Munetsuchi

Ah, Mugen was a rather interesting man. He seemed to take note of her internal monologue and understood her acceptance of being a pet. In her own mind, this was nothing really worth rejecting as it didn't feel to her like something meant to be derogatory. In the same vein, the demon had a teasing statement to offer. He called her by his chosen pet name and deviously teased her about being a bit of a slut, in truth. Hm... that was strange. Unlike all the other times she'd heard slut used as a reference for herself it felt rather... warm and inviting. "Maybe just for you. When you say it like that, I have a hard time denying it~" she mentioned almost sheepishly. Ah, that might have been something two friends had in common.

Speaking of friends, a certain elafia girl was taking a bit of a study break. Contrary to her previous life, she wasn't taking a break from studying to have fun and a snack. She was instead taking a break from fun, to study and have a snack. She would be seen looking blankly into the distance as she stroked her mentor's manhood seeming to be taking a bit of a mouth related break while feeling just a tiny bit uneasy as the thought concerning her potential reward passed a certain demon's mind. 'I feel like I'm in danger...' she thought to herself. 'Whatever, later problem... Shishou, snacks, and water plants remember?' Sinais mentioned. And just like that she'd be right back to gobbling up a tall elf man for more reasons than one.

At the same time, Kaguya had already fallen to her knees and Mugen was taking note of her current position. He claimed not to know why this was the position but called it a convenient choice. Her answer to his question was both things, but she didn't have time to answer, after all, there was thickness sliding across her tongue. She'd move it a bit to tickle him, even as she felt his hand atop her head in a steady kind of way. She looked up at him with those glowing eyes of hers, as his length would find itself sliding three-quarters of the way down her gullet before it reached the depth she'd currently accept. She found herself gently swallowing around that cock as it came to a stop and rested there before of course, he allowed an entire course load worth of information to flow into her mouth and throat. Once again there was knowledge flooding her mind and she'd mentally gone on to open the trunk of her mind space to move information around as it needed to be. She sorted through everything placing this old language in one place. The history of the world in another and then these spirits and different sort of existences in a related compartment with more expansive room. Like this she could easily sort through information and though she would need a moment or two she'd be able to do something whenever this man removed himself from her mouth.

Mugen had always fancied himself something of a prophet. Just as he said previously, Kaguya was accepting of the epithet 'slut' with a bit of exclusivity applied to him. Mugen's words were heard by Miyuki, and so were Kaguya's. This was going to be a memory Miyuki kept for a very long time. He thought briefly about the idea of Kaguya as a 'personal slut' and she discovered the truth. Now, there she was, agreeing to be the same for someone she just met in a foreign reality. It wasn't fair! All he did was have a few devious thoughts about the girl, as one should expect from a relationship partner. This man was also quite a jackass, and openly so from Miyuki's perspective. Why couldn't he, a nice guy and upstanding citizen, get that sort of treatment? Mugen knew why, but his response aloud was rather exclusively for Kaguya. "Just for me, eh? Well aren't I special? I'll have some expectancies of you, if that's the case. Some more... fitting behavior, so to speak. Freely as you like, of course~" he declared, glancing just briefly in the boy's direction. The grin on Mugen's face was so very pointed, he could almost physically touch the target of his focus with the gaze alone. Ah, but he wouldn't be doing that here and now.

Once Mugen inserted himself into Kaguya's mouth, he found himself delving mostly into her throat, but not nearly to full length. That was fine, and indeed more than he could expect of a human with no true understanding of limitations... or rather, the lack of such. Besides, he had it on good faith from Anais that something interesting would occur as a result. Lo and behold, her tongue moved against the bottom of his shaft, and her throat quivered in a way that didn't specifically mean to work the offering out of him. Those things could have served magical purpose, but they instead served the sole purpose of... well, feeling pleasant. How very new. It was a far more worthwhile experience than he anticipated, spilling into the girl's throat just to offer knowledge. "Ahh~ I'll have to try that again just for fun. I guess you've got something you want to do though, huh?" he mused. Kaguya awaited the moment he removed himself, but it would be several seconds yet. Mugen seemed to be attempting extrication, only to calmly slide his way back into her throat again... and again... and then once more. Distractions aside, he did eventually decide to pull his still-leaking member out fully ─ albeit regrettably as it seemed. "I shouldn't have waited so long to go searching. This whole apprentice thing is a good deal~"

Why was it specifically Mugen and not Miyuki who could say something like calling her a slut? Well, as far as Kaguya understood it, the whole thought boiled down to how it felt. When Mugen said it, it felt inviting and fun, there was no judgement or implied stigma. Strangely though when Miyuki said it, or rather thought it, it seemed to be a thing of implied shame and came with guilt or manipulation and that made it distasteful. As if to prove this point, Mugen seemed to comment on how her acceptance made him feel special. He hinted coyly at behavior befitting but under the stipulation that she do it as freely as she liked. This was better, markedly so than anything else she'd ever heard. "Hai, Mugen-sama!♥~" she'd easily fall into what this man wanted in such a way because of its lack of negative associations. Meanwhile, Miyuki felt like a disgusting presence now that she was thinking about it...

