Charles Patricius

Something was slightly different about the way Miko responded now. Takao wasn't sure how much one could change in a few months both physically and mentally, but Miko's pauses in moments like these were a bit longer... and they felt somehow different. Either way, there was nothing to be done about those answers remaining intact. As for the matter of going for seconds, Miko alleged he almost 'got her' this time. What could she have meant by that? Well, that look in her eye just beforehand belied a completely different answer. "Almost, huh? Guess I'll try again later. I'll get you~" he teased. Kaguya had something very interesting to say about Miko's observational mishaps. Her words were worth Takao's direct attention; she understood something important. Regardless, it seemed the group wouldn't be sticking around much longer. One had a date, two others had to be kept out of trouble, and one of the latter pair had familial obligations. "Damn. Well, there's always room. You're all free to loop back around if anything changes; just give me a call," he said. He and Shutara would be alone, it seemed. No matter; it was often that way. Much the same could be said of Miko... who could definitely be called a keyboard molester. "It's definitely molesting. Just a minute ago, you looked like you were trying to get it going. It'd basically be porn if not for the fact that... you know... it's a keyboard~"

There was another positive attributed to Nara Rita. Though she considered arguing against his offer to take on the workload, she saw the sense in accepting, and did so. Wisdom was showing itself through this woman. "Good. You and those you are connected to will be better for it. One should make time for their passions, and incorporate them into their work. In doing so, one opens the door to much growth," he assured. Ah, but it seemed another door was opening. As they began talking about alcohol and this particular variant's effects, Rita warned that she was being good, and that she could 'throw herself' at him with those sorts of offers on the table. She suddenly sounded more like her niece than ever before, leaning into a much more familiar type of conversation. "Sou ka. You make it sound like a warning to be on guard against. In truth, I believe any warning should be sent the other way. I would accept with honors, surely, but I believe there would be some caveats to that activity ─ things to be understood about human expectation of limits."

There were a couple of notable slips, Kaguya could nearly hear it, the perverse words slipping from Miko's heart into her brain and being silenced, and translated into something more palatable. In response to being told that he'd almost gotten her, Takao claimed he'd try again later. He'd get her... "Uh-huh," Miko couldn't fathom a proper reply. Actually she couldn't make sense of it. She'd started hearing the things he said as if there was some implied deviance, like he was making a pass at her. But obviously that was just her projecting... it'd never felt that way before and she was still on a bender and obviously not every person who spoke to her was trying to get into her pants. That'd be a rather presumptuous idea. And in that moment her stomach was grumbling, she was starving.. Meanwhile, Ai had something cheeky to say, "Say you won't get into trouble like both of your underaged selves didn't spend last night in a casino. Beyond that a shut-in gets dates the same way your exhibitionist self and everyone else does... through Mi-tan~" Ai said as if it was perfectly reasonable. "Fair enough," Kaguya said seeming to know that Miko was basically a hub for their sexual appetites. "Ah, it's Ch... Kazu then. Gambareyo," Miko said earnestly. "Hai hai, no warnings or anything, just acceptance?" Ai said seemingly pleased. Though she knew what her friends were like she still expected a bit of pushback for being so aggressive about the date thing, but Miko at least wanted someone else simply to be happy, regardless of the position that it put her in. "Iia, Kazu is great and he isn't the type to be put off by anything slightly weird about you, or your shut-in behavior... so have fun," Miko said earnestly. Such a thing triggered an interesting memory for Shutara, as the girl seemed to always do that sort of thing for other people. "Also there is no need to worry about me, I plan on working tonight so... I won't be leaving whatever room I find myself alone in with this, which I am borrowing and will return in a couple of days... and it's not porn, you don't understand how long it's been for me," she offered quickly to Takao with sparkly almost pleading eyes. "Also, I won't just return it, in a couple of days I should be actually free, since it's still spring break for me, If you want to hang out, for real... this time. But only if you want," she offered honestly. "And I'll make sure she calls you, no worries~" Kaguya mentioned knowing how easily Miko became distracted. She needed to spend some time with this keyboard, but she also needed to get her parents. Kaguya had sat up and began putting her shoes back on, and Miko was slipping into the ridiculous heels she'd been wearing today.

Meanwhile, there was an interesting moment taking place within Rita's apartment. The likeness between her and her niece was starting to make a bit more sense as time went on. She was told she should make time for her passions and that she and everyone else would be better for her long term delving into such things. She'd take advantage of Hiroshi's kindness while he was around to offer it. Actually many things in her mind told her to take advantage of him in general, including the disembodied voice of one of her roommates. She giggled then her head tilted back as an easy-going reaction came from Hiroshi that was intriguing, inviting and full of openness. "You said it would be an honor, that's another of those things you say that sounds like such a compliment. When in fact I have pretty much said I'd just be using you to get over a problem I am having," she claimed those magenta eyes of her narrowing just a bit. He was quite the tall man and he claimed to be inhuman and her human and horny brain could only equate it to one thing... so how else was she to take that. "I'm willing to accept that warning but, it just makes me curious. I have to see now, I guess I know what I'm doing while the cake cools... come on Hiroshi-san~" she said knowing that her friends had once been right, she and one other friend of hers, were absolutely terrible at flirting. Well, no matter, she supposed, doing something about those nagging sensations of her body was owed her at this point.

And while one session started up, it would appear that Chika was at her limit. Her eyes were swirling as she approached yet another orgasm. She was face up with Kazuhiko still moving around within her rear. She could feel something massive coming, with one leg placed atop Kazuhiko's shoulder. "...Chika's leaving this time..." she claimed as if that made sense. Of course, as her body tightened around him, it would become obvious that when she reached climax this time, she'd be passing out. But she was holding on, with all of her strength in an epic contest to do her absolute best. Loud squelching noises were still being heard and a mess of fluids were still dripping everywhere though her body was tingling and the entirety of the living room smelled of lychee and almonds. This would be the end for her. Even that bow seemed to stop spinning as she worked herself towards completion this time.

And so, it became clear that this little group on the tour bus would be disbanding within moments. A brief discussion between the parting trio took place, including a name Takao wasn't familiar with. The past few months must have been busy, or perhaps he'd simply never had reason to hear the name. Whatever the case, Miko would apparently be returning that keyboard within a couple of days... after some 'alone time' with it. Takao shook his head. "Not much point in bothering. Neither of us is going to use it, so just keep it. If I hear anything about Kaiba Corp wanting it back, I'll let you know," he stated. The way things seemed during the acquisition of that piano, it was probably made with Museion in mind anyway. As such, Kaiba Seto likely had it constructed for Miko herself, the same way Takao's guitar was engineered. Moving on, it seemed Miko would have some free time during the intended return window for that keyboard. He didn't have use for the keyboard, but there was a twinkle in his eye during the rest of her words. What a rare opportunity. If nothing else, he could already trust Kaguya to keep her word; she seemed the forceful friend type. "I think I should be free until the next show, as long as nothing comes up. I'll be looking forward to a call then," he chirped.

In the meantime, another fact was presented by Hiroshi. Just as others had been, this one was taken as a compliment despite its objectivity. He'd have to get used to how his demeanor was received in this world. In the world of Alaya, it was simply accepted ─ he was an elf and a scholar. As for the fact that Rita would merely be using him in the idea they discussed, he hardly thought that would be a problem from any man's perspective. "That is more of a reason to make myself available, not less. It would only mean my skills have been put to use for the betterment of another. That would make it an honor as well as a privilege," he said with absolute certainty. Meanwhile, Rita made some seemingly accurate assumptions about the warning he offered. Much like Miko before, she seemed curious to find out. None of that typical human tact was applied when she urged him to follow along, and frankly... he didn't need any of it. He walked along behind the woman, not a word of agreement needed. "Interestingly direct, I must say. I suppose fate decrees I am to be 'used' today."

Deviance had been the primary objective in Yuuya's abode this day. No end would come just yet, but... something would come to an end. Specifically, Chika was making it sound like she was ending ─ or rather, leaving. What a strange thing to say, Kazuhiko thought. Either way, he wasn't nearly done enjoying himself. He loomed over the girl's body, keeping that one leg of hers held firm against his shoulder while his hips moved vigorously against her. Kazu felt the flesh of her backside rubbing and slapping against his lap each thrust. Between that, the feeling of swimming focused around his pelvic region, and the intense friction applied to his shaft, Kazu couldn't stop moving if he tried. "Huh, leaving? That's a party foul! You'll owe me big time if you check out now~" he warned as if serious. Of course, Chika wasn't the only one 'leaving' as it were. The genetic and spiritual base code of Kazuhiko was leaving... his body. Indeed, only moments after that impromptu warning, he was pumping his essence into Chika's rear, as if he'd been saving up for ages instead of literally letting it pour freely all along.

While they were getting ready to leave, Ai took the opportunity to look at the keyboard and figure out how it would be packed. Such was easiest done by her and she found it amusing. To her own surprise the keyboard lowered into its standing legs and folded in half to make it more carriable. It went even further than that, the legs of it, becoming handles and the small ball-bearings at the center becoming wheels for it to be pulled behind someone with a surprisingly short wing span or picked up and carried. "Sou ka, Kaiba Seto might also be a stalker while being a genius," Ai commented noting that this would make it quite easy for Miko to carry around a keyboard with her, even given her smaller size. That being said Miko was busy chatting with Takao who claimed she could keep the keyboard and he'd let her know if Kaiba Corp wanted it back. "If you insist. Though I'd probably cry if they actually wanted it back," she said, already quite attached and it would only become worse over the course of the night. "Arigatou Ai-nee," she said as she glanced over at the girl who was holding those things, while Kaguya gathered up the bags of shirts and the like. In the meantime Kaguya was noting the obvious interest in an extra meeting that Takao was having. She also couldn't help but realize that Miko had asked the lad out on a date, even though she probably wouldn't think that is what she was doing. 'Mi-chan are you really so hopeless?' she wondered internally. Of course, Miko wasn't hopeless. She noticed that twinkle in his eye but attributed it directly to the idea that she was going to hang out with him after neglecting him a bit. She saw it as a showing of his general happiness and Miko wanted her friends to be happy, even if the things that made them happy made her sad. "Hai hai, it's a date, I'll call you~" she said without any thought of how the words sounded. She simply put them together and knew they'd work out. Afterward she stepped up in front of Takao, she did something that felt quite natural for her and reached up holding his face on both sides and smiling at him. "And take care of your voice, if you break it... I'll break you♪~" she said in all seriousness. "Mi-chan's inside voice is on the outside, suddenly..." Kaguya commented making a blush come to Miko's face. But she wasn't just talking about the lass's words but was also commenting about her actions, those that she didn't know she took around people she liked truly. This was the second time in a very short amount of time that she'd done something very normal and had a slip of some sort.

