Munetsuchi

Whatever the case, Yume would continue to receive important differential life lessons about this new magical world. Here everything was about the soul and souls aimed for completion. It was odd that souls weren't complete to start with but... she'd not think too hard about that part of it. The important part of this lesson was that sometimes seeker and those sought didn't match what they could give to each other. She could see that, humans often had friends telling each other when their significant others were thought to be undeserving in some way. Magic had the potential to make that more obvious than not. "Hai hai," she mused taking all of that into consideration. What was more, her explanation of 'cursed tags' and it gained further delving. Some mention of human fetishes that included waste byproducts of life that apparently existed here as well. "I do understand why that kind of stuff is beyond gross, some of the things on the list however have always seemed like they could be contextually misplaced," she said having given it a bit more thought. Beyond the relatedness cursed tags, a few a limited few might not be so bad in the context of the magical world especially based on consumption types, animal species and the crossing of sexual desires. She supposed those were all things to be placed within her mental chest to be dug out later for research purposes.

Moving on from talks of souls and the various forms of sexual activity that could be considered 'cursed' there were apparently a few more steps that could be taken with her recently contracted Ancient One. Whatever they were, it was up to her to further that, "Hm, I'll give it consideration but I would likely need to understand Artifacts a bit better," she mused. Apparently at the very least her pre-existing understanding of the Sorting Hat would make his current explanation easier. Natural Artifacts apparently existed and hats and the like could contain the memories of their wearers. He produced one, and it had a plum blossom as it's marking motif. But the hat itself was one which was rather pointedly connected to a very specific historical figure. "Hehe~ Ume~" she mused seeming to find the fun of making such a pun. Still there was another matter to think of now that she was seeing this hat in particular. It came from a specific kind of media, any who saw it from her part of the world and her nationality would probably recognize it for a very specific reason. 'No way! Miko-chan~ I've seen two of your favorite people today~' she thought, how potentially exciting. "So I can use the hat, and learn something classic. I like that as an idea~" she stated. If nothing else, she could use the hat, and some mana and likely get herself set up on her old and new combination skills.

The list of disgusting habits went on. No matter the world, humans would always be their own worst enemy. Some, in ignorance, even took the necessities of other species on as their own preferences. He'd seen some drinking blood before, for sexual gratification alone. "There are some cases, yes. Most things have some sort of purpose. Even those, I could understand from certain perspectives. There's someone out there I'd offer my waste to," he said upon recalling one particular slight against himself.

One thing Yume had to learn about was Artefacts. Those were such important things in this world, she'd have to learn something about them before being sent to Solomon. "Ah, that reminds me. You'll have to choose a cycle as well. Because of a minor situation yesterday, I can say it has basically been decided that each student will start with their mentor. There are some paths you can take from there, and that choice is yours to make as well. I'll give you the information you need to make a decision," he said, quickly moving on to the topic of... a rather extraordinary hat. As expected, Yume took note of the pun, but it was much more than that. She chose a name said pun could be taken from, so this particular hat was the most fitting for her first Artifact. Yume first looked upon the object with marked familiarity, but Mugen said nothing of it. Instead, he handed her the eboshi. "I'll give you a lesson in advance of another Myouou. All things have souls, and all souls have memories. As I was saying earlier, bonds occur to a spiritual level. If you wear that, you'll bond with the eboshi, which bonded with its original wearer. It's something like a mana transfer of memory, using your mana as the 'almost' sole catalyst."

Apparently the world of sex, and the 'cursed tags' were things to be considered in logical situations. Apparently most things had some sort of reasoning. Knowing some of the words from the list she was thinking of, she couldn't really process the idea of some of them having their uses. Of course, when Mugen himself mentioned offering someone waste, she came to realize that revenge and spite were sometimes reason enough to do some things. "Given the day I've had, I can't even say I don't get it. Some emotions are powerful motivators and some things are really hard to get over," she said. Her mentor was something she could get along with, someone she felt she could truly get along with outside of her normal group of friends.

Moving on, apparently the first apprentice to appear had a very interesting time. A minor incident led to the idea that all apprentices would be starting their journeys with their own mentor. "Oh? I feel like minor might be the wrong descriptor there~" the girl teased. Though given how long this group had been waiting on an apprentice and the amount of selectivity that went into finding them, she imagined the first one to show themselves might have experienced some overwhelming amounts of attention. "But, that is fine... I'll accept the information and figure out the best path to follow, though I do wonder what kind of path we're talking about here," she stated.