Ah, but right now that wasn't really important. She pushed it aside because she was having a man feed himself down her throat and that would require her attention. She came to realize that she felt quite comfortable with the idea of him sliding further down as she felt no discomfort from this, just the same the movements of her tongue and throat still happened just because. Mugen seemed to be quite enjoying himself, claiming he should remember to do this sort of thing for fun. Ah, but he wasn't ready to just leave her yet. He'd seem to withdraw only to push himself back in again and again. For a few moments, he'd find himself easily distracting the lass as well, as the increase of suction in her jaws had him going a bit further in every time pushed with her tongue still caressing him not that she needed anything. According to Mugen he shouldn't have waited so long to find an apprentice, with him removing himself and his still dribbling cock, Kaguya would be licking her lips and the tip of his tool as it made its exit. "Eh? I thought the first one just got here yesterday? Were all of you waiting around?" she wondered what kind of circumstances lead to this. But of course, there was something in the room which required a more immediate response.

That flaming ball of fire was still just sitting in the open space, looking quite oppressive. Of course, she now had some understanding of it in her head, but what would she do about this particular binding? Well... she'd need to talk to it, but given what she knew about it and its existence she had some more information to push through. 'Eldritch Horrors like Lovecraftian? Yeah, probably these words in my head sound like those names. Kei-chan ran a campaign with those as the boss monsters once... one of the flame ones,' she began sorting through her own memory box. Diving deep into a table top game she and her friends had played one weekend a few months prior to her arrival in this world. 'Fire based ones... Fthaggua, no. Not vampiric enough. Still, they'd be pretty cool I guess. Aphoom-Zhah? No, it's cold. What was the big one? When I was about to pass out, ah......' she gave her thoughts a pause as she heard the voice of a friend explain. A horror bigger than all others. Living flames burning in eternal burning served by all others. "C....C.... C..." she seemed to be coming to a certain name. It was right there at the tip of her tongue. "Cthugha!" she said this name and it would likely only be understood by Mugen himself and the creature which seemed to pause just a little. "Now is this friendship or subjugation?" she wondered having received the understanding of this creature responding to its name.

It was not without great mental fortification that Mugen freed himself of Kaguya's mouth. Those additional strokes nearly had him committing to the long-haul once he realized a bit more distance was covered each time, even without sacrificing the additional sensations a human mind thought to offer. It really was a shame that he went so long without an apprentice. All those times Miwa managed to busy herself with one of the others, he could have occupied himself while benefiting another ─ and the world, for that matter. Ah, Kaguya was made curious by his mention of awaiting apprentices, though. The first did only appear on the previous day, but it wasn't as if she had to be the first. "We each planned to take apprentices ages ago. The downside is, the system would only work if we each found a perfect fit. I'm sure you know how adding exclusivity to selectivity works," he preached. If it were possible for each of them to have five apprentices without ruining the system, a few of them would have one or two apprentices already. That would never work, however. "One apprentice to one Myouou. Five people like yourself will become Tenbu. In essence, you and a group of peers will become the next generation of Wisdom."

Mugen's explanation was given in a way he assumed would be taken easily. Whatever the case, Kaguya had all the information she needed; she just had to process and make use of it. Instead, her first mental process was recollection. She knew of the Ancient Ones in a way, and even came to the conclusion of which one she dealt with. Cthugha was the right assumption, based on what Mugen recalled from old stories. "Cthugha, huh? That makes sense," he concluded once she shouted the name. As for whether this was a matter of friendship or subjugation, Mugen hardly had an exact answer for the lass. "That depends on you. Your concept of morality won't apply here. If you're certain this is the one, you should start with he invocation." Before continuing, Mugen leaned toward the girl's ear. His following words would be a whisper to avoid invoking the name of Cthugha himself. Of course, the verbal lesson to follow would also be whispered to her. That part, however, was whispered for more personal reasons. "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthugha Fomalhaut n'gha-ghaa naf'l thagn! Iä! Cthugha! That's what you'll need to say for the ritual. Now, don't take my word as gospel, but... I hear the way you say things in relation to what your mana is most focused on, plays a huge factor in efficacy~" he explained. At the end, he retreated from Kaguya's ear only after pursing his lips and blowing directly into it. Why did he bother? Well, his reasons were his own, as always.