In the meantime, Rita was busy letting her internal monologue and external dialogue meet in front of an equally strange individual. Hiroshi continued to prove himself an alien among the men she'd met. And each time he spoke in a way that defined those differences, Rita became more certain of her actions around him. It was almost laughable how easily the man found purpose in what a human would call being taken advantage of, "Still not doing anything to dissuade the thought that you might be an alien. I like the energy though~" she said in all honesty. And apparently Hiroshi took no issue with her behavior either following along like he was going to be taken on a grand adventure. "Yeah, since you seem to like it... I won't think too hard about it, but I don't have an ounce of tact... I couldn't flirt to save my life. One of my roommates claimed it was one of my best individual traits," she explained of the situation. The truth of the matter was that when she was younger some were run off by the bluntness of her conversations with them, they weren't sure about how serious she was when she spoke. She had the easiest time talking to even more forceful misfit types, such was made obvious by even her conversations with Hiroshi. "Also I take it by that statement you don't mind being used, in truth it's been a while so... I apologize in advance," she said earnestly. She planned to find out her curiosities and unlike her niece, the maturity of her existence dictated that she skipped a lot of the formalities of a sexual endeavor, choosing to begin undressing him to sate her current curiosity unbuckling his belt while looking up into his face. The truth was she felt almost needy and after reaching her bedroom, which had been made up today she found it to be an almost perfect setting for this sort of thing, it was a bit dark, with a large bed and dark colored sheets with rose patterns. Another such pattern existed on her outer left thigh and stretched with thorns down behind it, like a tribal tattoo, whenver that came into perspective.

At the same time, Chika was being reamed. In truth she seemed to be stunned, even the bow in her hair seemed to flop. Ah, but what was said in response to the thought that she'd be checking out soon? That it was a party foul? "I'll pay!" she claimed not even bothering to confirm what she'd be owing or anything like that. Such was simply her nature. It didn't help that there was a buzzing sensation traveling through her body, as Kazuhiko's biggest load yet was leashed into her rear along with the slapping sensation of flesh against flesh. She was going stir crazy. She could practically feel everything prickling across her skin, from the depths of her body which couldn't process anything else. She moaned her content, her entire body tightening only to lose the light in her swirling eyes and go limp soon after. Her brain reached maximum overload and she upon reaching that last orgasm had her body overwhelmed enough to completely stop it from functioning for the forseeable future.

Takao could say one thing about Kaiba Seto: he was definitely a stalker. The number of meetings he had with the man didn't hold a candle to the number of events Kaiba Seto could recall about Takao's personal life. He may have been made privy to more things than necessary by unknown means, but it never seemed to be for any negative or malicious purposes. "Well you're not wrong," was Takao's response to Ai. He could only hope the next meeting with that man was some time away, and it seemed Miko thought much the same, given her attachment to that keyboard. More importantly, Miko offered some interesting phrasing about their arranged hangout. A date, she called it. Though that was a common phrase for any agreement between people, he couldn't resist picking on the lass's use of it in this instance. "A date, huh? I'll be sure to double brush my teeth and wear something nice," he said. Soon enough, Miko's hands were against either side of his face, as if scolding a child or... perhaps something else. Eyes wide and brow lifted, Takao stared into the girl's face to hear a most interesting threat. "Yes, mom. Whatever you say, mom," he said sarcastically, dipping a few fingers into his cup to splash a bit of that mixed drink into Miko's face. "Go, go! The longer you stay here, the more likely I am to trap you all in the tour. The stuff I meant to give you guys is in that drawer behind the cabin. You guys can get my number from her if you want. Oh, and... if you wanted merch, you could have all gotten it for free. Somebody keeps refusing the handout~"

Hiroshi would not consciously fend off the thought that he may be an alien. It was so true, he couldn't discourage it. Apparently, they would both be keeping a noted aspect of their personalities, with Rita deciding the same for her straightforward approaches. Ah, but Hiroshi had not yet seen it all. Soon, he'd know in greater detail how direct Nara Rita could be. "It is a favorable trait in those who can utilize it properly. The same could not be said of anyone taking that approach. One could say you are answering your soul's nature, and in that regard, it is made appealing by being truthful to who you are," the male rambled. Just then, they reached the bedroom, and Hiroshi... learned more about how direct Nara Rita could be. An advance apology could have belied some lacking experience, memory or tact... or even all three. There were multiple assumptions to be made, but it certainly may have been for the fact that Rita would immediately begin loosing his belt. She showed an amount of urgency he'd seen somewhat recently in a strange forest. Surely alcohol couldn't have been equally to blame here; they weren't having that sort of banter before. Either way, Hiroshi could see the similarities once more. This woman's niece would have begged to be excused for her actions in such a moment, though only after prior agreement as he observed. Moreover, things would have started in a very different way. Perhaps Hiroshi was soon to learn what more mature people of Gaia were like. Everything was an opportunity for learning.

Speaking of learning... one Totsuka Chika didn't seem keen on doing so ─ at least in Kazu's opinion. She haphazardly agreed to pay the unnamed price he assigned, leaving him open to make up any ridiculous price he wanted. Based on their interaction thus far, he'd definitely be doing that. Perhaps he would even consult Miko to figure out how many buttons there were to press. Sadly, there was nothing else to be said in the moment. During that final expulsion, Kazu noted a lack of consciousness in his partner of the evening. What was he to do? Well, he hadn't stopped thrusting, though he would be slowing his thrusts over time. This wasn't quite enough. Nothing felt like enough, and he still wasn't completely sure why. As he continued squelching about in Chika's rear for a bit longer, noting no loss of firmness on his end, there was only one thing he could wonder. "Uh... I don't know how long it's been, but... Angie?!" he called out. Maybe it had been long enough by now.

According to Takao, Kaiba was definitely a stalker. Interesting, but given all of his money and all of the things he was involved in, it wasn't truly surprising. "I feel like that might come up later," Ai said thinking she probably should have looked into it a bit more. Still, there was a certain amount of design etiquette placed into the creation of that keyboard which made Ai realize it was probably made with Iino Miko's small self in mind. Looking over at Miko the lass didn't seem very concerned about it, so either it was going into a box or she'd decided that information wasn't important. Meanwhile, a perfectly innocuous statement was interpreted in such a way as to leave Takao open to teasing Miko, her own eyes widened for a moment before she closed them... that intense blush on her face going literally nowhere. "And there you go again," she said, opening her eyes and looking over his attire. There was nothing negative about what she said though, she wouldn't actually stop him from enjoying himself at her expense. And maybe if her head was less busy she'd think about that in a more serious manner. She had thousands of thoughts all of which she'd be keeping to herself, but that look was... markedly less innocent than others. And it would only be made more so by the widening of his eyes and lifting of his brows at her threat. 'Kawaii♫!~' her brain chimed for just a second before his utterances came with a plashing of her face. 'He splashed us! Lick him, assert dominance!' she thought as her body recoiled. "Party foul," she uttered. Perhaps if it'd been someone else she was speaking to she would have said something about missing her mouth... but for now she busied herself with licking her lips and getting sticky juice off her face. "Hai hai, I'll pick up the stuff. Mi-chan, be better at acceptance~" Kaguya said while going to the drawer in question and picking up enough of the items for each of them without a second thought. Miko held up her hands in surrender, "I know... I know... I am trying to be better about accepting and taking more for myself. Arigatou... and ja ne~" she offered sincerely putting forth more of an effort to not cut out the kindness of others based on her odd perceptions. Maturity was something she was trying to develop at least... "Ja~" Kaguya said as well with parting gifts in hand. "It was great to meet you," Ai mentioned as she slipped off. "Hai hai, see you girls later. Stop by the booth at the convention if you have time!~" Shutara said to all present. What an interesting change in demeanor their younger friend had, to go along with some very interesting friends.

Meanwhile, Rita was busy proving exactly the difference between someone of mature emotional stability and someone who was not. Though her apology had been a bit vague at best, technically speaking, Hiroshi wasn't wrong in any of his assumptions. She considered herself to be quite out of practice in sexual endeavors and oddly impatient and in need of physical contact. Hiroshi's assertions about the nature of her personality 'positives' and why they appeared as such were quite interesting, "Well, that doesn't sound too bad. And I take it to mean it's perfectly fine for me to..." she'd begun talking and undoing Hiroshi's belt once in her bedroom. She'd said she was curious but upon undoing his belt and unzipping his pants the trip down his legs was... a bit strenuous. There was extra firmness down one of them which she assumed to be the start of an erection but... "Huh," she said her thumb grazing would would have been the normal length of a member which was substationally girthier already than she'd known them to be, for manhood which reached far below even what she would have considered normal given his height. "Hang on, how is this possible? How are you hiding this in pants?!" she said seemingly outraged. "Did I go blind? No... is it the pattern, are you hiding this with the pattern of the pants?" she said seemingly in awe of the existence of manhood so much bigger than she was already giving it credit for. Once she managed to free it, she really was just generally shocked and thus having a strange conversation about it. "I have to have gone blind or be really out of loop for this to be so shocking. I would have called a friend if I'd known I'd end up in a situation like this..." she said in a manner which was mostly a joke, though in her younger years, she definitely would have at least considered it.

Meanwhile, the sqelching noises slowed as Chika's lack of consciousness became obvious. Of course, this was to be expected, her brain was fried after all. But beyond that point there were at least two other targets, one of which Kazuhiko immediately named. Angelica was in tail end of another match with Kei, and had, only two cards left to draw and a necessary mill 3 in her next turn. She hadn't even looked up but still that gentle cry came from her, "Noooooooooooo..." she said. Kei's eyes widened. Her victory was forthcoming but, was Chika the most physical among them, really already down for the count. That was quite terrifying as a thought. 'I can't take that next. I have to hide!' she thought immediately. She missed her spider related abilities. She wanted to shoot herself onto the ceiling to make sure she wasn't in sight whenever that popped up. But she also felt like she couldn't be a total coward about it. She couldn't scurry off to a dark corner and plot, no... decisive action was necessary. Could he be distracted, until the arrival of reinforcements? That had to be the first plan.

With Miko and the others taking their leave, Dreameater's tour bus was becoming virtually empty. Only he and Shutara remained, which was about par for the course most times. Oh well. At present, he had juice to finish and fun to have, albeit with the added confusion that came with a certain brunette visiting once in a blue moon. Signs of change were there, but very slight. Time would tell if those signs meant anything. Some songs were destined to repeat forever, entering the realm of 'timeless classics' as some called them. This one definitely wasn't a one hit wonder of any sort. . .

Hiroshi's time in a world solely inhabited by humans was intriguing at every turn. After a few days in this world, he was finally going to study the more intimate side of humans who had no magical knowhow whatsoever. Of course, he believed Rita would be among the best subjects for said study as one who undoubtedly had magical potential. The variables were all lining up... but then, there was the warped reality as perceived by Rita. That part was understandable. Ah, but the moment was refreshing as well. When confronted by something beyond her understanding, she questioned logically. Hiroshi had been making no efforts to conceal himself; he'd merely donned the breeches provided to him. "By my understanding, the pattern would be to blame. I was just researching that yesterday in my free time. This... plaid pattern has many notable effects on the human eye, but one not observed in any study I've seen is perhaps the most important. This particular variant is composed of lines forming together to create larger, bolder lines. When viewed, I notice it becomes nigh impossible to focus the eye on a single location within the pattern without great conscious effort. Perhaps that is the reason," he explained calmly, as if a woman hadn't just trailed her hand down the length of his cock. Ever the studious one, Hiroshi even addressed her mention of enlisting a friend as a matter of intrigue. "Hmm. Though I am certain you are more than equipped to accomplish much, I suppose a bit of numerical bolstering could prove useful to everyone involved. If that is your desire, I have no additional obligations tonight. I would be willing to wait."

Hiroshi may have been ready and willing to wait around, but Kazu was not. Chika was down for the count. Sakura had to keep her distance until Angelica became stable. Saori had been a phantom since the end of their earlier session. Angelica... was still groaning that extended 'no' each time her name was called. Kazu's list of options was becoming shorter and shorter, but... ah! Angelica was in the company of another girl, wasn't she? The white-haired girl from Miko's friend group was around. As he recalled, each of them showed some level of interest. Maybe... just maybe, he could successfully shoot the proverbial shot. With that in mind, Kazu carefully pulled himself away from the unconscious pink-haired lass, making his way toward the kitchen. Once there, he would be leaning around the doorframe, looking no worse for wear apart from the full nudity. "What about... Shirogane, was it? I've got way too much energy to burn off. So... if there's any interest. . ."