But before that there was a smaller lesson. One on the nature of Artifacts and items in this world which were created. Things had souls, and souls had memories. She could gain the memories of the man who wore the hat, it was handed to her and she accepted it. Holding it her hands she turned it about and take a good look at it. "My mana would only be almost the sole catalyst?~ I wonder if I should be looking forward to something?~" the girl questioningly teased. Ah, she was feeling a little flirty. He did want to teach with mana and while she could very well accept lessons in various ways, she saw nothing wrong with exploiting the fun of mana transfers as this world called it.

"Indeed. Betrayal may be the greatest motivator at all. As a demon, I oversee Karma. Breaching agreements is something my kind takes very seriously, so... if ever the chance arises~" The statement Mugen offered went unfinished, but he felt there was no need to say more. There were actually two people he kept as targets of his vengeance. One day, he'd have his chance at both of them.

For now though, he'd rather have at the chance to deal with other things. Yume agreed to take what information was necessary, though the method had not yet been addressed. When next the topic rose, she seemed to be teasing the idea of a mana-based transfer of knowledge. He hadn't meant anything in such a way when claiming mana would 'almost' be the sole catalyst, but a quirked brow implied that he wasn't opposed to the thought either. "There's always something to look forward to. You just have to move toward it," he said simply. "But to be clear, I mean Artifacts possess mana as well, like every living thing does. When your mana resonates with the Artifact's, its memory will manifest as a power, maybe even a specific Skill. It all depends on what you can draw out of it... Or what it wants to give you, in some cases," he explained. "Of course, there is little difference between people and things when you get down to it. Maybe it wants to give you something you obviously want from it. Things like that happen more often than you might expect, Yu-pyon~♥"

As a demon, Mugen apparently oversaw Karma. Beyond that logic, apparently it was very natural for demons to dislike betrayal. All of these things made sense if anything known of demons could be considered true. But there was also a lot of media out about demons which made them out to be terrifying and disgusting. Hm, she supposed she'd be understanding that sort of thing eventually. "Yeah, that sounds about right, Gambareyo~" the girl commented. She wasn't the type to stand in anyone's way. Of course, she had no personal stake in such a thing but perhaps he could feel a bit of peace over his actions. She felt it over her own at least a little.

Apparently, Mugen hadn't meant his words in the flirty way they were taken, of course, Yume thought this was fine as she was prone to using the flexibility of words whenever she liked. Actually, it was a bit better than that, considering he wasn't exactly turning down the idea she'd presented. "Hai hai~" she mused seeming to take that advice of moving towards something at face value and taking another few steps towards the man in question. In doing so she placed herself before him within arms reach and standing between his legs while looking over her new hat. About that hat, artifacts possess their own mana. And with that logic she could end up with, what the hat wanted her to have, or what she wanted to get from it... that was an interesting thought. Ah, but apparently people and things weren't the type of different that they could be. Still there was something a bit more important, that little pet name slipping from between Mugen's lips. 'Yu-pyon?' she looked a bit astonished and her face immediately reddened. Welp, that one was something she'd definitely answer to and something that hit her ears far too pleasantly to dislike. Her mouth opened and closed in that little o shape again.

A bit of flirting started by Yume herself resulted in her stepping toward the demon, standing between his legs and remaining within reaching distance. He intention was clear. She had something to look forward to, so she moved toward it. With him still being without clothes, he could easily place his tool upon her right then and there by simply leaning forward. Alas, he wouldn't be the one leaning. Yume didn't seem like she would be donning that hat just yet. In fact, it seemed she'd rather be made into something to wear instead.

Beyond everything else, there was a clear reaction to Mugen's new pet name for the lass. Another thing demons tended to like was a reddened face on their chosen targets. "Ara, what's this? I guess I'll be keeping that one," he said. In the very next moment, Mugen was extending his hand toward Yume. That hand would be reaching out magically to pull her toward him. He wasn't patient enough to await a full reproach; she'd be pulled into his lips and have her mouth assaulted by his dampened tongue. All of that information about the five phases and all potential paths, as well as their individual purpose and meaning, would begin to flood her mind immediately. She'd know of possibilities, of truth, and of what she could generally expect from taking the journey in the more modern way. Her choice could be made at will, but there would first be another choice to address: the choice that landed her in this very position.

Yume was obviously a pretty flirty individual. After learning of this world and becoming someone different she found herself easily falling into the fun aspects. He was sitting on the bed and she was standing between his legs. He was still naked but she'd not pushed forward at all. No, now she was a bit busy having a physical reaction to his particular choice in his nickname. Much to her surprise he claimed he'd be keeping it. Was that based solely on her reaction? Perhaps she'd have to think over some of the specifics, but that wouldn't be now...