It seemed that Mugen was reluctant to withdraw from Kaguya's mouth. She found that to be rather interesting. There was the implication that there was a goddess these men were married to, so surely these experiences weren't ones he could consider new. There was something oddly flattering about that and it would only become more intense over time. There was an explanation offered to the girl about the apparent 'apprentice' situation surrounding the Myouou. They each planned to take one apprentice and thus had to be both selective and exclusive. "You don't have to tell me about the annoying combination of those things and its limitations," she said a spike of spite running through the girl's soul as she realized the issue presented by someone like Miyuki existing as her exclusive boyfriend. When she made her way to this new world to determine what real exclusivity should have been an offer of, she was annoyed by his existence, though she didn't fully blame him. Obviously, there was some flaw in her selection that she ended up with him. There would only be five apprentices, one for every Myouou. And though she didn't know it, much like her predecessor she'd been chosen by two of them. Her face flushed intensely as she realized the gravity of his words her heart also thumped a bit harder in her chest. That little opening of her mouth into that little o shape happened once more as the thought settled. There were only going to be handful of them, so of course they were being highly selective about it. 'That's so wholesome. And also weirdly satisfying... he made that decision about me so quickly. I feel super important...' she thought for the first time in quite a while. She'd never been chosen for such a good reason before, she was usually just cast away...

Alright. Her decision to try her absolute best was already in place, but now she felt oddly motivated. After naming this particular creature and being certain of its identity she stared at it a bit longer. There was something oddly hypnotizing about its visage and she'd even get a bit more advice from her mentor. According to him, her ideations about morality didn't matter in this case, so much like her own student teacher relationship the terms of this agreement were a bit flexible. He even whispered the necessary sentence in her ear, to help her along... giving a bit of advice along the way. And blowing into her ear. Actually that little tickle sent a shiver down her spine she was sure would have had her falling to her knees if she wasn't already in such a seated position. "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthugha Fomalhaut n'gha-ghaa naf'l thagn!~ Iä! Cthugha!~" There was an interesting intention taking place here. Cthugha seemed to give some thought to what was said and the feelings come from the girl's body. This burning ball of vicious almost star reached out to the girl before her, willing to consume her. Ah, but her body would be covered in flames appearing to burn bright red as the sun. It was lightly misleading, it looked as if Kaguya was about to die, like she was being burned to cinders as these fires became real in this world. They seemed to be condensing onto the gravity of her form, burning her up as they took shape before the eyes of those present. Ah, but this was something much more exciting than a teenager dying her first day in a magical world.

Of course he didn't have to give her the details. The existence of Miyuki proved how exclusivity could fail when proper selectivity was not applied. Of course, Mugen couldn't blame the girl for her choice in this case. For once, he had something fully and legitimately wholesome to say. "I made that same choice once. To be human... no. To be alive, is to be ignorant. The journey itself is surpassing ignorance again and again, rising to a ceiling that doesn't exist. Even if something kills you, learn from it. Don't blame yourself. Cast blame on the you of yesterday, and teach the you of tomorrow how to avoid repeating the cycle," he advised. Alas, there was more to the story than he let on. Sometimes, multiple lives could follow the same path in different ways. The journey of enlightenment was an endless one in this ever-changing world, but perhaps a few lifetimes could result in an eventual victory over repeated fate.

More importantly, Kaguya's internal musings had to be addressed. She thought his decision was a quick one, as if she was immediately recognized as the perfect apprentice candidate. No such thing had occurred. "Ara? Are you flattered?" he asked. "Stop," he demanded. "If you're going to become a blushing mess, do it for the right reason. I didn't just see you and decide to choose you. I sent a signal through time, space and reality. It entered you, passed through every life you ever had and ever will have, and pulled you here at the perfect time. Basically... no, you weren't chosen on sight. I tore through the fabric of this world and the next to pull someone with very specific qualifications, and that... was you~" he concluded.