A pair was settling in on a tour bus and a trio were on a ten minute cab ride back to their shared dwelling. While the oddities of Miko were being considered by Takao, Miko was considering her own strangeness as well, after a few words from Kaguya and Ai about the nature of her blindness. Whatever came of those conversations, they had ten minutes to fully get through all the details.

All the while, Hiroshi was busy being as alien as possible in a situation that Rita herself found just as strange. Her desire to understand how he was hiding his manhood was immediately answered in the most neutral and scientific way possible. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, her brows furrowing gently soon after. "Sou ka, that's weird. I didn't actually expect an answer, I like it though..." she said. It was odd to have a curiosity answered, especially by the man who was having his dick touched. It was almost a foreign concept to her enough that it needed a proper explanation... "Rather, I didn't expect a man to be capable of answering a question while his dick was involved," she said noting the oddity but somehow appreciating it. Maybe something had happened while she was in a relationship. Maybe men had changed... that was something she'd have to take up with the group of women she normally spoke to... whenever that happened. Speaking of, there was a rather logical answer being given about that joke concerning phoning a friend. "Wow..." she murmured as she shifted his pants downward from his hips, since after examining his shaft from the outside she really needed a full three-dimensional view. "That sounded so logical. I was joking for the most part... well a younger me would have likely had a friend on standby, but... not the point. You didn't even take the normal way of like asking to see a picture or something like that... and there was another of those compliments. This is so surreal... and so is this," she mentioned while looking directly at his now exposed phallus having pulling his pants down and aptly aimed herself away from it, lest something that big lead to her being knocked unconscious.

Speaking of being knocked unconscious with Chika down and Angelica still saying 'noooo' Kazuhiko was left with one option. He remembered the surname of Kei which surprised her just a bit. Her eyes holding a great deal of panic as she looked towards Angelica she was practically begging with her eyes for the girl to not throw her in. She mouthed gently, 'Tasukette!' still the bravest face was put on as she went to speak. And for her part in this, Angelica got to see in third person the act of false bravado provided by a human. "Oh? You remembered my name, good good. Would have been disappointing otherwise..." she said as if nothing was amiss. Still her forehead was creased as she threw together a quick way of keeping her place but also of keeping her non-committal for a few moments longer. "I am not uninterested but... we're in the middle of a match. I can't go abandoning that 'cause, Chi-sen fried her brains already!" she proclaimed. Angelica looked at her a small smile quivering onto her lips. This must have been how Jeanne felt watching her stumble through early conversations. Well, in the here and now Angelica was the big sis, she supposed this fell to her. But she would wait, see how this one did on her own first and only step in if she actually needed back up. That concert should have been over more than an hour and half ago. Surely it wouldn't be much longer before the return of the other girls. The additive of a match could put the lad at bay and keep him from starting something up for a few minutes longer. 'Hmph, I did it!' she thought to herself, surely that would keep everything the same for a few more minutes.

Of all the things to not anticipate, Rita did not expect an answer to her question. To Hiroshi, it seemed more directed than mere musing, so providing an answer was second nature. Why she expected otherwise was strange to him. "If a question is presented and I have the answer, it is only right that I answer to the best of my ability. If doing so opens a discussion, we both have the potential to learn from it," he stated plainly. Ah, but Rita claimed her surprise was due to the fact that his dick was involved. Hiroshi supposed there was some logic to be found in that. "Ah. I've been quite rude then, haven't I? Rest assured, the fact that my mind remains alert is not indicative of any disinterest. I am just in a curious state at the moment. This approach you have is new to me, so it is worth much interest and observation. I have little choice but to wonder what your intentions and desires are as we move forward," he declared. Everything Rita said and did was interesting thus far, from the way she slid down his pants to the way she addressed the involvement of another party. "Sou ka. I thought you were taking it into consideration seriously. As for pictures, I would have no need. For someone to be closely bonded to you enough that they would come to mind in these moments, their quality couldn't be lower than yours, if by much at all. As that is the case, I could expect greatness from anyone you thought worthwhile. If you will indulge me a bit of arrogance, I believed a second person of your caliber would even the scales and allow me freer reign. Of course, that isn't to say I believe anything short of stellar will come from your performance," he continued to ramble.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was confronted by a very familiar sight from a less familiar face. Kei responded to the memory of his name with sheer haughtiness, but... something felt a little off about it. Kazu couldn't quite place what that was yet, given his state at the time. No matter. An interest was expressed, but she allegedly wanted to avoid abandoning the current card game match. Kazu couldn't argue against that ─ he wouldn't. Ah, but perhaps Kei wasn't as successful at diverting attention, as perhaps she believed. "That's fine. I'm glad to see people enjoying the game. If you're interested, though, well... it's a lot I'm asking. I've got no problem hopping under the table and doing you a favor until the match is over. Actually, Ang, that same offer goes for you. I'll do just about anything at this point," he stated, willing to completely offer services until relief could come his way if necessary.

As all things with Hiroshi went, there was a very logical explanation to Rita about why he answered her question. And it was simply because he had an answer to give, this man seemed by all approximations to be the type who would talk no matter what, and according to himself did so in the pure hopes of learning something. "That is probably the most earnest reason I have ever heard for answering questions," she mused. That was the type of thing one expected of the parents of small children, not between two adults having what should be a pre-coital conversation. Even so, she couldn't say having such a strange curiosity answered was a mood dampener or anything of the sort... no, instead it was something that seemed to feed into the level of comfort she was currently experiencing. And then it was right back to compliments. According to Hiroshi his mind couldn't be altered which was fine, but he had faith in her abilities and it was no negative to her that he could retain his normalcy even in intimacy. "It's not rude. In truth I was just wondering if not being out in the world for so long had just changed a lot of things... but if it's just how you are, I don't see a problem. As for my desires, I think they are pretty simple, I haven't done this in a while and I am in need of a bit of touch and intimacy to get back into the swing of things..." she said of his oddities. as well as her own desires, which continued to be rather bluntly articulated. In fact, it'd likely be good for figuring out if she'd actually lost her touch in this six month dry spell. But that wouldn't be all. Though she was joking it seemed that Hiroshi would be fine with an addition, even without knowing what another individual looked like claiming that the quality had to be similar to that of Rita herself and thus was worthwhile. Even though he was also confident she could pull it off on her own. Just the same with his manhood out and his pants now falling away from his waist, she figured he'd need to be naked as well. aiming to help him out of his shirts and the like as well. "You do wonders for a girl's self-esteem. I would say I don't need that kind of boost, but even if you didn't mean to, I can't help but enjoy it," she said smiling from a point of genuine happiness.

At the same time, Angelica was looking into the mirror of haughty behavior which was much like her own in an earlier time but also a bit different. Shirogane Kei, was an interesting girl, full of strategy and long games by virtue of her deck choices, but not really prepared for the randomness of others. She was easily flustered and didn't expect things to go off the rails as often as they did. Case in point... the niceness of Kazuhiko was being exploited. Giving her a chance to wait for her reinforcements. And the plan itself was rather solid as... he enjoyed seeing people enjoy the game and was okay with them finishing the next round. Of course, as the girls gathered their cards and began to shuffle, a different sort of offer was made as well. An offer of service as they played to either of them, as he was simply just really wound up. "HOW CAN ANYBODY BE THAT HORNY?!" Kei snapped only to cough and gently cover herself. "Humph, I mean... of course, I couldn't take you up on an offer like that. I have to offer my full concentration to the game in front of me," she claimed while blushing heartily. "Though if you wanted something like that Ruri-nee I wouldn't be one to stop you..." she claimed quickly. Ah, but Angelica was all over the place and her own moods were teasing as well. "Oh? Chuck is pretty good at it, but I'm still feeling it from before. I need more time..." she said seeming to think it over. "Though if someone was going to be worried about the mental toll, it should probably be me... given I've already lost..." she said a small smirk coming to her face. "Oh, no. See, you are definitely better prepared than you think, and with all extra imagination that comes from the end you could definitely use it to pull some kick ass strategy. I'm giving you this handicap for the good of all..." Kei added, that haughtiness reaching new heights as she covered her own fearfulness with maximum bravado. Obviously, stalling was what Kei could be called best at.

Though he assumed rudeness had been allowed to escape his mouth, Rita claimed Hiroshi did no such thing. Her words were more curious than anything else. Nothing had truly changed, but Hiroshi knew nothing of that. What he did know, was how strange he had to be in comparison to these humans... for so many reasons. "Understandable, I suppose. If what you require is a more intimate approach, it seems you've made the right choice. That sort of thing is more up my alley at this age," he said. As the elf Ailen, he'd been quite the rambunctious youth learning from his mentor. That, however, was several human lifetimes ago. A few resurgences had been brought about recently, but he still often took a more relaxed approach to all things now. Of course, there were always exceptions to be made. One such exception was the willingness to involve a third person, though that was apparently unnecessary as Rita had no such intentions. As she began the process of pulling at his shirt, Hiroshi decided it was nigh time to do his part. One arm stretched downward to grasp at her shirt from the bottom, where he'd aim to lift slowly and carefully while being stripped of his other arm's sleeve. One way or another, this would be an undertaking.

Speaking of undertakings, Kazu was not having much luck. Before anything else, Kei decided upon an outburst in which she questioned his arousal. Frankly, Kazu couldn't fully explain it if he tried. He would, however, try. "Because dumb magic stuff, and everybody around me is for some reason a ten out of ten with very different appeal points! It's like an endless adventure of... well, sex! Dealing with all of you lot, I'm just rock hard all the time now with all this extra mana!" he explained to the best of his ability. Neither Kei nor Angelica would be receiving favors, it seemed. Kazu's limited options had been reduced to a whopping zero, by his count. "Chikusho!" he groaned. Exasperated, Kazu flung himself into the kitchen, fully erect and without concern. "Fine, fine! If nobody wants in, can I just watch you guys play? Maybe that'll give me a chance to calm down," he requested. Kei wasn't fully out of the proverbial ball park yet, of course. Without much thought, Kazu was bringing himself and his stiff tool to her side of the table, where he had little choice but to sit well within arms' reach.

A very clear bit of communication occurred and Rita couldn't have been more pleased about Hiroshi's response. Of course, it was quite odd that he was okay with how very frank she was, usually there was a certain personality trait shared by people who enjoyed her bluntness. "Yeah, this choice was made semi-logically~" she agreed. To be honest, she'd been propositioned a few times in the last couple of days, technically, but this one she decided on herself felt like the best option. A man who suited her tastes, who could give her honest opinions, who wasn't a homicidal maniac nor an underaged boy. Yes, all could be put together into a good time of appropriate mental fortitude. And so it began properly with two people disrobing each other and oddly enough, in shifts. A gentle lift of her own shirt between removing his arms from his sleeves was something which would happen. Despite the initial aggressiveness, this was a rather slow and admittedly relaxed process. Underneath her shirt was a lacy strapless bra and beneath her skirt the matching thong panties in black. One other thing that might become a thing of interest was the large tattoo on her outer left thigh which looked like a tribal rose with thorny lines through it.