Well, maybe she was patient enough but Mugen had no such desire to meander around the point. He reached out magically and pulled her in. Her face met his and she found rather easily his tongue within her mouth. Ah, that was rather nice, and then just as quickly there was a thorough stream of information flowing into her mind. This seemed to concern something she recognized as the Star of Destruction and the Circle of Creation. Looking at just the image without fully knowing anyone else in the group she knew the path she'd follow. Well that was good to know, she processed and stored that information while she seemed to shift just a bit. And she rather easily found one hand resting against his chest while her body seemed to be moving on its own. She'd come to occupy his lap, Her legs on either side of his, the fun of her current form of attire was that she could remove her clothing without having to do anything of importance. Even more interesting was the fact that her unoccupied hand still held that hat, perhaps she should put it on? Well, she'd get to that eventually, for now she'd find herself sinking into potential debauchery. She would willingly accept a great deal of Mugen's attention and maybe even take some for herself. Yes that sounded like a pretty good idea already.

Two names had been applied to this girl by Mugen, both since their delve into debauchery. He said he would be keeping the most recent, but that would probably just be his favorite moving forward. Whichever he used, it seemed Yume would be answering to it easily. Alas, there was no answering to be done currently. With her mouth so occupied, Mugen expected nothing by way of words for some time. She was very quick to slide into place atop his lap after a bit of shifting. He didn't care what she chose to do with that hat. She continued holding it while her free hand rested atop his chest.

Furthermore, Mugen's magical pull continued even as the girl leaned against him. He figured it would be quite easy for her to discard that 'clothing' made from Cthugha. The choice to do so was not something he doubted at this point, either. The demon pulled her in, and she accepted wholly. How far would she go? Well, most of the answer was obvious. No further information would be given to Yume, though Mugen's tongue continued to invade her mouth, almost furiously molesting her tongue. Ah... perhaps some information was to be shared. If nothing else, Mugen offered knowledge of his own desire in a roundabout way. The fun only paused due to Cthugha's appearance. Now that the Ancient One had been dealt with, and all necessary explanations were given, there was no reason to dawdle. Miyuki certainly wasn't going to be a reason for hesitation; he hadn't been thus far.

If Yume was to have a nickname, then Yu-pyon specifically being something she was called by Mugen was among the best possible choices. She was already quite fond of it given her innate physical reaction she was sure it was her favorite. But there were more things that she found to be her favorite, for instance, this amount of physical contact. They were kissing and though it was initially simply for the point of passing information, it eventually lost it, but this man didn't stop invading her mouth with his tongue.

No, instead she was having a very good time with this as well. Her own tongue moved against its invader. Her clothing seemed to fall away rather easily as she made contact with the man's form. Was Miyuki still here? Well, it didn't matter, she wasn't initially being spiteful, instead she was content to do a bit of what had they called it before? Exploring. Yes, that was a fun word to use. She didn't need to learn anything right now, she had enough information to know what cycles she'd be taking and she fully desired simply to enjoy. So she would. Her naked form was pressed against the man's body and her own hips would end up lifted. If she was understanding this man's desires properly, this was something he wanted as well. She found herself thinking, 'Why not?' and with that alone she would eventually be rubbing her folds against his exposed manhood. Her entire body was exposed for the taking and she'd even let go of that hat for the time being so she could have use of her other hand. She didn't know what she needed it for, but for now, she was willing to softly grind against his man until the point where their bodies would be brought together.

Rare was it for Mugen to be underneath anyone. Alas, he would not be shirking any advances. Yume took it upon herself to mount him and continue to push matters forward. Of course he was only encouraging such behavior. This was not the first time a dance of tongues was occurring today, and it wouldn't be the last between these two alone. Mugen figured this wouldn't be the final sexual encounter either, though he had nothing but speculation and confidence fueling the thought.

Fully nude after the simple act of retracting her familiar, Yume made another advancement. Mugen could feel the lass rubbing herself against his shaft. As for why she discarded the eboshi, he did not yet know. Finding out the answer would be interesting, he was sure. For the time being, Mugen was content to continue pulling while leaning back himself. Though it was an odd thing for him to do, he continued moving until his back touched surface, all the while pulling Yume along with him. His hand found her breast once more, that arm bent at a sharp angle to enable a consistent groping even with the little space between them. It seemed Mugen would be allowing a rarely-visited occurrence today. Apparently, he had no qualms after the grinding began. What point was there in changing positions when Yume had already taken such steps?