With all that said and done, Mugen watched and listened. Kaguya performed the incantation to call upon Cthugha, actually delivering it with inflections that belied her arousal. Mugen would have had some quippy words to say about that, but none would come. Something far too exciting was happening for that. The Eldritch responded to her call by moving toward the girl. It seemed she would be engulfed by the old creature, and indeed she was. On the other hand, this was no simple consumption. Not even Mugen could know what sort of arrangement they made, but he had every reason to believe in the girl's success. While someone like Miyuki would watch her spontaneously combust, Mugen would watch her step into the fires of rebirth ─ though not a rebirth of the self in this case. "Ho─!" he uttered aloud. Mentally, he seemed to realize what may be happening. 'Tenmei Renkan? That's one I didn't even think I could transfer, and she's...'

Mugen was a surprisingly useful individual to have around. Rather, he was having a good bit of influence over the girl and her mental processes. Mugen admitted to making similar bad choices over his maybe, numerous lifetimes. He claimed that to live was to be ignorant and that one needed to move past it. The journey to Enlightenment was continuous so she shouldn't blame herself and instead blame the ignorant version of herself and aim higher next time. Kaguya's eyes lifted in the moment as she considered his words. They were oddly touching and a good bit of advice. "I definitely needed to hear that. Arigatou, Mugen-sama..." she said seeming to have internalized that message as a part of this life. She was feeling a bit less spiteful suddenly but... it was a good feeling.

Strangely said good feeling would only get better? Yes, that was right, because apparently Mugen thought to correct her mental misconceptions surrounding her arrival here. It wasn't simply a matter of her arriving here and him taking a liking to her. That wasn't something she should feel flattered about according to the demon before her. No. He claimed he'd searched all of space, time and reality to find the perfect apprentice and it'd brought her to him from the time she'd been at previously. She was his choice, not made in a single moment, but decisively. That blush became rather intense suddenly and she opened and closed her mouth several times like she wanted to say something. She was used to being attractive, being pretty and commented upon wasn't completely new to her. But... a decisive choice for her, because she was simply herself... that was stunning. "Mugen-sama, you're making this way worse you know?" she asked of the man most rhetorically. He knew what he'd done, her poor teen heart would be obssessed forever after he'd said something like that. She'd find herself accepting many things from him, but that was something to look forward to now.

Her more immediate future however involved something much better. She was presently burning in front of them. Her body being consumed by the Primordial Living Flames, known previously as Cthugha. But, as that glowing red condensed around her form. It would gently begin to shimmer. At the tips of her fingers, those flames turned blue. And that blue would continue to spread. It seemed that Kaguya's form was being remade, as a sleeve appeared on one arm with blue flame lights along it. A chinese style dress appeared on her form with an open chest and much exposed skin, but a short skirt as its finish. It had ornate patterns on it, which looked a bit like blue starbursts and they also seemed to be gently shifting. Above her head, a halo of blue flaming light condensed, and she gained a headpiece which looked like a pair of glowing flappy ears. One of her legs, the same one which had retained a thigh high tight was now covered in a boot like extension similar to the one on her arm. Ah, and the other bare leg held a garter. Everything about the girl seemed to shift as she seemed to regain her legs enough to stand. The light disappeared and she was left, with a visage most alluring along with a form that seemed to pulse with power, though she'd visually shrank down in size quite a bit. She was still outrageously well-shaped, but seemed to have become more petite. She snapped the fingers of her gloved hand above her head and looked triumphant. "This is the coolest thing I've ever done!" she exclaimed as small flames danced on her finger tips. She maintained a strange feeling that at she needed her friends so someone could gush over how cool this was with her.

It had been ages since the one currently called Mugen could truly empathize with a human plight. No matter the era, it seemed the sins born into this world would cause limitless turmoil and the fall of otherwise great beings. He looked at this girl now, knowing she could have suffered a fate he experienced many times over. What sort of mentor would he be if he let something like that happen? It wouldn't happen. Even if it would sacrifice the spiteful aura Kaguya exuded up to this point, he would deliver the message necessary to better the girl's growth. Rage alone would not enable her for very long.

Moving on, the correction of her earlier notion only caused Kaguya's reaction to intensify. According to the girl herself, he was making things worse. Worse... or better? If she became obsessed for eternity, his purpose would only be better served. Surely a desirable outcome couldn't be called worse. "I'm making it better. A good pet owner gives praise when necessary. I'm just trying my best~" he joked. He wasn't just going to call someone a pet for no reason, after all. Pets were to be rewarded for their behavior and accomplishments, well beyond simply being brought to heel when necessary. On the other hand, those things wouldn't always be so separate in Mugen's mind. . .