Moving on from this, Kei expected many things, but an honest explanation for the horniness of Kazuhiko wasn't among them. It wasn't as if she was unused to the 'average' male explanation. She did have an older brother who was 'normal' as the world understood it, and she saw him as stupid. At the same time, Kazuhiko explained himself and complimented everyone in the group without hesitation, so quickly and openly that Kei was completely caught off guard. Her lip quivered, her face flushed intensely and her eyes returned her cards as she legitimately cried internally. "WHAT?!" she then immediately coughed. "I mean, I guess... that amount of honesty is acceptable. Though you could have held back some!" she said not even sure how to reply. 'He claimed we're all 10s so he means me too! He can't be this nice, it's so fucking weird!' she thought immediately. 'Why didn't Mi-sen tell us!' she thought immediately. All the while Angelica watched as Kei panicked with a bit of interest. "Guess I'm going first..." she said as if there was an agreement. "Of course you can watch, and see how good we've gotten!" Kei said earnestly. "Yeah, Chuck, relax... " Angelica said as she looked over her hand. Though she quickly noted the skittishness of Kei about the entire situation, she'd almost think the girl was a virgin based on the way she was avoiding looking at Kazuhiko's erection. Obviously Angelica had no care about his nudity nor did Kazuhiko himself, but it was noted, and Kei was... internally terrified. 'Don't look!' she thought, closing her eyes, perhaps it would seem like she was strategizing? Yes, she could hope for that sort of outcome.

Whatever logic Rita applied to her choice was a mystery, though Hiroshi could see some possibilities. By his approximation, someone of her stature should be receiving a minimum of two or three propositions a day on average, in this world or the next. Those sorts of things from humans tended to come with a need for selectivity. Hiroshi would take this selection with honors and savor the moment. Such was the case even with a most casual lifting of Rita's shirt, and... oh, what an interesting thing he saw beneath. He'd seen only two or three humans making the decision to adorn themselves beneath clothing, and could assume many more did the same. A new type of appeal had been found. With Rita's more mature form, and the odd lack of support straps to that bra, Hiroshi found the garment... perhaps more suited to her than others. He'd not yet seen everything, but his gaze fixed onto Rita's torso. Style aside, she clearly had enough mana in her body to cast very powerful spells, should she develop the magical knowhow. "Well, that is interesting to see. I would be willing to believe this was made exclusively for you. Moreover, this is a body type I've not seen since coming here. I may even say someone of your stature doesn't belong in this... area," he said carefully to avoid claiming Rita belonged in another world. "The idea of seeing more is intriguing, to say the least. Shall we go for more suitable positioning?"

Meanwhile, Kazu's ears were being assaulted again. Kei's outbursts were becoming a pattern. Did she think it strange that he openly acknowledged the attractiveness of everyone present? Well, he'd always been that way... but there was more. Kei claimed he could have held back with the honesty, while in truth... "I did." Indeed, rating everyone a 10/10 was just casual acknowledgement from Kazuhiko. Each of the people he spoke of had individual appeal that would rocket them beyond the scales, albeit into entirely different realms. What he didn't hold back on, was his casual approach to the pair as their game began. It seemed he could completely ignore the fact that his erection was higher than the table he sat at, reeking of almond and lychee. He didn't think hiding it or putting it away was necessary, but it seemed to almost naturally lean in Kei's direction once he sat next to her. Kazu even opened a discussion as if nothing was amiss. "Any deck changes since earlier?"

Thing seemed to have slowed down but were still progressing as Rita would have liked. Though it was quite odd to think about the logic she applied to her choices, she didn't second guess them at all. This was to her the best choice for how she currently felt, though the truth of Hiroshi's mental musings weren't something she'd be able to comment on. Whatever the case, by the time her top was off she was left with a man obviously inspecting her choice in undergarments. Once a long time ago, a friend had spoken to her of the necessity to dress to impress especially when you weren't feeling your best, and she saw the truth of it repeatedly through life. "Hm, another compliment~" she said a smile on her face as she found herself naked enough to feel slightly embarrassed. Still, there was nothing but appreciation coming from Hiroshi and as such she didn't feel negatively. "Things like that will make a girl blush, I get plenty of compliments but none like that. These are hardly made to order, there are shops dedicated to just items like these. The one here is great everyone goes there, great selection..." she claimed knowing that most men had no need of such shops but might be inclined to spend on their significant others and appreciate what was found within. "Hai hai~" she said about the proper positioning. She'd give a bit of pause to unzip her skirt and upon opening it allow it to fall around her feet revealing both a pretty lace thong with double strings and that large marking on her leg before moving to fall back first onto her bed and motioning for Hiroshi to join her. If comfort was a thing, this would surely be most comfortable for both of them.

Meanwhile, the operation for keeping herself out of Kazuhiko's direct line of fire was working for Kei... at least a little. She was managing a bit of distance and giving herself something to do with her mind, but Kazuhiko was hitting strange markers and exceeding all general expectations for the male population. Her mentor did that sort of thing for her, but she didn't expect a random teenage boy (even one who'd lived a thousand years) to not be lying or hiding something. Ah, but no, he was so honest, he even clarified that he had been holding back. He apparently had more to say but stopped it at his already outrageous statements. "That... doesn't make sense. I mean it does, but it's outrageous. What even are you?" she found herself asking with no real thoughts about getting a legitimate answer. Angelica on the other hand decided to speak about a specific thing instead, "Hai, I added the card, Preserver of Life, which seems to help against this constant milling function whenever I actually draw it," Angelica said proud of her own minor adjustments. "Yeah, that really is a good play... especially when the mill is a great card," Kei said, appreciating the change in tactics which led to a similar development. "I also added one, but I haven't drawn it in our previous match yet, so... it's a secret~" Kei mentioned, still not looking towards his cock she pointed to the third card in her hand, 'Immortal Emperor's Ashes,' which allows the sacrifice of her Servant to destroy artifacts on the field and then resummons the servants after a certain number of turns. She'd not yet gotten to try it properly but she was aiming to test it out this time.

Many discoveries had been made, and many more would be made soon enough. Rita's undergarments were not quite made for her. Alas, that hadn't been the whole meaning of Hiroshi's statement... but he couldn't specify at present. They were certainly made for her type of woman, and by Hiroshi's account, she may as well have been subject zero. "Well, I've seen these things a few times before. Perhaps you fit into its target audience perfectly? Regardless... by my experience thus far, you could easily be viewed as the template," he harped. That statement only became more prevalent when Rita agreed to repositioning, and proceeded to drop her skirt. With the full view of such a physique in his sights, Hiroshi was easily halfway to an erection by the time he reached the bed. What may have been ridiculous before, had only become more so by that time. Stranger still... was what Hiroshi saw. It took nothing for him to loom over the woman where she lay, left arm supporting his weight by her right side, while his right hand was drawn to that unusual sight ─ the tattoo on Rita's leg. Well, perhaps humans in this world called it a tattoo... but it was no such thing. That rose was a thing of magic, of a variety Hiroshi had never seen before. He couldn't resist touching it, if only to get a feel for its composition. Alas... he gleaned nothing from it. "What an interesting thing you are..." the elf in human skin muttered.

What was Kimura Kazuhiko? That may have been a question for the ages, as many had wondered over the past millennium in another world. There was always one answer ─ something he'd let himself forget until recently. "Just an adventurer who likes to see all the cool stuff. Don't think about it too much," he affirmed. With that, Kazu supposed he would be distracting his horny mind with one of his favorite things: card games. It was always good to see new players enjoying the game and tweaking their own decks. He couldn't wait to play against the lot of them, win or lose. Apparently, both girls at this table had some alterations made since he saw their decks last. Angelica had an excellent technical card to bolster defenses against control strategies, and Kei had... what was it? She didn't say, so he had to look where she pointed more directly. Ah, but doing so required a bit of leaning toward the lass ─ leaning which reangled his erection toward her side as he drew close enough to read the card. In Kazu's mind, the card was the only thing of importance here. It seemed to be the perfect counter strategy against Angelica's addition. This girl was going to be a monstrous player. "Eh? Those are some good strategies on both sides. I'm not sure if I fully explained side-decking, but you're allowed a certain number of cards to swap out between rounds of a match. You could both maybe use those to fit in some extra copies of important strategies, or even searcher cards to help you get to them in tough matchups like this. That'll only matter in official matches though," he explained nonchalantly, seemingly ignorant to his own dick pressing against someone's side at the time.

Rita according to Hiroshi hit the target audience of the undergarments she wore perfectly. A little smirk came to her face as she thought about that sentence. "You really are great for a girl's self-esteem~" she claimed. She was human enough to know that most times things like what she wore now, were advertised for much fitter bodies than her own. Supermodels weren't just curvy women who lived in small towns and would have been considered fat by the masses. Ah, but that didn't truly matter, as Rita look her place on the bed she'd find herself being examined more thoroughly with a near giant man looming over her. "I am not the biggest person but I feel small today~" she claimed while thinking it over and enjoying the sensation of being a small and loomed over, perhaps something else that she had in common with a certain member of her family. Soon enough his attention was drawn down to the tattoo on her thigh, a mark which seemed to elicit a certain response from the tall man which made Rita chuckle as she looked down the length of both their bodies. His touch upon that mark made the woman squirm just a bit, but that could have been a simple matter of sensation or perhaps something a bit deeper and less understood. "It's just a souvenir from my wild youth..." she mused. "Though I still don't remember getting it. Apparently, I don't often get blackout drunk, but when I do, I make-out with bouncers and get tattoos~" she explained as her fingers traced the lines of his shoulders down his fore. He was surprisingly fit, she decided. There was something exciting about the idea of this man appreciating her form and even being so interested in little things like tattoos and other such things.

There was something that Kazuhiko would always say, something that even Angelica had heard before though not so much in recent times. It was good that when faced with a question of his existence he came back to the point. "Ah? You're still saying that? It's been a thousand years, Chuck," Angelica said, but even though the words sounded terse there was a smile on her face. She liked his consistency. Kei's eyes widened at the words he'd spoken and the confirmation of Angelica. A question she'd not expected an answer to was given and it was such an earnest thing. Kei found herself glancing over at the lad, with wide eyes, 'What? How can he be like that? Well... Ruri-nee wouldn't lie but guys usually do. And then he's a god but he's talking about just being an adventurer. He's not just talking himself up and trying to impress,' she thought. Too bad, she wouldn't be given time to process her confusion properly. As she spoke of her new strategy and managed to actually show the card she added, it would seem that Kazuhiko was a bit too close to her. He was poking her in the side with his still erect cock. A deep red flush filled her face, but his comments weren't even about that either. No, he was busy complimenting their changes in strategy and even giving more genuine advice. "TOO CLOSE!" she exclaimed pushing herself away and in the midst of her freaking out, managing to send her own chair rocking. 'Oh, this is is. I'm going to die like this...' she thought not even knowing how to react to what was happening as she didn't have the extra legs she was used to, in order to reassert ehr balance.

What Hiroshi did for someone's self-esteem, was no concern of his. As an elven teacher, he believed there was only one worthy of intentionally raising the spirits of: his apprentice. In that case, it was his self-assigned duty to nurture a soul until it flourished, and further until his own no longer did so. In this case, he was still only speaking truths as he saw them. Well... that couldn't be said of one thing, which he could not pin the truth of if he tried. The thing he observed on Rita's leg was not some souvenir, and could not be attributed to a 'wild youth' as she put it. The longer Hiroshi touched it, the stranger he felt deep within. How marvelous. Even in this world seemingly devoid of magic, one could still find great mystery. Perhaps he'd stumbled upon an ancient relic from before the time of planetary severance? None could say. He could say, however, that it remained ornamentation upon a body made to create. Hiroshi supposed he should be making some progress... but where could he start? His hand trailed up Rita's body via that same side, slowly encroaching upon her bra. However... "Perhaps this is a strange time to say, but I am not familiar with the removal of this piece here," he admitted. It didn't seem reasonable to just pull it over Rita's head; that thing surely wouldn't even slide over her chest.

