Charles Patricius

And so, it seemed they would be participating in the fabled beach episode yet again for this trip. Their original plan had gone so far off the rails, it couldn't even be given consideration anymore. Oh well. The Twelve Peers of Charlemagne were right when they threw away plans; random excitement was a boon more often than not. "Awesome. I don't think it would be a problem if we ran into anyone else here either ─ not with us being this far ahead. Oh! I wonder if Eri is in this one~" he rambled. There were many people whose presence he wondered about, but alas... some were far more volatile than others in most cases.

Speaking of volatile, one such person was soon enough making her way to the living room. Hayami Saori was something of an unsung hero in the story of Kazuhiko ─ many versions of it as he knew. Based on what he felt from her now, Yugi surmised this was one with more presence than some others. "There she is. You can go fishing; I'll take care of this one," he said, turning fully toward Saori with no concern for his state of dress, and in fact more for hers. Did she want to know what this was? Such a complex answer the truth was. "I would say no, but not having at least a little context won't end well. Hisashiburi dana, uhh... Hayami-san? Saori-nee? Hard to say which one I would call you in this one. Either way, the kids are fine, but we're not dangerous, and this is definitely one of those magical world bullshit scenes that's way more complicated than anything needs to be. The TL;DR of this whole thing is just me telling you these two fucked their way to Jupiter in an alternate reality, and we found them while we were sightseeing through time and the multiverse. We're just bringing them back, but... obviously a little bit before they left. Now, important thing... you know her, but you don't know me yet, do you?"

Throwing away plans in search of amusement was one of the better things they picked up in their long travels. A rest break during their own timeline to catch a beach vacation and hang out with people they knew who didn't know them yet? Definitely worthwhile as an endeavor, speaking of such entities there were quite a few who could potentially show up in this kind of area but there were a few special favorites. "Hm, I suppose she could be... planning another weird ice breaker?" Kimiko wondered. But of course, there were more pressing things at hand. Like the appearance of Saori who was one of the more interesting points on Kazuhiko's lime line. Whatever the case, Kimiko would be busy, staring at that young man's chest, reaching towards him with a single finger with an unknown quality of magical energy applied as she, fished for her favorite form of the lad's personality from a different point in time and likely space.

At the same time, Saori was being greeted by a young man she didn't know. Within seconds she'd given him a quick once over, determined that his dick was somehow just as impressive as Kazuhiko's and shifted her gaze back to his face. The girl she was pretty sure was Ashikaga Kimiko, was a bit older than she remembered, but that face was definitely recognizable. And as far as she could tell, Kazuhiko and Miko were both unconscious for some reason. Ah, but there was an explanation incoming. This black haired lad offered context, trying to choose what to call Saori and not being sure... It was obvious by his speech choices that he was more familiar with her than she was with him, but that was further explained by other things he had to say. The two who were unconscious were fine, they the black haired pair were not dangerous. Magical World Bullshit was on the horizon, she took a deep breath and prepared herself to hear things that would likely cause her annoyance. The two out ones, had fucked themselves onto Jupiter? Right. "They fucked themselves onto Jupiter... the planet? The gas giant... in an alternate reality. And you two, time travel and multiverse sight see, and brought them back, a bit before they left, on some science fiction type of thing, which I will assume is more factual than I would like," she muttered her understanding while pinching the bridge of her nose. "I was punching dragons in the other world. I 'created' a teenager this morning. And life has been so fucking weird recently. I'm not even surprised at this point... just annoyed," she uttered. "Everyone in this country knows that face," she said pointing to Kimiko. "But no... I don't know who you are... why? Does it matter?" Saori had decided to be practical in her approach to magical world things. Besides all of that, after giving this pair a once over, she knew deep down that there was nothing she could do if they were hostile. She could feel it, like a deep sense of foreboding while looking at them.

The one called Eri was perhaps the most unusual appearance of all in this world. He didn't think another unorthodox introduction would be fitting in this timeline, considering what the strangest of them resulted in through other realities. Besides, the framework of something incredible had already begun its building process. "Nah, that would be a terrible idea. If I tried to do that the way I am now, we'd create another big event. This timeline would go to shit," he answered. Moving on, Kimiko equipped her fishing rod while Yugi equipped his deflection shield. While she went searching for a favored version of Kazuhiko through various realities, he kept his attention on Hayami Saori.

There was no avoiding some amount of explanation for the goings-on. He knew how this one was likely to feel about the whole ordeal. Her first response was just the amount of reality-questioning he expected. "Yeah. Total bullshit, right? All that stuff's true. The silver lining is that it doesn't get more ridiculous than time-space travel. Probably," he stated with a firm nod. He'd seen where Saori's gaze fell in the earliest moments of their meeting. That event confirmed for Yugi which version they were dealing with here, and further gave him reason to answer her question honestly. She didn't recognize him yet. As for whether that mattered or not... "Yes. The Prime Minister is gone by now, right? You're going to meet the one who made it happen at some point soon-ish. That's me. And, I think... I add myself to the list of bodies you're probably not alright with yet. You already met a relative of mine. I don't know if anyone's said yet, but welcome to proper dragonhood."

As Kimiko was equipping her choice of fishing rod it seemed that a decision about not seeking out the woman he was talking about was made. A chuckle came from the raven haired lass as Yugi made his statement, "Yeah, I guess there is no need to implode this world line. It does seem to be alright... from my quick scan of it," Kimiko mentioned. Ah, but now was the time for fishing. That line went out, and she began poking around. It was like dropping a line in a seat of stars. A single little lure was being used, as she imagined a star adrift in the sea reaching out for that little beacon. It was in truth a much more convoluted process than that... more like sending a line through a labyrinth and watching said like twist and turn moving around various forms of star while looking for one in particular. She was searching for the brightest and best among them, a specific kind of personality which she enjoyed, which all forms of Kazuhiko had, but one had more than others.

At the same time, Saori was being given a ridiculous explanation. "Definitely bullshit. But.. if it's the worse thing I will make do with hoping that no one is truly fucking history up or anything. The gender swapping is enough of an annoyance already," she stated coming to terms with all that was being said. Still, this conversation was more than just a bit of confirmation about the states of being of two the individuals she was currently with. No, it seemed there was something more to do with her personal life. Here and now, this young man claimed that she would come to know him, and he thought, himself to be among the 'bodies' that she wasn't okay with. Saori gave that some thought, and if she wasn't okay with it, there was only one reason. Given that he had been the reason for the Prime Minister's demise, the only thing that would take him off her thought process as acceptable was easy enough to realize. Beyond that he even mentioned a relative of his she'd met, which made her take more pause to study his features and decide it was one or both of the dark haired men she'd met. Beyond that a more outright congratulatory statement was given. "That Prime Minister is definitely gone and that is for the best. I saw that political tyranny descending from a mile away, so good on you," she expressed in a rather genuine manner. As for the rest, "Though I can't be anything other than annoyed by yet another teenager, throwing ridiculous dick at me. When I decided to be a teacher, it was supposedly a safe career. I don't remember anyone giving teachers this kind of attention when I was young..." she said pinching the bridge of her nose. "Also while that wasn't stated so clearly, I do appreciate the congratulatory statement. Arigatou na," she said. her own frustrations not withstanding, Saori wasn't completely unreasonable. As far as she was currently concerned this pair probably counted as something non-standard and couldn't be approached with normal logic regardless of her own personal stance on things.

On Kimiko's end, she would find that imaginary fishing line following the strangest of paths. It may have gone this way and that way throughout the realities relevant to Kimura Kazuhiko's existence, but in settling on the ultimate, favored form she sought... it was drawn back onto the same path from its starting point, albeit farther along. When Kazuhiko's eyes opened, they briefly flashed scarlet, only slowly fading to normal as consciousness took him properly. "Ugh, woah. This isn't Venice. Oi, what did you do to Veni─" He seemed rather aghast initially, but upon springing up, there was much reason to pause. He first saw Miko, who was quite literally connected to him by their hands. She was unconscious, but... the second person he saw was not. Ashikaga Kimiko was just ahead, though not in a form he'd acknowledge as such. "Oh. Yo, Ishy! Haven't seen you in a while. What's the deal?" he wondered while still getting his bearings.