As for an upcoming development, there was something to marvel at indeed. Kaguya had been engulfed in the most brilliant of flames, but she did not burn. No, those flames turned blue over a short period of time. The Ancient One's form was fully disappearing, and in its place was an ensemble being assembled piece by piece upon Kaguya ─ in a rather flamboyant manner to boot. A sleeve on one arm and the opposing leg showed signs of the former Eldritch being. This new dress of hers was like one from Qin's era, albeit leagues shorter and much more to Mugen's personal taste as such. In the end, Kaguya stood erect, raised an arm, and snapped a finger accentuated with mobile blue flames. Mugen felt as if he'd seen that sort of pose before. What was it? He couldn't place it at present, and he was more concerned with the change itself. "Kuhu~! You know, contracting an Ancient One has been considered impossible for millions, even billions of years ─ and that's by the few who know they exist. And you... you turned it into a dress? You've taken Forbidden Knowledge to new heights your first day out, and I haven't even started teaching you the powerful stuff yet. What am I supposed to do with you~?♥"

Empathy went a long way with someone like Kaguya. The friends she maintained stayed her friends because they understood what she was going through. She was also prone to taking their advice for similar reasons. Mugen had become her mentor, and as such he'd become someone whose words she would consider at the bare minimum. Kaguya could help but find the words he spoke rang truer down to her soul than most things. And as such they calmed her. Despite how he looking and his general disposition he was kind and that wasn't something which could be found everywhere. Kaguya would hold that knowledge quite close to herself knowing how closed off the sort of life she'd lived had made her.

Ah, but that wasn't all there was to her mentor. He claimed that his overly flattering words had been making things better for her when the topic switched to her being chosen as his apprentice. He claimed he was doing what a good pet owner should which would likely make her blush a bit more intense as well, even with his joking tone. She was certain this was how flirty relationships were supposed to work. "It's just a lot you know~" she mentioned.

And then the ultimate showing of her current developments. Her complete magical girl transformation made her smirk happily. Though she missed her own friends for the purpose of praising her for this crazy and slightly weebish thing she'd just done. But Mugen's reaction made it sound like she'd done something near impossible. He seemed to find it interesting that she'd contracted such a creature which was apparently billions of years old and turned it into a dress. "Ah, well the thing is... you ever want to do something that is probably really childish but knowing you can makes it better to try it?" she asked as if this would make sense to anyone but a human child. Though she was enjoying her utterly flamboyant posing she did lower her arm and rub the back of her head just a little. "Anyway, that is what I did. I didn't know no one else would have done it... this sort of thing is a pretty normal childhood fantasy type thing... but if it is also something really awesome and cool I did with my Forbidden Knowledge then, I guess you'll have to see what I do with other kinds of cool stuff I do with Forbidden Knowledge~" she mused. Ah, she was a bit more sure of herself than others. If she did one thing that was awesome she did know she could do others... it was only a matter of time. And since she was now wearing the Ancient One no harm could come to anyone though the nature of their relationship was likely a bit odd.

Kaguya believed his praise was a bit much. Obviously, Mugen disagreed. They were on two different wavelengths in terms of understanding. Mugen's, however, would be made clear with a single sentence. "Because your standards are abysmal," he said simply. Her choice in friends left little to question from Mugen's perspective. Her choice in mates, however... left much to be desired before he summoned her. Her perception of these things would surely adjust for the better in time, if only for potential overexposure to a higher standard of living.

Regardless, Kaguya's latest feat was something utterly ridiculous. She'd done something that no human could ever dream of, only because she had the urge and knew it was technically possible. As things related to Forbidden Knowledge were concerned, she'd gone beyond the world's limitations twice during her first experience. What more could one even ask for? Well, Mugen would only ask for whatever the girl found herself capable of, which he knew to be essentially anything. Here and now, she boasted a new form with infinite potential simply because she wanted to. Had he ever done something so childlike? "I am a demon," was his simple answer to the question. Of course, there were additional facts missing from the response itself. Mugen was not always a demon, though he did always count as a member of the old demons' lineage. Either way, that part was of little importance. Mugen had much to be excited about with all these new developments occurring. "Oh I'll see it all. Don't think I'll miss a single second of it. I haven't missed anything thus far," he insisted, meaning much more than he let on verbally. Shinomiya Kaguya's entire existence was a thing he'd been present for, whether he had the conscious recollection at present or not. Soon, he'd be able to watch it like a play... but that also didn't presently matter. "You'll probably want to do something spectacular with Cthugha's power. Beyond fire and minions, I believe that one possesses psychic influence, energy absorption, and... a madness-inducing aura, if I recall correctly. It should be quite fitting for the likes of you."