Kazu didn't intend to change any time soon, whether it remained a fear or not. He was some sort of divine entity reborn of the Nexus, yes, but none of that changed what he wanted to be. Adventuring, having fun, seeing and experiencing everything possible ─ these were his desires. Even though a bit of deviance had been thrown into the mix lately, the root would not change. "It'll be ten thousand more years before I stop, Ang. You'll understand when the adventures finally start, I'm sure. So much out there is so awesome, and even if you revisit something... it could be a hundred times different from the first trip!" he rambled. Soon after, Kazu's distracted state would come to an end. Card facts and adventure musings all came to a screeching halt as Kei had an outburst... and a bit of a tumble. Well, that couldn't be allowed. Before the fall made much progress, Kazu was no longer sitting in his original place. Like a blur, he moved to the girl's other side, where he waited in crouched position with both arms outstretched. He could have used his excess of energy to do something, but second nature to Kazuhiko was physical. As such, he'd catch and carry instead of erecting a barrier or something like that. "Woah woah! What even happened?!" he asked, failing to realize his own body was involved with the situation. Damned be the fact that what jabbed at Kei's side would now be against her back.

Perhaps at some point in time, Rita would come to know of the amount of devotion and care placed into her niece by someone technically outside of their family. She'd be happy to know of it, as the girl had a very interesting set of motivations and feelings and showed some signs that Rita could see from a mile away. But for now, she was testing the waters with such an individual herself. And finding him strangely enamored with that mark on her leg, though he had nothing to say about it aside from his general interest. Perhaps tattoos like that were quite uncommon for him. What was legitimately uncommon for him though was, undoing a bra. "Really? Hm, well I suppose I could see people throwing themselves at you and stripping themselves..." she said giving it a bit of though, She'd raise herself gently and explain the situation, "It's just a clasp in the back, they get a bit more numerous the more you have to work with, but... they are pretty easy to handle with a tiny bit of practice," she mentioned. "You want me to get it, or do you want to try it yourself?" she asked honestly. Since she was leaned up she could do it herself, though she'd have to use him for a bit of leverage. He could technically do it with one hand if he had the proper dexterity though it could take a moment for him to figure it out. They were far from rushing for any reason so that was fine. The one she was wearing was three hook clasps but they could be as numerous as 7 or as few as one depending on the size of the breasts in question. Practice was always good to get in when it could be achieved.

At the same time, Kei was busy sorting through her thoughts. Kazuhiko was apparently just a really honest and nice guy. He was giving out compliments, thinking highly of girls playing strategy games and even downplaying his own existence as he saw it. His niceness and modesty simply didn't make sense, for all the males in Kei's life, she'd never encountered one like him, in her own age group, interested in her without some abject negative. How was she meant to respond? Well... Angelica wasn't so hung up over the small things. If Kazuhiko said it would be 10,000 more years and adventures made stuff this much more worth living, "Hai hai, when I finally go out tomorrow... I'm trying to have an awesome time. And I don't know, I might not ever stay home after that," she said with her nose turned up in the air. How would everyone like that, if she was the one to go missing. Still there was the push, the call of too close and then an impending fall. And from Angelica's perspective she saw the movement of a shadow and then a catch as a chair would have fallen and a girl hit the floor. But no noise occurred instead Kazuhiko was holding Kei and she was looking at him with his manhood against her back and her whole face a brilliant shade of red. What even happened? How could Kei explain this? He was a boy, not her perfect match just a guy, having a normal conversation with her. He wasn't lying, or trying or doing anything weird. He wasn't full of himself or overcompensating or anything and he was interested in her and too close and just being nice. He'd even managed to save her from falling and she didn't really expect anyone to just talk to her aside from her friends. And given that she was a spider and monster who couldn't talk for quite a long time it was kind of amazing that anyone was listening to her and complimenting her as she was, just her and her brain and her decisions and....

It was too much. So much in fact, that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and began to fall down her face. She couldn't stop them and when she opened her mouth only cries escaped. "It looked like she pushed too hard and fell but I don't know why she's crying," Angelica said quickly. Such would be the scene that Kazuhiko and Angelica were left to deal with as a gentle call came forth. "Tadaima~" called Kaguya as she, Miko and Ai entered the front door after the concert. They looked over to see, Chika naked, leg twitching atop a strange table which hadn't been there before. Her eyes swirling, her bow wilted, mumbling nonsense and Miko's ears were immediately accosted by the cries of Kei. "Hm, that's an interesting sound after so long," she thought gently as Ai handed over the case with her piano and Kaguya dropped shopping bags so that they could figure out exactly what had happened.

It wasn't necessarily the case that women threw themselves at Hiroshi and took care of their own garments, so much as it was a lack of such clothing from the start of any encounter. On the other hand, he had seen one or two women who were quick to begin disrobing themselves in this world, for whatever reason they did so while pretending it was an accident. Regardless, he now had Rita explaining how the article worked while lifting herself to leave an opening. She could deal with it herself, or he could do so. Of course he was going to take matters into his own hands. He saw only three connections between sides ─ something he could manage with only two fingers and a thumb. As such, he reached even higher. Hiroshi's thumb sank slightly into one side of the bra while his fore and middle fingers pinched the other. One, two, three clasps were separated in quick succession with no difficulty whatsoever. He'd be seeing a full release of Rita's upper half in mere moments, all after some simple commentary. "Hmm. Understood. I suppose that is far better than anything I was thinking. Let's see what other secrets can be discovered today, shall we?"

Ah, but Hiroshi wasn't the only one finding secrets. Kazu's night was soon to take a drastic turn. Angelica spoke of taking those first steps outside and perhaps never returning home. He would have said something about going on an endless journey that involved no official home. He would have commented on the appeal of the wanderer's lifestyle, and how he'd sampled it many times for years each time. He would have said anything, but... then there was the sudden tumble of Kei that had to be addressed posthaste. Mostly, Kazu wanted to know what was even happening to cause this situation. If something was his doing, he'd surely work toward righting it... but that wouldn't be the case. Shortly after being questioned, the red-faced, white-haired girl burst into the most confusing fit of tears he'd seen in decades. Angelica didn't know why she was crying. Kazu didn't know why she was crying. Perhaps the world itself didn't even have an answer, but that had become the more important thing here. "Uh─! I've got no idea what to do here! Are you hurt?" he questioned rapidly as other voices could be heard nearby. Finally, the others had returned from that concert... with interesting, if not terrible, timing. Perhaps they could help, or perhaps this situation would look far worse than it was. Either way, his erection was rapidly fading as priorities shifted.

Rita was more than prepared to undo her own bra. It wasn't uncommon for it to be a point of difficulty or pride to be able to take one off without a hitch. In this very moment though, it would be... Hiroshi, deciding to undo the bra himself. Just a two fingers and a thumb and after the explanation she found herself with her bosom bounding free of its previous prison. "Oh? That was swift and efficient~" she praised. In truth that was usually something she didn't expect, and with the freedom of her chest there wasn't anything stopping them from progressing a bit further. Apparently, it was much less stressful than even Hiroshi thought it would be initially. She'd move up a bit and peck the lips of Hiroshi, simply because it was something worth doing in the moment. "I don't know how many secrets are left but... sounds like fun to me~" she expressed in the moment. With his frame still looming over her she had every reason to believe this man would be doing something quite interesting rather soon. That being said she wouldn't be stopping the physical contact between them and would be instead reaching for his manhood and performing her own sort of inspection with a few stroking motions with firm wrist and light fingers to help him along the way.

Meanwhile, both Kazuhiko and Angelica were at a loss and Kei wasn't able to put her thoughts together enough to express herself. Her tears weren't sad tears, she was simply overwhelmed. This was way more than she bargained for, not physically but mentally. "Don't look at me, I don't make girls cry, Chuck!" Angelica asserted, being little to no help in the situation of a crying girl for obvious reasons. At the same time, Kei was asked if she was hurt, and while the answer was no... when she opened her mouth she was still only crying. She managed to shake her head, but she had to close her eyes. This was quite embarrassing overall. Meanwhile, the entrance of the three girls would be gently paused within the living room. Obviously they couldn't leave Chika splayed out on a table, twitching and murmuring incoherently. "Should we move Chi-tan?" asked Ai who was ready to help. "Yeah, it'll be easier to deal with Kei afterwards, besides she'll need a minute to calm down anyway..." mentioned Kaguya who grabbed Chika by her twitchy leg's ankle and Ai picked her up by her arms. Miko joined them walking over and peeling back one of the futon's covers and allowing Chika to be gently placed within and then, dutifully tucked her in. "Chika no here. Chika gone... it was so much..." she murmured softly. "Yeah, I know... I know... do you want something to eat, or some water?" asked Miko, while Kaguya and Ai headed for the kitchen."Umhm..." she said about the water, though she'd already shaken her head no to food. "Hai hai, I'll be right back," Miko said as she picked up her case and joined the others. "Oya? When I heard crying this wasn't what I expected to see," Kaguya said as they walked towards the kitchen to see Kazuhiko, nude with his erection less erect than it'd been in hours. And he was holding a crying Kei with a confused Angelica just sitting at the table, cards still there and a hand basically clutched to Kei's chest as well.

In a discussion about dexterity, elves tended to be somewhere in the vicinity of top brass at all times. Hiroshi therefore imagined he would never have an issue disrobing another person, especially given the clothes he normally preferred wearing. In present company, he chose to take a more modest approach than his kind normally would. "I believe I am quite capable with my hands. I need only be shown the way to something on rare occasion, and the rest is easily done," he proclaimed. Speaking of showing hands, it seemed Rita was showing hers toward his shaft, while Hiroshi's eyes followed the shift of her recently-freed breasts. Such quantity was more than he'd come to expect in this world, but given the magical seal he'd seen and felt on her leg... it wasn't much of a surprise anymore. Still, he had to study this woman just as he studied her niece. A body so ripe with mana would be capable of producing it in his home world. With that in mind, her stroking motion was met by an inward lean ─ one which landed the woman's left teat between pursed and suckling lips. The secret he sought now was one of Rita's ability to offer mana. All the while, her busy hand would find quick growth and firmness under its palm. Hiroshi hardly required physical stimulation, but even he found readiness approaching more rapidly with a practiced hand applied. How surprising.

Meanwhile, Angelica proved about as useful as a modern day dictionary in Latin. While Kazu freaked out over the suddenly crying girl, Angelica only claimed she didn't make girls cry. "Very helpful, Ang! I didn't do it on purpose ─ whatever it is!" he snapped back. Nothing was coming out of Kei's mouth to say what, why or how. Kazuhiko was officially at a loss, and could only assume he was to blame for being in such close, likely unwanted contact. She did yell 'too close' before all of this. Perhaps letting go would stop the waterworks. "Alright, easy... I'm gonna put you down, okay?" he questioned while shuffling toward the chair Kei previously occupied. During that time, Kaguya made her way into the kitchen. Yet another statement of zero helpfulness was made. This time, Kazu at least figured someone who knew the lass could be of use. "Not what it looks like, no idea what happened! Can you just... uh... here!" With that said, it seemed Kazu fully intended to put the white-haired girl girl in the care of her own friend. Obviously some distance was required while he figured out what had even been done. Ah... maybe he should have put his cock away before getting so close. She'd spoken of 'interest' earlier, but he didn't have to be such a carefree louse after hearing it. Human thoughts ─ Kazu figured it was time to have more of those again.