Meanwhile, Yugi was actually agreeing with Saori's opinion. Those who knew the truth always understood one simple fact: the logic of reality was total bullshit. There was one thing he had to say about messing with history, though. "Well... fucking history up is something done constantly ─ by history itself, even. Realities crossing, memories coming from the wrong dimension and being recorded in texts only discovered when they're ancient... you get the gist," he said with an exaggerated overhead wave of his hand. While Saori mulled over whatever relationship she had with others in her future, Yugi was getting a good look at her. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't entirely perverted. He scanned her body, but looked through to the soul within. He didn't bother speaking again until she confirmed the Prime Minister's death, and her understanding of the old man's dealings. "It was way worse than what became public knowledge. Given where we are now... I don't think the fallout is done yet. Be careful. That was my first big blunder," he warned. As for her annoyance from being propositioned by teens... well, he couldn't fault the mind of an earthling for that. He especially couldn't fault her on the follow-up, considering the reason people in her age group were so desirable. "Hmm. Well, I wasn't a teenager when that happened, but I can't give you all the details. Gomen. Oh, and there's lore behind the whole 'hot teachers' thing. Well... teachers, office ladies, people in your age group. You know about this world's God by now, yeah? It's his fault. He's incarnated in this world twice now. The first time, things like Jesus happened. The second time, enough mana spread into the world to let giga thicc people like you be born human."

Kimiko was fishing and her fishing would lead her, not too far off from the original path she had taken. Rather even while winding through the strange starry lake, the end result of her path was, the same man from a different point on his timeline, but apparently not from a different point in space. A red flash happened in that lad's eyes as his consciousness came forward and then... they returned to normal. Though... that didn't stop him from questioning his placement initially. Venice was a place mentioned and then recognition. His hand was holding one Iino Miko and in front of him was a version of Ashikaga Kimiko whom he addressed in a manner much differently than normal. She sighed then, happy to hear her normal term of endearment and relieved of the duty of dealing with his youngest self. "Yeah, that's the good stuff. Not Venice... Osaka~" she clarified for him as she floated towards him pushing herself against him to nudge him into sitting back down so she could perch in his lap while they spoke. "Also we were doing a traveling thing... I have no idea how long its been from your side~" she chanted easily amused. After all, she was sure a bigger explanation would need to be made around the time of the waking of Iino Miko. Speaking of that girl, naked as she was, she twitched at the movements happening near her form her hands moving in her sleep as if she wished them to be holding something.

Meanwhile, the gripes of Saori about history and the like were met with empathy and explanation. "Sou ka, I guess that explains all the confusion," Saori stated. She wasn't above being reasoned with completely, as long as everything made sense she wasn't the type to let her annoyance get in the way of her coming to understand something new, most of the time. Beyond the general problems of history, the displacement of the previous Prime Minister came with a warning for her to be careful. That sounded strange, given the fact that she had nothing directly to do with such a thing. As far as she understood she was a fairly unimportant individual in the long term, even as 'Saint Martha' she was hardly more than a footnote among saints in general. "I'm not sure how you manage to blame yourself. Or why I would have anything to do with something like that sort of fallout... but I'm not dumb enough to go the dead in sci-fi movie route and ignore the warnings of a time-traveler," she decided. Moving on, apparently he wasn't going to be a teenager when something happened between them, with that her conscious would be considered mostly clear of any real annoyance surrounding him. She was already going to have to make some odd explanations in the future, what was one more? Ah, but apparently attractiveness and thickness were to be blamed on... Albertus Animusphere again. "Don't worry about what you can't explain, I might still be enough of a meathead to not worry about what I can't know. Just whatever can be told is more important. Also... him being responsible for Jesus is weird, for like a thousand reasons which are already making my head hurt," she said choosing to ignore the comments on the physicality of her person and those like her. From what she understood, old gods had types and that wasn't really something she'd argue with given her present understanding. No, ever present to the dangers of life the awakened Kazuhiko caught her attention for a moment only as part of her full recognition of his being alright though apparently there was something a bit hinky about that...

This version of Kazuhiko wasn't in Venice, much to his chagrin. Apparently, there was something crazy happening. This body's heartrate was steadily rising to a middle point between what this timeline's version had, and what the woken Kazuhiko had before his consciousness transferred. "Osaka? I haven't been here in ages! Wait..." He took pause then and there, remembering the very first time he'd been to Osaka since becoming a magical being. This scene was a bit too familiar, actually. "... Oh. I remember this. That's not good; he's going to follow me here," he said. Whatever the case, he took note of Miko's movements and decided it was nothing he could currently do anything about. Apart from his memory, Kazu had the current distraction of an encroaching Kimiko. Since she was in his lap now, his focus moving forward would become very, very obvious ─ especially as his free hand was already beginning to explore her torso. "It's been long, but I still can't keep track of which time period you guys are coming from. Doesn't matter. If you called me for a quickie, we're gonna have to hurry it up. I did a thing in Venice, and now Paradox is on my back. Apparently he hates Venice. Anna's also gonna be pretty messed up if I don't fix the date, so... I'd like to be put back to the right moment this time~"

Hayami Saori was quite the reasonable individual, even in this 'youthful' incarnation. Her ignorance of the greater truth did not detract from her ability to take good advice, but... sadly, there was no proper advice he could give. Yugi did not enjoy watching this form of Saori. So early, so innocent she was... and so undeserving of terrible occurrences while not even realizing how important she was. "You're so young. Important, unimportant... It's all jumbled up in there, isn't it?" Yugi rambled without much thought. What he did put thought into, was a technically irresponsible decision. "You know what? No. Don't be careful. Forget that whole warning and give me your hand," he said seriously. The future Saori would likely face in this timeline was completely undeserved; he wouldn't tolerate it. While he waited with a hand on offer, he considered Saori's issue with Albertus Animusphere and the alleged Jesus. "Can't help wondering whether it's because Jesus is in this world instead of the other, or because a chunk of that story is real... or the other reason. I'm just going to shut up now, before I break this timeline twice in the next few minutes," he decided ultimately.

Kimiko in her current form was called 'Ishy' by Kazuhiko which seemed to please her, beyond that though... it'd apparently been a while since he was last in Osaka. She suppsoed he made many of these sorts of trips so he might not have solid timing. "Bleh, no one cares about Paradox... " she confirmed for the man. Regardless of anything else, there were matters that were being taken care of. Soon enough Kimiko would be found with a hand accosting her torso as the obviously more comfortable version of Kazuhiko got to work immediately. "Exact timing isn't important to us, you know that... though we are always meeting out of order. We saw these two today and they had no idea who we were, for instance~" she claimed with a cheeky smirk. Still she watched as Miko twitched in her sleep and scoffed more, "Aww, maybe I should have waited a bit longer, I did think otter sleep was cute~" she mentioned in an offhanded manner. "Also we didn't come here for a quickie. We just needed someone to layover with until the younger two wake up properly and we can put them back with their group," she expressed. "And the gifts. So actually the quickie might fit in," she mused about that point. As for his desire to be put back in the same time she scoffed. "A girl has space time magic, and I get complaints about when you're returned. It's usually not late... ya' know. Time isn't so fickle a thing, sometimes the flow is more important than pinpoint accuracy," she explained in a manner most huffy. Even so she kept a hand up and around the back of his head resting in that mess of hair while the one she'd used for fishing was held in front of him. "Don't worry though, I have a line. I'll be able to put your consciousness back where you belong with relative ease," she explained cheekily.

Meanwhile Saori was experiencing for another time, the feeling of being young while looking into the face of someone she'd recognize as younger than herself. This one spoke with a certain amount of authority and loftiness which was often missing from the young. He had certainty in some ways, which was odd to look at. Still, she couldn't help but be wary, there was something about this man and the woman with him, that made her feel endangered. "Yeah, it's pretty annoying that nothing makes sense but I'm the weird one for being annoyed by it," she said in response to rambling. She'd take his advice, and keep in mind that there were things still floating around in the world which were big enough to make her afraid. Mostly because, if such things still existed she supposed, it was time to get back to work, to strive for further heights and find the combination of power, ability and technique which would allow her to hit such beings with her fists. Well, that wouldn't be immediately necessary. Why? Well, this lad wanted her hand. She looked at his outstretched one while he ranted about her not taking his warning and seemed to have made some sort of resolution within himself about something. Still, she was wary, everything about his existence said she shouldn't touch him. It felt almost forbidden in nature to reach for something like him. Ah, but she was still human enough to be attracted to the forbidden, at least a little. Her hand began to move tentatively as they spoke. "Sounds like something annoyed you too. I get it... I want you to know, everything about you makes me feel like I shouldn't touch you... I realized that when I walked out here... but it hits like a little itch in the back of my head," she mused as her hand hovered over his for a second before making contact. Whatever he was going to do with this hand, there wasn't much she could do to stop him if he wanted to continue it. But she'd already made several irrational decisions she wouldn't be not taking reasonable advice. So whatever would come of making contact with this man, she supposed she'd be finding out.

