Logical, but childish... that description seemed to fit Angelica quite well. The way she and Kazuhiko or Charlemagne interacted when they 'argued' was a series of back and forth until someone gave up. In most cases, Angelica was the victor but she would find something entirely different on Gaia. Actually, Kazuhiko seemed to become snarky with a bit more bite to him. He doubled down on points. "Yes, I know what I said," she repeated with an eye roll. She couldn't argue against her own interests, but somehow it felt wrong to let him be right. Miko understood how the lass felt, but it was still interesting to see from the outside perspective, especially knowing that they got along so well. Whatever the case, Miko had pointed out she was having the best time, and Angelica managed to look shocked. How did she make that look and sound so appealing? Still, she'd done the right thing and asked her to give up this part so she could have hers. And Miko had considered it, she wasn't one to get in the way of another's fun. But as she looked at Kazuhiko in that mirror she found focus. And in that focus she heard something else, while the light in her eyes shifted to deviance. 'No. We don't get off until we're ready. Assert us, make sure he comes back!' her mind screamed. That was a dark thought, but Miko knew the truth of her own darkness. She'd done something like this to herself and knew the end result was better for everyone, besides, with Kazuhiko putting in more effort she could do nothing but accept more. He'd doubled down and so would she... after all by the standards of her other selves, Angelica had cut in line already. This was fair... How fair? well, Miko would be lowering her fore a bit during those plunges. Her legs rising behind her as she balanced on her fore, as she locked her legs around his waist. "I'm better at clinging than letting go, sumimasen♪~" she mused in a teasing fashion but in this moment, she just wanted Kauzhiko buried deep within herself. Locked in and incapable of pulling out until she let him go.
Meanwhile, Soma was busy showing this little store clerk what happened when magic was allowed to thrive. In this situation she was experiencing an orgasm the likes of which she'd never been given before nor could she give herself. This would only be compounded by the actions of Soma as he pulled her hair more and shoved himself even deeper into herself. "Ahhh♥!~" she couldn't even get out any more words. Why was she being pleased like this? She didn't know, but feeling him tap against the very end of her, she couldn't help but feel like even deeper would be better. Why was that a thought, there was nothing else? Oh well... she'd call it a passionate moment and continue to enjoy it. She could also see herself in the mirror and the man behind her. Her core thumped again, "Damn that's hot..." she murmured. Maybe the people who shopped here regularly were on to something. Between the depth of penetration and the look on this man's face in the mirror and that dangerous look in his eye, she was certain she was hallucinating.
Sakura was speaking to Hiruko and hearing him actively but she was more keen on watching things pass by in the breeze. She'd been in the car with two very careful drivers and the badness of Kakihara Shota. And in none of those cases did she see them run so many red lights nor have so many close calls with other passing cars. He was practically just having a conversation with her and there were no negative draw backs. Now that she wasn't focused on sex she could feel... nothing around him. Rather, specifically there was something missing from how he interacted with life itself. "Hai, you can do what you like for me. I'm willing to accept all kinds of things from you~" she said with amusement. But now, her brain was working and he was one of the most interesting people to look at truly. When she looked at his aura it was like everything coming towards him was simply bending away. And what was he talking about now? Was he drunk last night because he could see her tan? Her eyes flickered up into the mirror and she took herself in directly. She looked more like her father who'd given her the phone she now had, but... that was a matter of magical changes if nothing else. "Sou, you probably were a little drunk. I did spent a lot of yesterday out in the sun, that sort of thing is supposed help and settle in your skin. Or at least that is what one of my dads said~" she commented almost absently. 'He can see a lot of me now... his senses have to be startlingly open. Perhaps I should ask a few more questions and find out how normal a day like today is for him...' she thought with several complex things passing through her mind at once.