The capabilities of Hiroshi weren't going to be questioned by Rita. Why would they? She'd seen him aptly multitasking and the like before now. And that little maneuver with her bra let her know all she needed to know about his ability to use his hands. "I also believe that from you... feel free to use those hands of yours on me, as you like~" she said bluntly. Well, she did already admit to lacking tact for certain things such was simply her nature, she was far too mature to shy away from it. Speaking of things not to be shy about, it seemed that Hiroshi had taken to a bit of breast stimulation upon seeing hers. Such was pretty normal in Rita's experience, men always seemed to want to put their mouths on breasts if they were present. She never minded this as it always provided some extra stimulation and on some rare occasions even felt more amazing than normal. This occasion would be the latter, as she squirmed and found her loins easily slickening. Ah, but much like other times she had to be drunk or something, surely the feeling of fluid escaping her nipple was some oddity of sensation. Still, Hiroshi would find himself with the hint of sweet osmanthus in his mouth as well as alcohol. All the while the movements of her hands continued as she found herself amused by her retained skill.

Meanwhile, Angelica and Kazuhiko sounded like a couple of fresh parents unable to console a crying child. It was obvious why one of them was so completely out of the know, the pair would have been comical to Kei, if she'd not been the one crying. "No sarcasm from you. This amount of people stuff is way outside of my understanding, Mister 30 Year Adventure!" Angelica returned with swiftness. He was by her approximation the people person, his lack of understanding here made less sense. Luckily for them it would seem that they weren't alone in the house anymore and someone was coming to save them. "Hyu..." a small hiccup escaped Kei as she tried but still couldn't get her words out. Damn, her emotional immaturity. Once again she was back in a chair and Kazuhiko seemed to be scrambling away from her, such things happened from time to time, and she hadn't intended to show so many people, this part of her weakness. "Honestly this looks hilarious to me~" Kaguya teased gently. "But yeah, don't worry..." Kaguya said knowing that something was about to happen. Miko walked up behind Kei in her chair poking one of her cheeks. "I know I said I missed you guys, but I didn't expect to have my ears assaulted by a crybaby after only a couple of hours~" Miko said seeming to antagonize the girl who was still in tears. She was taking multiple short breaths soon after but it was in anger but that was okay. "Mi-tan, don't antagonize Kei-tan," Ai said before greeting the rest. Kaguya snickered, "Ai-nee you know better than that~" Kaguya claimed. All the while Angelica was now watching. The approach Miko was taking seemed to be exactly opposite of what it should be for getting someone to stop crying but... the noise level of the room had decreased.

Hiroshi was urged to use his hands as he pleased, specifically on Rita. He didn't consider that a tactless suggestion, but instead fully acceptable guidance or... even a request. "Hai. I'll be sure to take advantage of your offer," the male stated. With that, his study continued. He had to know if mana could be produced similarly by one who never visited the more magical world of Alaya, and lo... it was. The liquid gracing his tongue had a distinct flavor, though it remained an undertone just as Hiroshi experienced before. This world just didn't have enough ambient mana, he supposed... though the trace was somehow more noticeable than it had been with Kaguya, whose magic was quite powerful before returning to Gaia. How strange. Well, he'd keep partaking regardless. All the while, Hiruko finally moved the hand he'd been using for support. Long fingers trailed their way down Rita's body, starting at one shoulder and taking the extra time to accost her other breast before journeying further downward. Those fingers would soon enough be found in the space betwixt her legs, rubbing up the inner thigh until finding hot, damp fabric to press against.

All the while, Kazu found he would rather press himself into a corner. Now that the others had returned, he could at least distance himself from a situation whose cause he'd yet to figure out. Where all else failed, Kazu began going down the list of potential causes. At the very top, of course, was his current state. Kaguya seemed prepared to handle things. Moreover, both Miko and Ai had arrived as well, so all should be fine. "Alright, cool. I'm gonna... go this way," he said sheepishly. With that, Kazu slowly but hurriedly backed away to find his pants... and probably a shirt as well, given how extreme that freak-out seemed.

Hiroshi and Rita were fully headed towards a certain activity, but they were taking a slow route. A hand on firm member, a mouth on a nipple and then even the suggestion of what he could do with his own hands was taken. Had she meant her words as an offer? Well yes, mostly she wanted to skip over any potential miscommunication about what she was and wasn't willing to allow someone else to do to her form. That strange sensation of her breasts was one she always enjoyed so she didn't bother thinking about it too much and beyond that point squirmed even more. It'd only become more intense as his nimble fingers made their way towards her sex, touching her thigh all the way until making way towards her undergarment. She'd feel pressure and the sensation of fabric and she moaned just a little. It'd been so long since someone not herself touched her. She found herself anxious and content. What a strange mix of emotions to feel, but she wanted to feel more and she could temporarily use her hands to do so. Allowing a thumb to graze his glans before she continued to stroke. There was so much more to this than she remembered. A few months wasn't so long as to forget what sex was like, but she was far enough displaced to know she'd been missing out even while being married.

Speaking of missing out, everyone present seemed to not be understanding whatever was making Kei cry. That being said, her own original friends seemed to be less concerned with the outburst than the two newer additions to their group. While Angelica observed a group of girls in their natural habitat, Kazuhiko sheepishly walked off. It seemed some sort of communication issue was upon that pair, and Miko for all the time she'd known Kazuhiko as Charlemagne understood at least part of this equation. And Ai watched as the two youngest of their group fell into their more 'standard' dynamic. "Yeah, I know, but if it gets too far out of hand who is going to separate them?" Ai wondered. "Iia, I don't think it's going to get that far, Mi-chan won't let go of that piano," Kaguya mentioned. "I can hear you both, which is surprising, given how much she's crying..." Miko said almost curtly. What a strange dynamic. At the same time Kei was still hiccupping but her words were starting to form, "Hu...I... It....You... didn't warm me!" she exclaimed pointing an accusatory finger at Miko and then hopping up from her chair to hug Kaguya like she thought she was the last solid thing in the world. "You're blaming me? I wasn't even here... I introduced you to one of my favorite people in any world and you're in tears!" Miko said. "The nerve of you to go full crybaby at a time like this..." Miko managed while staring at Kei directly. "I... well... it's... you're..." several words but none of them lead towards anything fruitful. At the very least, the massive cries had stopped and only soft murmurings were happening. Which was great for everyone present as regular thinking could occur. While Kazuhiko was elsewhere looking for clothes Kei was rubbing her face in Kaguya's shirt willing tears to stop flowing so she could finally speak properly. No way was she going to let Miko get away with calling her a crybaby three times unchallenged.

While Hiroshi worked to learn what this flavor was, he also went about dampening a couple of his fingers against Rita's undergarments. He had no other human experiences to speak of in this world, so he couldn't say with certainty that she achieved preparation as a magical woman would. That was a thought to keep in mind for later. For now though, he thought progression was of utmost interest. His middle finger hooked beneath fabric, tugging it aside with ease. Only a moment later, that same finger moved inward to, as one could say, test the waters directly. All the while, it seemed his hips were beginning to develop a mind of their own, as shallow thrusts were made against Rita's hand. Hiroshi remained composed, but a soul once activated had its own agenda.

Kazuhiko would have nothing to do with the meeting of girls happening in the kitchen. From the sound of things, the others were already solving the crying problem at hand. Good. Whatever blame he had was something to figure out in time. First, he'd find that magic pair of trousers that could keep his groin properly hidden. 'Too much Nexus brain. Too much dealing with goddesses. Why did I think it was a good idea to even walk into the room naked? Not cool!' he ranted within his own mind. Well, he managed to find and slip into that pair of pants at least. For now, Kazu would be leaving matters with Kei alone. It wouldn't be worthwhile to risk making the situation worse before even figuring it out, so... distant observation and an offering of breathing room would be the route he took.

Hiroshi was seemingly keen on his exploration. At the very least he didn't shy away from the foreplay, that part was always a bit of an annoyance from her own memories. Still his fingers slipped around that wet fabric a bit before deftly moving it aside. Whatever obsession he'd developed with that nipple of hers, she'd allow him to continue to indulge. In fact, she was doing nothing but squirming beneath him while moving her own hand. There was soon help though, in the form of shallow thrusts performed by Hiroshi's hips, interesting, she didn't remember someone reacting this way to a pre-sex old fashioned. As such she'd continue, only experiencing a hiccup with bare finger met with her folds for the first time. It moved inward naturally and her own hips shifted toward it, encouraging that dive a bit deeper. Her own hands were small, she could only reach so far, it never felt like enough anymore. Even just this would be delightful. "Umphf~" that little sound slipped from between her lips. All the while, other moments were slipping away.

Kazuhiko was allowed some moments of quiet contemplation, at the same time, the girls in the kitchen were busy consoling Kei. Angelica seemed the most confused about this and felt the need to question what had happened. "Am I not really a girl for not getting this? I don't have any idea what just happened... is stopping crying by being mean a skill?" she asked, which made Kaguya and Ai laugh. "Iia, not a skill... Mi-chan and Kei-chan have an aggressive friendship. You know, since Kei-chan replaced Mi-chan as the baby of our group~" she said explained of the situation. "Oh," she said wondering if more clarity was coming and it was. As Miko moved to the other side of the kitchen to actually get that water for Chika who was still swirling out of her brain. She was up on her tiptoes reaching. And Kei while drying her face huffed. "Wearing heels and still too short to reach, the nerve of a midget to comment on my emotions, hmph!" she said bravado returning. "Oh, sentences, I'm shaking..." Miko managed as a plastic cup fell towards the counter and was caught by her soon after. "Oya? You gonna immediately attack? Don't want to spend a few more seconds licking your wounds and thinking of how to explain that outburst?" Kaguya asked the girl who had pulled away from her after leaving her shirt covered in tears. "Mi-sen's sus. She didn't say he was too nice and honest and so.... I just kinda slipped I couldn't get the sentences out. Let's see how you talk after being a spider for ages!" she clarified without any real details. Miko filled a that cup with water and retrieved a straw for it while trying to think about why Kei might have thought Kazuhiko was too nice. "Oh great, I'm sus now, a crybaby is self-reporting..." Miko concluded, moving back towards the living room to give Chika her water and check on Kazuhiko as well.

These moments were always such interesting cycles. Hiroshi always found it worthwhile to observe how one could take a step forward, and another could do the same. The journey two bodies could go on would be likened to climbing a grand staircase ─ one foot climbing upwards simply because the other did so just before. Two steps were recently taken, so it now fell upon Hiroshi to take the third. There were two busy hands and one busy mouth, the latter soon to abandon its latch. With a sample of Rita's mana dripping from his lip, Hiroshi rose toward her face. Meanwhile, that finger of his curled as it delved deeper still into her canal. "This adjustment seems like one much earlier in life than it should. I assume this is cause for additional care?" he wondered aloud while staring blankly into Rita's face.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was taking special care of his own ─ care to avoid one Shirogane Kei for the foreseeable future. Pants on, he grabbed that same shirt from earlier, realizing he'd have to do something about clothing at some point. Perhaps he'd do something about that now, while there was time. 'Oh, right ─ no money. Maybe I should play an ante match? Shop's closed by now, so I guess that's a morning thing. I should probably just go for a walk or something,' he thought while aiming to take leave for a bit. Ah, but he'd first have to move suddenly once more ─ specifically to avoid running into Miko along the way. "Whoops! Gomen. I'm just gonna uh... step out for some air. If anyone's looking for me, I'll be back around curfew."