According to Kimiko, no one cared about Paradox. Kazu, on the other hand, believed that creature was a massive thorn in his side. He was in its sights more often than not, probably because of what he was within the universe. "Well Paradox seems to care a lot about me... And not at all about Venice. I can't stress that enough!" he reiterated. One day, perhaps he'd be rid of that issue forever. For now, though, the greater concern was whatever Kimiko brought him back into this younger form for. His hand was freely gliding its way up her abdomen until it settled on her chest. He'd be going for a more classic maneuver by tugging her top down instead of leaving anything magical to do the job for him ─ something he learned was a preference of his long, long ago... or relatively soon, given the time they were in. As for why he was here, it had nothing to do with a quickie... yet it did. He recalled this moment, or rather the ones that would come for his younger self in time. "Oh, right. This is the day I got the first pictures. I still have those," he mentioned. Regarding Kimiko's scoff thereafter, he felt it necessary to stress a point. "Of course you're gonna get complaints about when I get back. You're not the one who has to deal with Anna after randomly disappearing. Same time, same place, no issues~"

Meanwhile, Yugi was witnessing Saori's hesitance. He shouldn't have been such a concerning thing to approach currently. The quality of his existence aside, he should have been suppressed enough to be relatively normal, if a bit otherworldly and complex. There was a simple fact of Yugi's existence, though. The simple thought of what could, what would befall Hayami Saori in the near future was... beyond upsetting. He'd never been one to hold that sort of thing back. As such, while Saori's hand merely hovered over his own, there was an explanation to give. "Don't worry. It'll probably feel stranger than anything you've ever felt, or anything you will feel for a while. It's only happening because... honestly, I'm angry. I'm so angry," he said as Saori's hand finally touched his. The laws of reality folded around that point of contact, contorting into a ball of confusion encompassing both hands. "See, there are laws ─ laws of time. Once upon a time, there were people ─ people keeping track of those laws. But they died. They all died! You know what that leaves? Me. Us. I'm not going to let my own oversight affect another Saint just because it's in the past. The laws of causality are mine, and they will obey me!" he stated as if ordering reality itself to kneel. The glow in Yugi's eyes shone red as his irises were naturally, but it was also... everything. Every color, every shade ─ all of it existed underneath that crimson veil. Around Saori and himself, up became down, black became white, and fact became fiction. "Hayami Saori... kneel. The Domain of the Monarch of Shadows welcomes you. Accept," he said. Though perhaps it should have been an offer, he would not be taking 'no' for an answer. Even if she thought to reject his invitation, he wouldn't let some events in Saori's future occur just because of someone's opinion.

According to Kimiko no one cared about Paradox and according to Kazuhiko, Paradox cared a lot about him. A grin came to Kimiko's face as she settled properly into his lap, "Eh? Well of course that's the case. As far as space time events go, you're top shelf fine wine~" Kimiko uttered. At the same time, Kazuhiko's hand was on the move, seeming to make its way up her chest, only to accost it directly, not waiting for magic or the girl herself to interfere. There was a certain amount of care that Kimiko didn't have which allowed her to let him continue since she's already agreed to a relative quickie. It seemed he had some memory of a moment like this, and the pictures he'd be taking for himself which he still had. "Oh? Is that flattery? Whatever will I do?~" she said teasingly. Of course, given what these two individuals were like, she could easily see either of them keeping pictures for however long their lives were and beyond. "Yeah, but you still have to be a bit good. I'm sure we actually have to go pick up your phones to make this happen~" mused Kimiko, she knew they didn't have them, they both mentioned it. Which meant that they'd need to make their way over to where the pair had been when they left in order to pick them up. As for Anna and his dealings with her Kimiko gave a knowing smirk, "I did apologize about last time," Kimiko said huffily. Still, if there was nothing else she saw no reason to hold herself back, "Kiss on it?" she said, and though there was an upward inflection it was far less a thing she was willing to take no as an answer to than most.

Speaking of things people could or couldn't say no to, Yugi seemed to be on one of his tangents. He knew of his actions and those which lead to some less than desirable results. Even when one did good things, or even the right thing, the fall out could have some initially unseen consequences. Such was an issue he saw within the unrecorded life time of Saori. "Never in the history of people communicating directly has being told not to worry worked for any sane person," she said directly. Ah well, she was going to worry regardless, there were some magical oddities she wasn't prepared for, even as Yugi spoke. He explained his stance though, that there were rules which existed people to keep them when it came to causality, and how the world and universe worked. And now it was just them? Well, that was surprising information, but... something about that impassioned speech would easily convey his feelings even as their hands touched. What was more, everything about him, the rainbow effect beneath the red and even the inversion of a great many things shook Saori to her core. She thought Kazuhiko or the Sex Devil might be the most ridiculous things she encountered, but no, by and large it was the young man standing before her. In his declaration that the laws will obey him, Saori felt no room for arguement. And when he properly made a declaration for her, she also felt it wasn't possible to resist. She would have tried, she didn't like being told what to do but also couldn't have made it work, and he knew it. She ended up lowered to her knees without the ability to argue with her body. Though she would have liked to, given this lad was still woefully underdressed for a meeting with her and she was aware of it. "I don't like people demanding things of me. Even when they're helping..." she stated, well she was honest among most things. Still... she'd accept not knowing what it was this lad intended for her to avoid. "I accept." she couldn't do anything else. It was already clear she couldn't argue with these people.

The obsession Paradox had with Kazuhiko was apparent to many by this version's current point in life. Kimiko reinforced this knowledge by commenting on his nature as a complex event. Actually, this was the time period in which such complexities began. No matter. As he lowered Kimiko's top, she wondered aloud if he was offering her flattery. To his knowledge, he had almost every picture he'd ever taken ─ especially the first experiences. "Don't call it flattery. It's just the truth," he assured. Kimiko was a strange subject, considering the first pictures he had of her were not taken with his conscious memory of events surrounding them. Now however, he'd be getting those memories... whenever his and Miko's phones were acquired. Whatever the case, Kimiko mentioned an apology for the last time-based mishap... but he remembered something else about that day. "I'm pretty sure you started, but didn't finish. I'm gonna need the rest~" he said in a flirty tone. As for kissing on the deal, he had no verbal response to give. This Kazuhiko was forward enough to subject Kimiko to a tongue invading the confines of her mouth as their lips pressed into each other. All the while, that active hand was squeezing and rubbing her breast in a circular pattern.

Saori wasn't the type to avoid worry simply because she was told to. Her misinformation, however, came forth with the notion of human history. "Your history and my history aren't the same. Besides... you haven't been sane in a long time," he responded. That anger of Yugi's would hardly subside until the job at hand was done, but the requirement for a completed task was first having Saori kneel and submit to the Shadow Monarch's Domain. He knew it wasn't in her nature to submit to anyone. Such was the reason it wasn't an option, and the reason she became so mighty... and endangered. This wasn't about beliefs, opinions, or anything to do with Yugi's cock being exposed. Of course the sight of Saori on her knees was appealing, but somethings had much higher priorities than others. "I don't care about the laws of reality. You think it matters if you like it or not?" he said. With the acceptance of his offer, Saori would have a single phrase spoken to her ─ to both her ears and her soul. "Sȳndor Arlinnon. This is too early, but I've given you the ability to fix all your problems. You know how this works by now, right? Say the right thing from your soul, and something happens." While Yugi explained what was presently happening, something else occurred. In his shadow, there were thousands, millions, tens of millions... of entities. One with enough perception could witness his shadow moving until it connected to Saori's for a moment. In that moment, her shadow gained an entity of its own. Strangely enough, even those mysterious entities possessed power beyond anything currently conceivable on any version of Earth. "Noctis should do well in an emergency. Lift your head."

