[Miyabigaoka] Residental District

At the mention that his win really didn't matter, Chiyo managed to look at Shoichi as if she was confused. She also noted that his hand was still on her bottom but the Sky King used that as leverage to swing himself around her person while pulling the small girl into his body. The secondary mention that she'd be getting the parfait she'd asked for anyway, simply because it sounded good to Shoichi made the girl's eyes go wide and made her really happy. "Yeah, you did say you would. But fuck I still didn't expect it." she noted, though the Sky King generally did the things he said he would so what was not to be expected. "Yay!! Dessert anyway!" she seemed to be particularly happy and since she was being pulled into the Sky King anyways, she slipped her arms up and around his neck, leaving him to hug her by her bottom while they celebrated this apparent victory. "Also, you did that a lot faster than I thought, how'd ya' do that?" she asked wondering what it was he saw that let him know the direction she was going to travel in and thus lead to her tagging in this instance.

Since Chiyo was basically feeding into his current actions, Shoichi brought around his other hand to grab her rear as well. Thinking he was being nonchalant enough about it, he also pinched at the skirt she wore in an attempt to slowly and "sneakily" pull up her skirt until he could grab on from beneath it. All the while, he was speaking on the matter of this development. "I'm not as good at looking for body movements and shit like that. I started watching the wind, and eventually started watching the surface between your body and the air around it."

Chiyo was very close to the Sky King's person, and since her eyes were still active she could see the twitching of the muscles in his shoulders and knew the movements of his hands long before they happened. 'Is he trying to be sneaky? Is that really a thing?' the girl wondered mentally, still, she supposed she didn't actually have a problem with this, it was only funny to realize she could stop this if she wanted to. But she didn't, instead, she'd simply allow this young man to grab at her bottom from beneath her skirt while he explained what he was looking at to get the same kind of visual upper hand that she had. "Oh? That's really different, and probably better for you anyways." the small girl mentioned of his ability to see the surface of the wind with body interactions. "Those sorts of things have to work for the person who does them. If you watch the wind anyways, it makes sense if you notice that over body movements." she said seemingly happy with the Sky King's developments.

"Yeah..." he said in a manner that likely gave away the fact that he'd hardly been listening. By the time this response came from him, he had two hands filled with the bare gluts of the Storm Queen. He gripped and rubbed until such a time that his manhood was sure to jab at the young woman's crotch through his jeans and her undergarments. "Wind is pretty cool and shit."

Shoichi's response to her words would have let the young Storm Queen know he wasn't listening, if he hadn't been molesting her bottom for the past few moments in the way he was. Her own body was beginning to feel a certain way about this and her breathing had shifted ever so slightly. Besides that the Sky King was presently poking at her with his manhood through his clothes and hers and she seemed to be distracted by this. "Ah..." the smallest of sounds escaped the girl, but still she didn't pull away or stop the young man from his activities. "Shoichi, you're poking me." she managed finally a whole sentence while she'd already been utterly distracted by the actions of the young man before her.

The sensation Shoichi was receiving from his own efforts against the Storm Queen eventually led to the subconscious movement of his own hips to and fro. This bit of dry-humping was quite the unnecessary development, but he was already invested in it. By the time Chiyo stated that he was poking her, he was far beyond taking it as a complaint, and his retort was fitting of this. "Yep..."

As the Sky King seemed to be enjoying this particular moment, it would seem that Chiyo had no interest in stopping him. In fact, she was enjoying this bit of friction and said enjoyment of this moment only increased as the Sky King's hips began to move back and forth between the girl's legs. His retort to her only complete sentence let her know that Shoichi understood she wasn't actually complaining about this and soon enough the hips of the small girl began to move forward to meet the motions of the Sky King. This wasn't a conscious effort on the Storm Queen's part, it was simply her body's desire to continue the pleasant sensation she was now feeling, a small moan would escape the young woman as this continued and a tiny blush would spread across her face.

The longer Shoichi continued this act, the more his mind began seeing this scene play out from a perspective not his own. It was a very strange occurrence, but he was quite certain why he envisioned such a thing. There was still something the young Sky King had yet to get over from the previous day. As such, he released his hold on the lass and backed away. "No, no... This isn't right. I can't even."

This was going pretty well, at least from the perspective of the Storm Queen, but just as randomly as it started it rather suddenly stopped, with the Sky King releasing his hold on her and backing away. At Shoichi's words her eyes widened, and the small girl almost instantly felt a tinge of anger which wasn't hers and an angry voice in her head which yelled 'Cocktease!'. She wouldn't know but it'd flash in her eyes as the Over Cross Twinkle Eye for just a second before she closed her eyes calming herself. It was very strange to be on the opposite end of such a thing and as such she seemed to think the better of just letting herself fly into a rage. "What's wrong, Shoichi?" she asked very evenly with her eyes closed like she didn't trust herself to speak with them open.

Shoichi resorted to rubbing his face in an effort to remove the visions from his mind. They seemed to be a bit more realistic than ordinary thought; almost as if they were memories, but from someone else's perspective, and from recent times. "Nothing. But... I gotta know. With that guy... How long, and how many?"