In truth, it'd been a while since Rita had experienced such a smooth amount of progression. It was quite nice to feel like her movements and desires were being reciprocated, and in turn she found herself easily progressing as well. Though her hands remained busy those small sounds escaping her were becoming more frequently. And it seemed that Hiroshi would be abandoning her bosom to speak as a finger curled within her person, brushing against the perfect spot to leave her squirming and her nether twitching against him urging continuance. Obviously, when he moved his head to speak there was something leaking from his mouth... it could have just been drool, she was prone to that sort of thing too... from time to time. "Hm? Ah... cause for additional care... no, I doubt that is necessary for you. I did adjust to doing this like this but that was more an adjustment to make sure I don't go to sleep frustrated," she stated still bluntly. "Progress is fine though, I don't feel like I'll have much to worry about. Don't let that stop you though, I do quite like this and I can never actually do it this well myself~" she admitted, her hips finding themselves moving against that finger as she pulsed and pulsed that ever present pressure building even against a finger with longer reach than her own.

As Kazuhiko thought through his eventual plan for the day, Miko was almost run into she found herself looking at him, cup of water in one hand and piano in the other. He moved around her to not hit her and spoke on his intention of leaving and going on a walk, his plan to be back by curfew. "Those are some pretty fast movements," Miko commented while staring up at Kazuhiko. "So, by going out for some air, did you actually mean, tactically retreating from the crying princess... again?" she asked likening this to a situation that did happen a lot. If her understanding of context was right she supposed there would be a thing to do but she didn't seem to be upset at all and she wouldn't be. She'd place that cup with straw by Chika's head like one would give a hamster water and then move on. "Oh, if you want a different shirt I did bring home one from the concert for you.. Ai-sen, come here~" she chimed wanting the blonde not to miss out on her opportunity. Ai looked at the other girls and smiled, "I am gonna do a thing now. Talk her down and help her out. Oh, you guys don't know, but she was alone in that labyrinth as a spider for a long time. She only recently started talking again..." she offered in passing to everyone present. "You were a spider?" Angelica managed trying to see that in her head and not coming up with anything that made sense. While Kaguya came to understand how Kei had been the one to regress a bit. Perhaps when Miko came back they could get to the bottom of these accusations of too much niceness.

Ah, Rita understood how little preparation was required in Hiroshi's case. Contrary to the human condition, he could move straight to the main event and continue for hours upon hours. Alas, he was never one to do such things anyway. What humans called foreplay and preparation, he called the opening sequence. Touching, tasting, experiencing with one's senses were all ways to acclimate oneself to another. Even with just that finger moving within Rita's body, he was gleaning a great deal about the moments to come. Even that was excess decided upon by Hiroshi, as he'd just about drank enough of her essence to gain maximum understanding. That finger was something appreciated by Rita either way, so he did not extract it. "If it is pleasant for you, I should of course continue regardless of necessity. This is an answer to your desire. Whatever you ask of me is my privilege to offer," he assured.

Kazu didn't think his movements were very quick, but he also hadn't been experiencing time properly for... ages by now. As for his intention to go out for some air, Miko called him out and claimed a tactical retreat. "Don't make it sound worse than it is! I'm just gonna give some space, and maybe be able to figure out what the hell just happened later. Besides, I haven't been out all day; I'd probably be in a better state if I stretched my legs instead of... well, you know─" he blabbered. Before he could rush off, Miko mentioned a shirt. Ah, he remembered now. She'd been talking about Dreameater merchandise before attending the concert. With one extra shirt to change into, Kazu could stretch his wardrobe for another day or two. He'd even immediately abandon the one he already had an arm through. "Oh, right! Yeah, I'll try it on now. I shouldn't be out to work up a sweat or anything," he agreed while Ai made her way toward the room. "I'm guessing Dreameater shows don't sell pants, huh? I was thinking I'll have to go earn some money of my own tomorrow. Gotta pay it all back, y'know?"

Rita was drowning in new experiences. A man taking so much of his time was quite unusual, and though she'd been honest when claiming she didn't worry about Hiroshi, she was still astounded by his candidness. Just a few words from her and he was continuing with his own methodology. He stroked her insides contributing to her own readiness and he even had something nice to say about the experience. He claimed it was his privilege to offer the answers to her desires as they cropped up. What an interesting way to phrase such a statement, "That, was so smooth for something unintentional... " she mused. Still if he was willing to be used in such a way, it was her obligation to make sure he was properly abused to the full extent of her understanding. "Still, since you're offering... I'll fully take advantage. I am also very close to the edge right now~" she murmured. So long it'd been since someone else touched her, she found her body heating up and responding quicker than she'd ever managed on her own. If this was a matter of dexterity or excitement it didn't much matter to her, as the walls of her canal convulsed repeatedly until... the break occurred. A gentle rush of fluid trickled from her into Hiroshi's hand as she reached her first orgasm in months, which wasn't a solitary experience.

While a climax was reached, the action was falling within Yuuya's small home. It would seem that Kazuhiko had something pointed to say, claiming what he was doing wasn't as bad as a tactical retreat. "I'm not making it sound worse, Charlie~ I'm telling you what it is♪~" she sang almost teasingly. Still she could respect his desire to go out and maybe try to rewrite the functionality of his brain. "I get it though, I was only teasing since I have a very distinct memory of you calling me out for being so comfortable in the carriage a few mornings ago," she mentioned. That few days seemed like all of al lifetime ago. Oh well. There were other things, like his shirt which he immediately removed again. Always one to keep with herself, Miko went over to the dropped bags and fished out the shirt she'd purchased for Kazuhiko. It had the Dreameater's logo on it, and was skin tight and crew necked and jet-black with white and red embroidery matching his jacket. It seemed almost more like a muscle shirt than a regular t-shirt. "Good good, here you are," she said handing it over while watching Kazuhiko discard his shirt with haste. At the same time, Ai was coming in and never one to let a good sight pass her by she paused to quietly look. Miko's taste in men was apparently god-tier, Ai decided. "Pants... no they weren't selling those. I was a bit distracted though so I wasn't looking though, given how he dresses that probably wouldn't be a bad idea for you. Also you really don't have to, but I won't discourage you from being yourself," she said having such a thought tickle the deep part of her brain. Her face flushed as she stood near the case that contained one of her favorite things. "Box it," she stated, not sure why thinking about those balloon pants was bothering her so much. "You should pass that along, Mi-tan, the cosplay aspects would be worth it..." claimed Ai. "I should do that. Maybe when I go back, as a peace offering," she mused gently. Speaking of she finally made herself known she'd be stepping up beside Miko to continue their shared appraisal. "Kazu-tan, if you're going out for a bit, want to come with me? There are some things I wanna see and some I want to say that I can't share with everyone else~" she seemed pretty direct, but there was also something a little mischievous about such an approach after another girl was so recently brought to tears.

'Close to the edge' was how Hiroshi intended to keep the woman called Nara Rita, as was his duty. The inborn dexterity of an elf could not be put to shame, even if his identity of an elf was a complete mystery. Against a human, his kind would expect an absolute overwhelming experience from use of his fingers. Of course, Hiroshi cared little about upholding that standard... but a bit of that pride could never be lost entirely. Those come-hither motions would not be halted by any amount of progression, nor the clutching of digits that occurred as a result. No, he'd push through even that to find an easier journey thereafter. All the while, Hiroshi thought it a decent time to partake of Rita's mana again, right from the bosom.

Miko was quite the scamp, though she didn't often get credit for being such in Kazu's experience with her. Perhaps there was a difference between the girl and her avatar, as he'd noticed of himself in some minor ways... or perhaps it was a feature he'd just yet to see through the shier incarnation. She remembered his mention of her unexpected comfort some days before, and decided to have a bit of fun at his expense. Interesting, he thought. "Kinda weird you think that's worth it ─ especially after seeing how comfortable you got earlier today. Or... yesterday? Ugh, it's all starting to blend again," Kazu stated, rubbing his head in confusion. Time had been slipping from him repeatedly as of late, especially after reentering the Nexus. Perhaps it would all settle whenever he slowed down a bit. Regardless, he now had a shirt to throw on. "Sankusu!" he exclaimed while preparing to don the new article. He did so while Ai was entering the room... or rather, he tried to. When the blonde spoke, Kazu was found tugging that shirt over his head, only managing to have one eye visible through the neck hole. "Eh? Oh, yeah! Always good to have some company, but uh... problems first. Annie, I'm pretty sure you just handed me the wrong shirt." As he redirected his attention, Kazu caught himself in quite the predicament. It was impossible to get his head through the proper hole, mostly because one arm was trapped over his head and dangling. All the while, his other arm failed to find its destination. He tried to slip this shirt on like one that fit normally, but alas... that was never going to work.

Rita was on the receiving end of a prideful elf. Well, she didn't know that, but she did know that the man who was currently caressing her canal was far more talented with his hands than most people could be. That orgasm she experienced didn't deter this actions. No, that finger movement continued even through convulsions and the excess fluids produced by the actions. She could call herself squirming under the attention but her body wouldn't deny liking it. And it wouldn't be allowed to be all the sensations she felt either, soon enough Hiroshi was back to accosting her bosom with his mouth, which sent a jolt of sensation straight down her core. She moaned aloud as she felt that pleasantry along with the movements in her core. Steadily did her hips and hand move, like she was simply enjoying the sensation of the least invasive version of this act.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was meeting the truest form of his companion Anais. Iino Miko was a bit of a scamp and a touch sadistic. Rather, once she was teased she saw only fairness in teasing someone back and getting back the 'lick' lost. Such was why she poked fun at Kazuhiko practically running from the situation surrounding Kei. Of course, he noted the difference and spoke on it, along with the amount of time. "Again, that speaks more to everyone else than me. Also don't murder your brain trying to think about the timing..." she said about the timing issue. She finally put down the case if only to hold her hands to both sides of his face for a moment. "Relax, let your brain sort itself out," she claimed knowing the truth of such words for herself. Afterwards he was thanking her for the shirt and then aiming to put it on. Miko watched and chuckled and upon seeing the predicament, pulled out her phone, snapping a series of pictures. Of course, it didn't go quite as smoothly as he would have thought. Ai was watching the lad's rather shredded body only to see him get stuck in a t-shirt, "That's priceless..." she said. All the while, she'd been thinking any normal guy who knew they looked that good couldn't be so appreciably human. "And good good, it'd be a shame not to spend a bit of time together," Ai mentioned happily. Of course Miko would be responding soon after, "Iia, it's definitely the right size, it's a head first, then arms kind of situation. Trust me~" she claimed, making sure to snap a few more pictures. "Also you're welcome," she said as if responding to Kazuhiko's thanks but her eyes were directed at Ai who nodded her appreciation, one couldn't fault Miko. Ai would have been proud of herself too if she'd managed to put a guy like this in a super tight t-shirt. Soon she was coming over to help him raise the shirt off his arm so that he could, put it on properly. Gentle fingers touching his skin all the while.