The complexity of Kazuhiko as a being starts long before this little dalliance in time travel. That being said, Kimiko had learned a long time ago that the details aren't completely necessary for one like Kazuhiko. He wasn't the type to need to completely understand anything, he'd rather get a feel for things in a more organic fashion and be given details after he'd worked it out a bit. As an aside he claimed it wasn't flattery simply the truth, "Iia, iia, you don't get to decide if it's flattering for me. I am far from camera shy, keeping pictures of me is a bit different~" claimed Kimiko with a bit of cheekiness. Beyond that point her top was being pulled down and her chest bounced before being more directly accosted. While this happened, she heard that her apology might have started but Kazuhiko needed to hear the rest. "Well, whose..." she didn't get to finish that sentence either. She figured it was his fault if she didn't finish an apology and low, a gentle offer of kiss on it, was given and immediately her lips were found by his and there was a tongue invading her mouth. Well, she couldn't let that stand, she had to fight back, and thus her own tongue wrestled his as she vied for a bit more control of this situation.

At the same time, Saori was surely losing control and probably her mind. No... definitely her mind as well, "No need to confirm that..." she snapped in her usual manner. Their history didn't line up, but she also knew from her time spent living in the other world that there were literally dozens of reasons for that potentially and she wasn't the only one experiencing that form of oddity in her life. One of those oddity was her lack of submission. Saori wasn't naturally a submissive being, she didn't bend to the wills of others even when she knew she was at a disadvantage, as such this moment was one which stung in all her soul. She hated it, and expressed her discontent. The man before her claimed that if the laws of reality went unheeded her liking something didn't matter, "Yeah, see... I'm still the one dealing with it..." she said as if it made the most sense. If the end result fell back to her shoulders, than her expressing her discontent at how this situation was handled wasn't the worst thing that could happen. Her opinion was important, specifically where her own life was involved. Words were given to her, ones she didn't recognize but seemed to nestle themselves deep into her consciousness. It was early but she could fix her problems with such a thing. "Yeah... I have some idea, still weird though," she commented. Ah, but there was more. She could swear she saw shadows moving, more so than normal for a non-magical world. Apparently, something called Noctis should do in an emergency... and she was told to lift her head. She did so, though admittedly without haste given her own recent statement about not liking being bossed around. Here and now she was looking up at the lad from this lowered position and into his face to await the next part.

Kazuhiko would decide the presence of flattery at his own whim, and there was nary a thing Kimiko could do about it. There was no lack of sincerity in his admittance, so he'd be having none of the claims. Alas, that conversation would go no further, not that he really cared. Action was to be taken. Kazuhiko's future involved much more action than banter ─ at least compared to the time they were presently in. With that being the case, Kimiko's effort to gain control of the eventual wrestling between their mouths was met with more vigorous thrashing of Kazu's tongue against hers. His journey had been so long. No longer could he count the number of experiences under his belt, worldly or otherwise. Naturally, control was no longer something simply given away by this one. He'd even take to an additional assault ─ one founded upon his forefinger and thumb closing tightly around the black-haired girl's nipple.

Saori knew her mind was long gone. Such was the case with so many of their ilk during these early centuries, and well beyond. As Yugi saw things though, her mind was all she'd be allowed to lose in this leg of her journey. Regarding his lack of concern for her preferences, Saori urged that she remained the one to deal with matters. Oh well, he thought. Now settled into her soul was something that would avert the inevitable without being negatively impacted by the ever-intrusive causality of this universe. "Thanks would suffice, you know? But... don't worry about it. I'm used to it by now," he mused. Nothing would be said about the weirdness Saori spoke of. He knew she'd witnessed the movement of shadows between them, and assumed she could sense the thing now latched onto her shadow specifically. If she couldn't, that would probably become the case anyway, now that Yugi's internal fury was subsiding. What of his demand to have her head lifted though? Well, there was only one reason he suggested it. As Saori looked up into his face, his hand moved from her hand to her chin. He'd then be leaning forward until their lips met. If nothing else, the flood of unquantifiable power pouring into her soul from that very moment would be apparent and... probably well beyond energizing once it settled.

Kimiko would have argued more, it was in her nature after all... but it seemed their conversation was a secondary or even tertiary option at best. Why? Well, Kazuhiko had taken to thrashing around in her mouth with even more vigor when it became obvious that she wasn't planning to simply submit to his accosting of her mouth. This sort of interaction would only be made better by the changed use of his hand which went on to pinch one of her nipples while he accosted her bosom. She moaned into his mouth her body melting into his losing tension as she relaxed into a more demanding and firm version of the lad. Not that she hated what he was like when he was young, it was simply a matter of comfort for the man who could take charge of a situation, something Kimiko always favored in men in general.

While all this occurred Saori, was left at the mercy of weird magic. She acknowledged it, could sense it to a certain extent but still wasn't sure exactly what the purpose was of forcing her submission and attaching a strange creature to her soul. Regardless of the unanswered questions it would appear that there wasn't anything negative being associated with this particular situation. "I'm not an ingrate or anything..." she snapped in a manner that was more or less the basis of her personality beyond the maturity she seemed to act with, ah, well... when she'd turned her face up she'd find a man looking down at her and placing a hand upon her chin. And then lowering his lips to hers. Strange... she had no idea why that was a thing. But it was worse than that... as their lips met she felt power unlike any of the others she'd had contact with so far. Her eyes widened at the influx as she couldn't tell what it was or why it was... or anything really. She simply knew that it was an influx the likes of which she found confusing at her core. She didn't ask for power, nor anything else... but here it was being given for reasons she didn't understand as this man apparently found calm among other things.

Whatever Kimiko found superior about this form of Kazuhiko was beyond him. Well, that wasn't true. It hadn't escaped his notice; it simply didn't matter. In the mind of Kazu, at least in regards to things like this, a win was a win. He'd once developed a belief about looking a gift horse in its mouth, and it hadn't gone anywhere since then. One would even find Kazu's future self to be a few steps beyond that mentality. If this one received a gift horse, he could only... mount it and ride it into the sunset, establishing himself as its rider without hesitation. In this case, Kazu himself didn't seem to care about collecting phones and the like. No, his free hand grasped Kimiko's thigh as if he intended to eventually rise with her in tow ─ likely to devious effect. Whether that became an occurrence or not, he'd certainly be continuing the assault on her mouth and nipple. Long had he known Ashikaga Kimiko was not one to let wrest control of a situation, unless one wished for a very long struggle.

Saori may not have been an ingrate in the literal sense, but her demeanor was definitely what he would call... tsuntsun. As it were, Yugi enjoyed that sort of behavior. He'd be carrying that enjoyment all the way into a kiss that may or may not have been necessary; time would tell if it was. Saori received a flooding of unearthly mana, but Yugi seemed to relax. He even took the time to lick at her bottom lip between a few gentler pecks at the tail-end of the meeting. The snap of a saliva trail between them would feel as a sudden freedom gained from the ocean's depths. As for the power he'd imparted, Saori may find it energizing... but its true depths were not yet hers to access. "That's good. Full disclosure, that was mostly for me. Now, the important thing... ꀤꈤꃅꍟꋪꀤ꓄," he stated with a return of those glowing eyes. In that moment, the 'seed' planted in Saori would blossom to impart some of his own abilities. She had to be made actually capable of utilizing the given defense mechanism, after all.

While Yugi righted a past or future event, Kimiko experienced a certain kind of happiness. The differences between Kazuhiko and his younger self could be settled in the singular word, attitude. She simply found him with a take-charge attitude to be more acceptable in general. It was said once that confidence could be sexy, if she had any experience at all, she'd say that earned confidence was sexiest. There was something innately appealing about one who knew what they were capable of and offered it without restraint. Such was the kind of relationship she currently shared with Kazuhiko and such would be what they did while he aimed to lift her while he accosted her physically. She wouldn't be one to deny him, if he wanted to lift and shift her around she was far from one who needed to stop him. They had time, they always had time, these two could have their phones, get where they needed to be and have a bit of fun in the meantime. And so long as Yugi was distracted she'd keep allowing Kazuhiko to have his fun as well. After all, she'd already fished him up, she might as well enjoy him.

At the same time, Yugi seemed to be enjoying the kiss he'd decided that Saori needed. Or rather he'd decided to give her. Whatever his reasoning behind the action, Saori knew of its effects simply by virtue of what was going on with her body. In fact, there was so much pressure from just a kiss and her body was filling with energy seemingly for no reason. Even so, there wasn't much physical aggression to the sensation. If anything he seemed to be almost polite in his approach, gently pecking and even licking at her bottom lip. Given the action Saori found herself fighting back so to speak flicking at the tongue near her mouth and allowing her lips to purse and meet those which pressed down against her. All for the sake of avoiding drowning. And just as the sensation became too much it broke. He claimed that was an action mostly for himself as the line between them snapped and Saori huffed, "I'm not surprised..." she said seeming to be about two seconds from crossing her arms over her chest and turning her nose up. Still, she'd noted his more relaxed posture and would assume that the ends justified the means. It hurt no one after all. Whatever the case there was a word spoken she didn't recognize which caused full confusion to play across her face. "Still weird. I feel weird, but... thanks I guess," she uttered earnestly. If all was well now she'd rise and stretch feeling oddly different and wanting to find her way, away from this group. After all, she could only take so much at a time.

With nothing to stop his progression, Kazuhiko would only move forward with the first thing entering his mind. For now, that involved getting out of that chair while keeping Kimiko held against his person. Doing so required releasing her breast to support the small of her back instead, but that was of little consequence. He'd easily lose himself in the effort to grind his clothed undercarriage against hers while attacking her mouth with increasing vigor ─ even to the extent that he'd soon be caught with her lip being pulled between his teeth. Just the same, he was turning on the spot, seeming to have another sort of move in mind for the near future.

Meanwhile, Yugi was finally settling affairs from the distant past with Saori. So long as she remembered what to do, success was assured... and luckily, he made it impossible for her to forget on a spiritual level. Once both he and Saori were standing, Yugi took another moment to appraise the woman. She was already doing surprisingly well for someone made to kneel before his exposed form. Another aspect of the timeline had been confirmed. "Feeling weird is normal. It'll wear off eventually. Just don't go around fighting anybody for a while. If you feel the need to... either pick him," he paused there, gesturing with a nod toward Kazuhiko. "Or wait for the beach trip. That oughta work~" he assured. As for Saori's gratitude, Yugi shook his head. "There's only three forms of thanks I take, and I'm sure you know at least what the number one option is. Thank me later, yeah?"

Kazuhiko's continued movements and desires would not be hindered by Kimiko. No in this case they were shared interests and she was never one to stop anything within her interests. Though she was quite curious about this version making due with the earliest form of his body. Perhaps it really was the attitude that took care of everything else? Or maybe he'd see a few differences? Well, it didn't really matter as she was picked up and they moved about. He continued to assault her mouth but let go of her nipple in exchange for the better ability to carry her. She always enjoyed this part, being lifted, being carried, her feet not touching the floor. But that wasn't the only pleasantry here, no she was also being ground against his clothed form and wiggled her own hips with every motion. In the mean time a bit more aggression came her way as her lip was pulled between his teeth and she sighed. "It really might have been a while, huh?" she mused. It always seemed to her that he was beyond excited to see her, it was always a fun part of their dynamic.

At the same time, it seemed that the righting of a past wrong was coming to an end. Saori was standing feeling a bit strange but choosing to mostly ignore it so long as it didn't cause her problems. Much like a professional after a visit she was given a few instructions. She'd feel weird for a while, but no fighting, unless Kazuhiko was her target or she'd have to wait for the beach trip. Her brow rose curiously. "Uh-huh..." she didn't bother mentioning that she had no intention of tagging along with a group of horny teens on their beach excursion. Nor that she had no intention of starting anything else in general. She'd done enough already by her own standards. Being told not to fight was odd, but she wasn't exactly the type to get into a fight for no reason, she could mostly keep her cool. "It's not like I plan on starting a fight or anything..." she said brushing that part off and choosing to not address anything else said though it was obviously processed. According tot his lad he only accepted thanks in three ways and she could thank him later. She wasn't going to mention that either. This was the same as the horny teen beach thing... she had no intention of trading sex for things that was far outside of her normal operating mode. "I'll think about it," she said to thanking him later, she definitely wasn't going to agree to anything weird right now. She was already dealing with a lot. "Hm, guess I'm going to have coffee and see a movie then... ja," she said heading for the door and slipping on a pair of runners which went with the black turtle neck and pair of high waisted jeans she was wearing. A gentle check, phone, wallet, keys and she was off.

By the time Kazu had Kimiko's lip caught between his teeth, he'd managed to turn them around to a point of her back facing the sofa. He also got to hear Kimiko's assertion about how long it must have been since their last meeting. If he stopped to think about it, Kazu would find himself wondering why she thought that. It was never a matter of time for him. For any of the women he spent time with, a visit later in the same day would see no less excitement than a visit some years later. In fact... "Uhh, it's been about two days for me since the last one ended? It's why I'm in Venice with Anna. She's been alone for a little while, so we took a date for just us again," he explained while leaning forward to pin Kimiko against the sofa, where the grinding of their lower halves would immediately be made more intense. "But, you know me, and I know you can't wait to get another glimpse of my sweet moves~" he said jokingly, yet also with an air of great confidence.

Saori had no plans of starting anything, but... when did she ever? It was basically a trademark part of her personality to be that way. She claimed she would be thinking about the 'thanks' to offer him, and... Yugi happened to know how that would probably come about. "I know. I've also got something for you. You don't have to stick around for it," he said. With an outstretched hand, Yugi performed a bit of... reality shattering. A smartphone appeared in his palm ─ one he already had Saori's phone number registered to. He sent a simple photo to her while those final pre-departure checks were being performed at the door. In said photo, there was a version of him with light tan skin, black hair with green undertones, and lizard-like eyes split into two halves, the top being green and the bottom amber. One strand of his hair was curled upwards showing a yellow underside. His arms and neck were tattooed in green ink. A green head scarf, accessorized with two white feathers with yellow and green tips tucked behind, was tied around his head. As for clothing... well, he was sitting in an onsen, sporting only a waist towel to show his full musculature and a prominent bulge Saori was already familiar enough with from a visual perspective. "I'd suggest deleting that, but do whatever you want. Ja ne~"

For Kazuhiko apparently it'd only been two days since he'd last seen this version of Kimiko. Hm, she was really getting around... well, she didn't respect time lines or anything like that so it made a reasonable amount of sense. So did his usual familiarity. She was up for a moment or two and then she was down, back against the couch and with their private parts more aggressively rubbing against each other even through their clothes. "Ah, I didn't know I was interrupting date night, again. Venice is definitely a good place for that sort of thing though~" Kimiko said seeming to appreciate the choice in romantic venue. And then the other part she liked, he made a joke, but it brimmed with confidence and she couldn't help but be amused by him in this moment. "Ehehehe!~ There is, I missed that~" she said with a playful wink aimed at the lad. Whether he fully understood the moment of today or not, it was always hard work dealing with the younger versions of any of a certain tier of being. They simply weren't themselves enough yet.

At the same time, Saori was simply plotting her exit. There was no reason to stick around, no reason to worry about a beach trip with horny teens, and no reason to keep up with any of that extra information. No, instead she would simply be heading out, for a bit of fun. Still according to the lad he had something else for her, and he claimed she didn't have to stick around for it. So after her checks she was ready to leave. "Hai hai," she murmured. Only to be pulling open the door as her phone vibrated. She'd pause and open her phone to see an image. The image was something she'd not expected and after staring at it for a moment she quickly glanced over at the lad no behind her again. He had something to say, "Yeah, whatever..." she said. Would she be deleting that image. No... she was moving it to its own folder to avoid it appearing in her photo reel and she'd definitely be having a better look at it later. It was hers after all, it was sent to her. And just like that Saori walked out into the world with a strange sense of foreboding that her life would never be the sort of normal she'd originally wanted. Oh well, she'd consider that while heading to a coffee shop and making considerations about her other friendships.

Kazuhiko's demeanor had undergone many slight changes over the years. The 'young' one who always sought a certain coolness in himself and walked headlong into the blinding light of others and their exciting aspects, had long since become the old one who exuded the formerly sought coolness, and ran headlong into the blinding light of others and their exciting aspects. Here and now, he was fully prepared to dive right into a thrill with Kimiko once more, even if the last one was quite recent for him. She missed something, apparently. What could it have been? Well, she did comment on the difficulty of dealing with his younger self before; perhaps she'd been doing that for some time now. "Wait, has it been ages since you saw anything but the early me?" he wondered. Even aghast by the thought, however, Kazu never stopped progress. Something had to be done about the state of dress, and lo... it seemed he was already making an effort to pull Kimiko's bottom piece down. For what purpose was he here again? Well, it surely didn't matter right now.