Kazuhiko never imagined he'd have such difficulty putting on a single shirt, or any article of clothing for that matter... except pants. Even before his 'ascension' occurred, stepping into that first leg when rushing was always a colossal loss of time in the end. Ah, but that didn't matter. In this new life, he should have easily been capable of slipping into anything in the blink of an eye, not a movement wasted. Why couldn't he? Probably because this shirt was trying to become a new layer of skin. Hearing that it wasn't the wrong shirt, he became slightly confused. Why would she do that on purpose? She even seemed confident in how right the decision was, going so far as to give advice for donning it. Ah... perhaps he understood the reason. "... I'm gonna make such a rule about your wardrobe when I think of something," he threatened in a huff.

At the moment, Kazuhiko wasn't managing to fix the shirt situation. He couldn't get his head through and then proceed with the arms, because he couldn't even reestablish his position without endangering the new garment. Luckily for him, Ai wasn't a total menace ─ she offered a helping hand. Well... she helped the shirt problem at least. Those fingers gliding against his skin, whether intentional or otherwise, left him visibly twitching at the groin, even through trousers with magical concealing properties. No matter; he was still on his way out of that strange state, little by little. In due time, Kazu was even making his way through the proper holes to equip the shirt. A bit of extra effort was required to finish pulling it down, however. "Gah! Arigatou. This thing's gonna make me feel like a skin-walker. You know, without the random floppy bits. I hate those things too. . ."

Kazuhiko's clothing issues, were ones which the magical world would have let him handle with ease. On Gaia however the task of dressing seemed arduous but well worth watching at least for both of the girls involved. Miko was quite serious when she mentioned that the shirt itself was the right size. She'd not made any mistakes. The shirts sold for men were modeled after the ones worn by Dreameater himself, which were form fitting to the point of looking like the kinds of things worn to work out in. In Miko's humble opinion such was mean for one with the god body and muscles of one like Kazuhiko and lo, he came to that conclusion himself but not without having a bit to aim back at the small girl. "Oh? Are you threatening us, Charlie?~" she asked as if amused, knowing full well that him making any kind of change to her wardrobe would likely only end in him being on the receiving end of her. He could make that kind of rule if he wanted to and many forms of her would agree. "I'm sure everyone would vote with me on this one~" she said feeling rather confident in her decision still.

Ah, but at the same time, Ai was willing to at least be more helpful. "Mi-tan, you're antagonizing again," she mentioned as if this was simply something she said often to the brown haired lass. "Iia, I am doing nothing but enjoying~" Miko mentioned a few more pictures being snapped as she got to view two of her favorite people in very close proximity to each other. A picture of that would be snapped for herself along with the image of that still twitching dick which her eyes had traveled to. "I don't know about feeling like a skinwalker, but it definitely fits like a second skin," she mentioned. "And no need to thank me, helping you into it, is well worth the view~" she teased with all the maturity of her accumulated years. "Hai hai, definitely worth it," Miko agreed, while wiping away a tiny bit of drool from the corner of her mouth. The man before her looked delicious and so did her female friend if she was being honest. "Now you two go out and have fun~" she assured them, moving back towards the kitchen with the rest to help Kei and then eventually retrieve her parents from the magical world.

Strangely, Miko questioned Kazuhiko's most recent threat... specifically asking if he was threatening them. Was she perhaps speaking of herself and any Avatars she possessed? He'd assume as much. Either way, his answer would remain the same. "I don't care how the vote goes; you just wait until I think something up!" he said, doubling-down on the threat. Oh, he'd find the most embarrassing ensemble and situation ever... or maybe something else? Time would tell. For now, Kazu had little choice but to adjust to this new shirt. It did look cool, if nothing else. As another possible positive, the immediate review from both Miko and Ai implied it worked for him. "Is it cool?" he wondered, rubbing the back of his head and stretching for adjustment. "Well, if it's cool... I guess it's fine. Not like it feels bad or anything. It just feels like my normal stuff without the padding and armor," he rambled.

As Charlemagne, he'd been no stranger to clothing as tight as this. On the other hand, Kazu felt like something else should have been thrown on next. More adjustment would serve him well. In the meantime, a trip to whatever things Ai wanted to see was in order. "Alright, I think I'm good to go. Ready?" he asked, ready to slip into shoes and grab the deck box he refused to leave a building without; it was basically his sword in this world.

"We'll be waiting~" Miko said in a teasing manner. It wasn't as if she feared anything that Kazuhiko or Charlemagne would do. And it wasn't like she'd done anything outside of his normal dressing requirements in choosing a shirt for him. If nothing else, it was a bit closer to the norm she knew of him and it gave her and the other girls a reason to ogle him, so she couldn't see the harm in it. "Of course it's cool! I wouldn't have picked it up if it wasn't cool. The lack of people trusting me today is outrageous," Miko said chewing her cheek and looking a little huffy. Ai for her part in this could only chuckle, "Definitely cool... " Ai admitted. As for the lack of trust, Ai could give no real advice. Miko's motivations weren't always clear, but the results were usually spot on. Kazuhiko even admitted so himself as he claimed it felt more like h is regular gear without the padding and armor, "Of course it does, there might not be a body and style I am more familiar with than yours. Extra definition not withstanding, it's flattering, the image icon keeps attention where it needs to be but also shows off height and is plain enough not to detract from your face. It's awesome!" she added still pouting.

As Kazuhiko adjusted, Ai made sure she had her own important items. Once she was certain, she headed towards the door with a smile on her face, "Yep, I'm good to go. Bai bai~" she called out. "Ja ne, have fun," Miko called as she moved back into the house. She had some things to do, including speaking with Kei and the other girls and going to retrieve her parents from the magical world. At the same time, after they left the house, Ai was content to begin walking at a casual pace, her body headed naturally towards something she knew to be in the nearby distance. "I have a Ferris wheel I am trying to ride, but anything you're interested in seeing or doing while we're out. I wouldn't wanna monopolize our date~" Ai asked as they left. She knew about a trip to the card shop, but was aware of the magical nature of Kazuhiko right now, and thus knew he'd been quite busy interacting with others of high magical quality.

According to both Miko and Ai, the shirt was cool. With that being the case, Kazu would certainly leave it in rotation; one couldn't discredit the opinion of two knockout girls in regards to a look. Miko went further, though, speaking about a lack of trust. He wasn't distrustful at all, and that would be made clear in moments. "Well of course it's cool by itself if you picked it up; you've always made awesome choices. I was just wondering if I made it look cool on me, specifically," he specified. There would be nothing but an eye aversion and bashful rubbing of his head when Miko went into further detail about the look. Ah, but there was an escape route. Both he and Ai were ready, so on that note... he'd just take his leave. "Hai hai. Ja~"

Now then, what did Ai want to experience on this outing? A Ferris Wheel, according to the young woman herself. That had become a very rare desire. Even so, it was something Kazu could appreciate. "One of those would be awesome! I haven't seen Osaka from high up yet. I'm always down to see the best sights out there," he claimed. If they were going to a Ferris Wheel, Kazu assumed an amusement park of some sort. More was on the table, though it was apparently up to him... as Ai didn't want to monopolize their date. That was just slightly unexpected. "Date, huh? I didn't think that's what this was, but I guess it checks the boxes. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu! So, what wheel are we headed to?"

Kazuhiko had something to say, claiming that he trusted Miko's choices, but was simply seeking confirmation that he made said choices look cool. It was still utterly ridiculous to the huffy Miko, who wouldn't have offered him something she didn't think he'd look good in. Still, there was something heartwarming about the idea that he thought her choices were always awesome. "There you go again, pressing buttons," she murmured softly, looking at that face of his bashfully accepting her full tirade and then quickly running off to escape. 'Hm, I suppose those sorts of reactions are always the same.' she thought absently as her two friends left on what she knew to be a date.

Speaking of the date, Ai, had the young man outside, in clothes and walking around before admitting to her purpose in pulling him outside of the house. There was the claim that he'd not seen Osaka from high up yet, and always wanted to see the best sights, Ai could only smile, "I like the attitude. Technically and honestly speaking, I am sort of a chronic homebody. Actually, that phrasing is a bit polite, Mi-tan calls me, NEET Adult Supervision, but when my friends ask or a mood strikes, I enjoy seeing something new," she admitted of herself. She was willing to take Miko at her word, about not needing to hide herself from the boy she was hanging out with. He also took well the news of her intentions of this outing, and rolled right with it. "There is a Universal Studio's nearby... and it has, a Ferris Wheel, rollercoasters and the whole, teen romance vibe, I wouldn't mind experiencing it~" she offered honestly. She'd not gone on something more traditional as a date yet, and this was a grand opportunity. With that in mind she never stopped her movements towards that place in question and would leave herself open to questions and happy conversation as they moved, such was good for their getting to know each other, which was very much something Ai preferred to a simple sexual interaction.

Kazuhiko would continue to press buttons at every opportunity; he couldn't really help himself anymore. Ah, but there was reprieve in departure. The matter of pressing Miko's buttons would have to wait for another time, as adventure awaited... on a date, apparently. Strangely enough, Kazu's long life and plentiful sexual experiences of late did not result in more than two dates... or perhaps even one and a half, as he saw things. Maybe that was a thing to fix; maybe he could get a head start right now.

On their journey, Ai purported to be very deep into the otaku lifestyle. Adventurous as he was, Kazu couldn't fully relate... but he could understand the appeal of staying indoors, dealing with one's comforts. "Eh? I can't really understand how people can do that, but I can't judge you for it either. I'm guessing you don't really get the thrill of going everywhere and seeing everything. Old folks give members of our generation too hard a time for that. I mean, you seem to have your crap together, and... if you look at it the right way, all those same things out there in the world are also right there on a screen. I still prefer seeing them in person, but I've also developed a new thing for screen stuff which... I probably shouldn't get into the details of," he said bashfully. "Anyway! Glad to be the one along when you're deciding to go out. I'll try to make it a good experience~" he added, seeming oddly determined for the simple matter of an impromptu date.

As one situation was escaped, another was unfolding. Kazuhiko was on a walking journey with Hayasaka Ai, who was going out contrary to her own usual antics. A rather refreshing conversation was being had about the nature of her shut-in tendencies. And much like Miko had mentioned, he wasn't judgmental at all, in fact he claimed he couldn't blame her for it. He thought the previous generation might have put too much emphasis on going out and doing things, and had a hypothesis which was close enough to correct. She couldn't help responding to his words kindly. "I wouldn't say I don't like going out and doing or seeing things myself. I just need a lot more recharge time than others," she explained of herself. "The truth is, I've basically had a full time job since I was eight, so whenever I get time off, I don't ever really want to do much of anything. I lay in bed, I read and write fanfictions, and I watch those videos of people putting weird items into hydraulic presses, oh and I eat apple butter out of a jar. I basically just turn my brain off, and I don't have the energy to move my body sometimes. But everyone once in a while I go out for inspiration~" she explained of herself. "And I think I little screen time as well as unwind time is pretty healthy. No need to be too shy, I know all about how those life changing isekai adventures change your worldview. I am also a tech person, if you find yourself in need of that sort of thing~" she claimed though she could be called indolent when she wasn't working that didn't mean she found any issues with her activities.

She couldn't help but find his movements interesting as well as his quick switches in conversation. He was so young and happy, and eager to hang out that it was quite different from any experience she could have normally expected. "Thank you, to be honest... I never really expected to get this far, so I'm glad you agreed to this little outing with me," she added almost playfully. "So anything about you, aside from card games, high school and seeing cool stuff?" she asked of the lad, his interests would be necessary while she figured out what kind of date they'd be having. Amusement parks were great, and given his own nature she felt like she could rely on him to indulge her strange romantic tendencies.