Speaking of purposes, Yugi had a purpose of discovery when sending that image to Saori. She took more than a second to view it, and most notably... it wasn't erased from her phone's memory. Watching her leave with the image stored instead of deleted, left Yugi with pursed lips that were slowly opening. "Wow. Best timeline made even better," he mused. Ah, but there were more important things at hand presently; whatever he had going with Saori was something for later. Now, he moved toward the other end of the sofa to view the unconscious Iino Miko. He'd already stretched himself throughout her entire timeline recently, so it took little effort to extend his mana through her soul into the future. Which would he choose? Well, it had become clear to him that this timeline was the very same 'sacred' timeline they knew of, and therefore the best. He'd thus do just as Kimiko did, and move forward within Miko's soul to find an available version from her direct future. While doing so, he had commentary for the others. "Are you two going that far already? We don't even have the phones yet~"

The difference between the younger and older versions of Kazuhiko were most obvious if one had recently dealt with either of them. In Kimiko's case, it'd been a while when they'd seen the pair on Jupiter and then they found themselves perhaps in the company of the earliest versions of them they'd seen together. No matter what, he was an individual to be appreciated, but she felt that people were always more interesting after they hit a certain point of comfort in their personalities. In this case, his came with a bit of confidence and maturity. The combination of which had him pulling at her clothes to expose him to her undercarriage. And of course, to avoid being the one left behind she was doing much the same, popping buttons as for his question she shrugged. "We been on a bit of a thing... it's been a while and then I ran into you.... and you were like the youngest I'd seen you," she explained of the situation.

Meanwhile, Yugi was getting an interesting bit of confirmation about the nature of Saori in this version of the timeline. She might have had a few things to say and she might have been a bit standoffish, but she wasn't the type of person who couldn't be approached at all. His commentary on the time line was something else entirely. There was a reason this one was 'sacred' and that was because it had the best possible outcomes for the highest number of people. Well, that was something especially considering Yugi's next action was to pull forth a certain future version of Iino Miko. While this happened Kimiko had something to say, "Well, I figured we'd have to wait to get the phones anyway, no reason to not have something now! Besides given the fact that she's about to wake up it's not like it's going too far~" she uttered. She'd remained sleeping... until she came into consciousness, she didn't open her eyes immediately instead opening and closing those empty hands as if she expected to find something there. There were noises she could hear, voices that she recognized, a grin spread across her, "Oh? I know those voices...I didn't go to sleep with those voices," she murmured with a certain amount of excitement. She didn't even bother to open her eyes just yet, she simply opened her wet mouth as if she expected to be obliged first with no thoughts about anything else. Well, if she thought about it a bit more she'd realize she'd not been sleeping at all... and this definitely wasn't the place she'd been, but that would come a bit later.

According to Kimiko, it had indeed been some time since she'd encountered him... until she ran into his least matured self here today. In his current form, Kazu found that a bit embarrassing; he remembered some very awkward moments during that time period. In that case though, he supposed there was some making up to do ─ which he'd go ahead with as Kimiko's undergarments slipped further down her legs, and she in-turn began loosing his breeches. "Well that sucks. You can drop by more often, you know? I'm not that busy. Actually... even when I am busy, it's usually fine," he assured. Only a moment later, he was hearing from Yugi about their 'early' progress toward deviance. Kazuhiko had his own defense for that. "Well if you guys wanted to wait for that, why bother bringing me here now? I've got some time to make up for, right Ishy?♥~"

Yugi had little to say about the pair's decision. He'd even normally be content to sit and watch, albeit with an eventual insertion of himself ─ even for the simple sake of proving a point or twelve as usual. In this case, he wouldn't be able to do that. Why? Iino Miko stirred quite early in his search, immediately grasping at the air in the usual way she groped when waking. She also commented on the familiarity of voices and opened her mouth as if expecting something. Well, Kimiko was right; Yugi wouldn't be resisting the moment either. Already exposed to the open air, it took nothing to slide his semi-erect cock onto the girl's tongue right away. "Oh, I actually got the insatiable one. Lucky~" he mused with a chuckle. "Might be rude to whatever voices you went to sleep with though~"

Kimiko in her current form was being stripped and moved further towards copulation. At the same time, they were discussing her mostly seeing younger forms of the lad in the more recent legs of her journey, "It doesn't suck, it's just weird. Looking at the incomplete versions of people is always odd," she mentioned casually. Still he claimed that she could drop by more often even if he was busy, "Hai hai, well... it isn't all about maintaining your schedule either... we've been out doing a lot of things lately. Looking after stuff is hard work sometimes~" she complained just a bit. But, she still wouldn't stop doing it, if only to make sure that they kept the best possible outcomes for as many people as possible. "Well, mostly brought you a bit early so we didn't have to move your bodies. That part is weird otherwise... but feel free to make up for whatever you think I need~" she chimed seeming to find it amusing. And why wouldn't she turning down a good thing definitely wasn't worth it. With Kazuhiko's breeches coming down it was only a matter of time before something delightful happened. Beyond that there was no need for Kimiko to worry about anything, if all else failed, Yugi would be joining and ready to give more than everyone else.

Ah but then he didn't need to, because he was waking Miko. And in this particular case the Miko he chose to wake was actually quite a different form. She seemed to be fully committed to her desires in a way that most people wouldn't understand and even in the moment she was showing it. She didn't bother speaking extra or even opening her eyes, instead she was opening her mouth. Unsurprisingly she wasn't resisted, and a cock was shoveled into it. Her hand rose towards the base to help stroke it towards firmness and the other would be raising to begin molesting nearby muscled flesh as she made her way towards his family jewels. "I might be insatiable, but you're feeling me, Daddy♫~" Miko hummed speaking through her full mouth while her tongue played with the cock going into her mouth. As for who she'd fallen asleep with and the day she'd been having before. "Iia, it's nothing like that. I spent the morning..." she paused opening her eyes to make a certain confirmation. In looking at the man before her she saw a form of him she was used to, in making sure she didn't accidentally reveal anything strange, and given the name Ishy she was sure about it. "Good good... not a weird time or anything, I had breakfast with Omi-sei and then got a call from Hiru-nii and Kei-hai and I met up for lunch... just a little post lunch nap~" she claimed as if it was a perfectly normal situation. "It's going to be good though, you'll fuck my face and give me second breakfast right, Daddy?♫~" Miko asserted about their next activity. Oddly enough there was a directness in this version of Miko which usually had to be built up.

Kimiko didn't think the situation surrounding his younger self sucked; she thought it was just odd. Kazu supposed he could understand that. During this time period, he'd yet to figure himself out. Things he had to look forward to included his own impending demise, a strong uncertainty about the fate of his comrades, and far too many points of confusion in his romance life. As for their lack of meetings from her perspective, she blamed her own schedule for the inconsistency. There was nothing to be done about that... except, there really was. "Well you've got no problem bringing me here now. Just give me a call so I can come along. Adventure is adventure, and nobody knows it like I do!" he insisted. This version of Kazuhiko was constructed quite differently in a spiritual sense; he was a different sort of entity in a fully awakened form. Of course, he'd realize one major difference in himself while aligning his erection to Kimiko's undercarriage. "Woah! Where's my awesome thing?!" he wondered. Apparently, this one had something going on with his cock that had not been discovered just yet. What a shame. Either way, the lack of an active bonus wouldn't stop him from rubbing against Kimiko's folds with the full length of his shaft, taking long, slow strokes to do so.

Meanwhile, the apparently insatiable form of Iino Miko decided to be a bit snippy. Yes she was insatiable, she agreed. Beyond that however, he was still feeding her. It wasn't as if he could be stopped from doing that ─ not by anyone who wasn't in this very room with them. "Well of course I'm going to feed you. I've got dibs on the mouth now, right?" he wondered. It seemed that little competition from Jupiter wasn't a one-time occurrence, but instead a long-standing friendly battle. Miko herself had to be fully aware of that by this point in life, as her mention of 'breakfast' with a very specific individual told the tale of her placement in time. "Breakfast? That's not the same day I'm thinking of, is it? Was I there last night?" Yugi questioned. Regarding Miko's very direct request afterwards, the thing called 'second breakfast' couldn't really be denied. He proceeded to thrust into her throat with much intent, having only one curiosity in mind all the while. "Hmm, I guess I could. If you really want it, that is~"

The oddities of time travel not withstanding. There was a comfort to be found in Kazuhiko's older self which was lacking in his younger self. It wasn't anything Kimiko blamed him for, she understood that his life had been quite complicated while he was becoming himself. All that aside, if one asked Kimiko she'd say he came out on the other side of trials as quite a good individual with a good work-life balance. Here and now however, he claimed she could invite him along on an adventure instead of simply picking him up from time to time. "Yeah, I'll keep it in mind. Bringing you here is easy because your body is here... we can't exactly have you running into yourself or anything but still, I wouldn't mind taking you on an adventure for once~" Kimiko claimed as she looked at the young man in front of her. True to her own word, she quite enjoyed this lad's company and the list of people she enjoyed similarly was surprisingly short. Soon enough his cock was on the scene and while this version of him was spiritually more capable of running with Kimiko than his younger self was, the body itself was lacking a few perks. As he began rubbing against her folds and then slow stroking her, Kimiko answered his question with a sigh of relief. "Eh? Well, you are pretty young here. You probably haven't developed it yet... there are some negatives to inhabiting a body not exactly at the same place as you... there are some things you can't make work all the time~" she advised as a person who tended to encounter that problem more often than not. Still, instead of harping on anything in particular she began to shift her hips to meet his slow strokes enjoying the movements of their combined efforts.

At the same time, Miko with a mouthful of dick was happy as she could be. She seemed to be enjoying this breakfast even as she explained what she'd been up to previously. She seemed to be a bit cheeky, oddly direct and very desirous. She'd been a bit snippy but spoke of being fed, and Yugi agreed, mentioning having dibs on her mouth currently. Miko looked up at him with those large brown eyes of hers and wiggled her brows, "Yeah, you won it last time. But with dibs comes feeding!~" Moving on from that point, what she'd been doing before she showed up and the conversation surrounding it did indeed tell a tale. It would seem it hadn't been so long from her own perspective since the last time she'd seen Yugi. "Yeah, actually. It was a great night!~ And then continental breakfast!~" Miko chimed about her day. Such a statement was openly slutty if one knew what she meant. Oh well, many things were so pleasing to Miko, in this case, she'd mentioned wanting to have her face fucked and her 'second breakfast'. He claimed he could do that if she really wanted it. And beyond that point he was already moving with more purpose within her mouth and throat. She moaned her happiness as this happened and said the words she knew would lead to purely magical results. There were certain ways of speaking which gained her exactly the sort of results she wanted, everyone had something different but when she learned them she'd use them to dangerous effect. "Fuck my face and feed me, Daddy♫!~" Miko sang around his still moving cock, spraying his base and balls in the liquid of her mouth without shame as she continued to molest his jewels with new lubrication.

This version of Kazuhiko may have been on a couple of interesting time-space journeys with the pair before, but his memory didn't include many invitations to long and deviant journeys. He could go for one or ten of those ─ especially if the others could be invited. With their ability to move through time specifically, he could even be gone for ages and return in time for tea... or a night with the wives... or both in some cases. Well, that was also something mostly out of his hands. It certainly wasn't worth any more concern than his current act of rubbing against Kimiko's womanhood as if he'd never entered it before, only to pull back enough to facilitate a proper entry soon. Sadly, he had to push his way inside the girl without the use of a favored technique. Kimiko pointed out how early in life this was, so there was nothing to be done about it now. Either way, he'd be no less satisfied by the experience of squeezing through her canal. "Hmmn─... Oh well. That just means another stop by my place for the rest, right? I'll owe you this time... after you finish that apology, I mean~" he said, winking cheekily.

Lo and behold, it seemed Yugi was currently the one in possession of Miko's mouth. He may have said that was the best part to have, but 'best' was determined by either the day or the moment with this one. So versatile was this particular girl, her ability may have been the reason that war for ownership of different parts never ended. Ah, but the competition had long since gone beyond this hole or that hole. Three was too small a number for the combatants by now. "Always a good time, owning this. What else do I have now? Since you've been so busy today, I've got no idea where I stand everywhere else. Who's got what?" he wondered earnestly. Regardless of her answer, he had a job to do. Miko made the proper request, so she'd receive his answer with a seemingly endless series of pumps into her throat. Since she was so specific, and he didn't have to worry about this future version breaking even within her past self's body... Yugi thought to sweeten the deal a bit, meeting both requests at once. He wouldn't stop fucking her throat as she desired, but he'd also begin the feeding process early by letting mana flow from his tip right down her stretching gullet. What was the harm in some lubrication coming from both ends? Yugi believed there was none.

Perhaps a bit of planning for a more outrageous adventure was in order. Kimiko could see the benefit of having Kazuhiko and a few of his others tag-along for the sake of finding and debauching a place. A long vacation which didn't have to be too long from the perspective of others so long as they kept a proper hold on the time he was taken from. Yeah, that would definitely be worth pondering. For now though the movement against her folds was nothing too new, but also everything so likeable. Even without his favored upgrade the lad would be pushing himself into her core and dealing with the tight slickness it provided. All that pressure made her feel like she was stretching to accommodate but every inch would be taken with care given the less stable nature of his body, even with the more advanced soul backing it. "Aaaaah~" a little moan escaped Kimiko's lips as he made his way into her depths, "Eh? Well, I guess I could make time for that... you can't go pulling that apology thing up though, not when it's your fault it stopped in the first place~" she mentioned. Though she was more than keen to do just that, perhaps it was just her teasing nature which would end in such a thing.

At the same time, Miko was starting on her 'second breakfast' which was a meal she quite enjoyed. Yugi currently owned her mouth as expressed by her, and it seemed other parts of her body were officially up for grabs. What else did Yugi own and who else owned what? This was the question posed and it had quite the interesting response. "Daddy, you have mouth and feet," she mentioned as her throat moved and she happily continued sucking upon the cock moving around inside. "Kazuchii has hands still, Sei took oppai," she mentioned seemingly pleased by that knowledge. "Hiru-nii has the pussy and Onii-chan took the ass~" she said giving out the full rankings. But what of her demands? Yugi would be continuing to fuck her throat but also spilling a bit within it, beginning her feeding. Her soul in the future was big enough that it didn't endanger her existence, and instead, she was now swallowing in addition to all the other things she had going on. Sweet little moans escaping between her movements, all the while a gentle seeping from her loins happened as she throbbed with near orgasmic pleasure from this treatment of her mouth alone.

Once he began the path toward Kimiko's womb, Kazu felt nearly at home, albeit without his usual garb as it were. No matter; he didn't need every feature he'd become accustomed to for a satisfying experience. Kimiko was just as he remembered, so an ultimate-tier experience was assured for him. Moreover, it seemed she saw some reason to seek an additional encounter. They were never the types to leave something incomplete, after all. "Of course you could... and I'm sure you will. Nothing half-assed, right?" he mentioned to bring up Kimiko's known greedy nature. He would definitely be seeing her soon, but first was that incomplete apology she thought to blame him for. "My fault? Just because you couldn't get your words out properly, doesn't make it my fault," he argued while rubbing ever so casually against her cervix, as if to tease in doing so.

Speaking of teases, apparently Yugi only had possession of Miko's mouth and feet currently. Well... of six things to claim, he did have two. Was that enough? Of course it wasn't! He could especially file a complaint about the two parts being so far apart that they could hardly be used at the same time. It was only natural that he lay claim to something else. "Yare yare. What am I supposed to do with that, huh? I can't use your mouth and feet at the same time without a lot of contortion. Don't you think it's time you gave me something else to bridge the gap?" he suggested, a gentle hand landing atop Miko's head in stark contrast to the rough, spewing thrusts that stopped just against her nose and lips. "Besides, I had to hold back so much with the smaller you. At this rate, I'll bloat you from the excitement if I'm just playing around in your mouth all day~" he added. True to his word, Yugi had essentially lowered the floodgates to flow a continuous stream of mana down Miko's throat. He never had a problem 'filling' her, except during his earliest days. At this point in their lives, he still carried all the weight of a full buffet spread for Miko's food-based view of others, should he decide to let it be so.

Kimiko was a person of oddly simple desires. When it came to others she simply wanted all the had to give, in a moment, to sate her own avarice. At the same time she was willing to commit herself to what she did, giving her full effort when a moment dictated it. In this case, she would likely find a way to plan a little trip for Kazuhiko and co, and get herself some time alone with him during his own time to enjoy fully his upgraded physique and magical ability. "Yeah, I'm more of an all ass or no ass, kinda girl~" she confirmed while her own hips were moving. It seemed that at this point he was content to stop short of her womb, teasing her with the sensation of brushing against it instead of making the full dive in. All the while he was teasing her about the nature of her stopped apology as if the situation wasn't similar to what was happening right now. "Ya... yes! Your fault!" she managed hiccupping only through the first word in that exchange. "My words changed by your actions... your fault!" she declared. Yes, she knew exactly how that happened and it was a heat of the moment kind of situation, but it was definitely Kazuhiko's fault he didn't get his apology properly. And if he kept up his current behavior he wouldn't be receiving many words from her now either. Not that she found that to be a problem, no, instead she was busy focusing on how nice it felt even without the extra magical ability since he had a decent bit of power behind him.

There were six parts of Miko's body in contention for ownership most times. And of those six two presently belonged to Yugi. Of course the two he owned seemed to be quite far away from each other, and beyond that part there was the competitive nature of the men in question over her body parts. He wanted something else to bridge the gap, given the spacing difference between the things he currently owned. Well, that did seem fair... and presently her hands had been quite busy on his body. In fact hands was all Miko could think of as one gentle one was put atop her head. It was a contrast she always enjoyed. Someone fucking her face but carefully allowing a hand to rest atop her head, encouraging her actions and movements. "You cold have hands, Daddy. I've been using them so much already!~" Miko chimed and gurgled through her now filling throat. She continued to swallow between those words, having her stomach began in to be filled properly. She squealed her happiness as she felt fuller than normal. Still if he only spilled in her mouth she would indeed become bloated. Still, her eyes were sparkling at the commentary her face red and appreciative as she always would be. But there was something else as well, a bit of smugness. "But since you're excited, and I want all the fillings, take what you want Daddy♫~" Miko chanted as she continued to swallow and hum on his cock. If she was being honest she could always swallow a dick but with the talking and combination, his fluids her saliva and the wet noises were combining as she spoke around his cock and drank his tasty essence. He was definitely always at least a full meal for her since reaching maturity.

All ass or no ass was a belief system shared by Kazuhiko, and in fact much of their shared circle. In some cases however, going 'full ass' was a matter of buildup. Such was the case during Kimiko's incomplete apology, and such would be the case again here and now. Even as she reiterated the blame sent his way, there was a stammer most noteworthy. It seemed he had another chance to make something amusing happen. Maybe the alteration to her words was his fault. He'd continue rejecting the blame, but internally... he'd relish in having it. Perhaps he'd see some amount of success by slipping just head-deep into her womb and wedging himself repeatedly against her cervix. He did at least have that endless swirl of mana working from his glans by this point in history; he could use that to tease the rest of Kimiko's womb for the time being. "My actions... but your decision to let those actions happen. That makes it your own fault, doesn't it?"

Yugi had to go about acquiring another part of Miko. Anything else to sweeten the experience for him, and conversely set one of the others on a path to entertainment, would suffice. Ah, but what would he be given by Miko's whim? Her hands. Her mouth, her feet, and... hands to bridge the space. While he couldn't forge a complaint about the part, there was always something to complain about within anything. "Hands, huh? And what if I say that's not enough?" he asked without hesitation, even while clearly enjoying the hand upon his twice-lubricated balls. Those thrusts eventually shifted back a bit, giving Yugi less room to penetrate, but more space to fill with his seed. He'd been missing this sort of thing since appearing on Jupiter, but... he also still liked alternative methods. As such, he'd eventually hold himself just within Miko's mouth to keep pouring essence which, strangely, became thicker over time. "I'm going to take what I want anyway, but you know it's not the same like that. And you know, I went through all that effort to bring you here and make sure you're fed on demand... and that's all you're going to offer me? For shame~" he stated.

The ideologies shared by a group of friends was never anything to scoff at. The longer a group knew each other the easier and better than interactions became, such was what was happening between them. Regardless the lad had a way of making things happen around him. Here and now he was changing up his tactics, slipping into the start of her womb after causing a hiccup in her speech. Just the same she felt herself beginning to gently tense as that teasing became worse for her moment by moment. Of course, he'd choose such a moment to expose her weakness. "Semantics," Kimiko summarized as she she shifted her hips. She moved on her own aiming to force a tiny bit more depth with her own movements. It would be far too simple if she let him completely control such moments. Besides she had to keep her wits about her, lest she actually have to apologize more at some point.

At the same time, Miko immediately surrendered her hands as Yugi claimed to be looking for further ownership of her person. Whatever kind of extras the men in her life looked for, Miko would provide. Even if she had to tease, or be contrary to allow them the freedom to get what they wanted. In Yugi's case he decided that her offering may not be enough. She continued sucking down on all that spilled in her throat, and as he pulled back she began to taste deliciousness as well. "If it's not enough then you can have more, but then I'll need more too... that's the way it works, Daddy♫~" Miko said those words with a cheeky expression crossing her face, as much as it was possible with her mouth still filled. As he withdrew, her hands movements became more prominent. She molested his sack, tickling his flesh with the lighter version of the mana enhancement that this body was currently capable of, it wasn't what she was used to, but she'd once made do with nothing at all. Still Miko pouted as she heard Yugi's further words about what he'd gone through to get her here. She seemed to be experiencing playful pettiness. "Well, you wanted to see the insatiable one, you can't complain about it now. You know I'll give you anything you like, so long as you're filling me up, do you want both pussy and ass again? You can only have both if you're going to fill me up, Daddy♫~" Miko teased gently. As his cock came further out she changed the placement of her hands and mouth. She found a hand stroking his cock steadily as what he spilled became thicker and stickier she opened her mouth to show him and enjoy the taste cascading across her senses. It was delicious and she was absolutely delighted to be indulging currently.

The one called Kimiko, or rather 'Ishy' by this version of Kazu, was again quite the bother to argue with. Ah, but this wasn't the young and inexperienced Kazu. If she wanted to talk about semantics, he'd show her what semantics really were. It didn't matter to him how this day ended, so he would show no concern for the outcome of his own actions. What actions? Well, Kimiko was notably moving her hips with the clear intention of forcing greater depth of penetration. No way would he let her start wresting control of the situation now. Both arms stretched, a hand pressing against each underside of Kimiko's thighs. With that pinning effort, he aimed to keep her movements intact. "This body isn't as bad as I remember. I'm not in the way of something you were about to do, am I?" he wondered, sarcasm clear in his tone and cadence. If Kimiko wanted something more within her womb right now, she'd have to deal with magical gravity affecting the walls; nothing else was being allowed just yet.

On the other side of the sofa, Yugi was being reminded that more gained required more offered. Of course, he needed no such reminder. Acquisition of another part or parts would naturally lead to him using said parts ─ or even abusing them, depending on one's perspective. Surely Miko knew this... so there must have been something more to that statement. "Mhm. Well, you know the rest of the deal. I'll buy everything you're selling," he agreed. At this particular junction, it seemed Yugi was due to possess every part Miko had on offer. Her open mouth and coated tongue required appreciation of the highest caliber. With that being the case, Yugi prepared his phone, retracted his cock and prepared to take a photo. "So besides what comes naturally, what else are you looking for? We all know what's happening already once I have ownership. You're aiming for something else, right?"

Kimiko knew that between herself and Kazuhiko would be something of a battle. A shift had occurred in their relationship at some point and he'd moved on from his place as a pet of hers exclusively. Well, he was still her pet, but a certain bit of fairness existed between her and this more complete version of the lad. The one who knew he could and should take from her to maintain himself and leave her no openings to determine whatever it was she felt like doing. In such a moment, she found herself being stopped from her own actions being taken, at least a bit. The movement of her hips was possible, but not to the extent that she wanted it to be. She was being teased as certain individuals always managed to do. She let out an exasperated sigh as he seemed pleased with the current state of his body. "I don't know if I like you being all smug," she managed though not without a little upturn of her lips giving away, the sarcasm of the demeanor. "Of course you're in my way, but you know that... if you have time to hinder then move your fucking hips. Or what? Was all that all that talk of sweet moves empty?" she said aiming to provoke a bit. If he planned keep her from moving this along then he should be the one doing it, such was always her kind of logic.

Meanwhile, Iino Miko and Yugi were having a conversation about her claimable parts and what all she was willing to give and what she needed to receive. All understood the arrangement, but whenever that odd kind of mood struck the girl she often found herself negotiating for a bit more than the usual. Her desires were always numerous, even as she was filled, still she was pleased to hear some form of agreement. "Music to my ears," she claimed happily. Her words might have come out with gurgling musical cadence but that didn't stop her from sharing what was on her mind. Once her mouth was full and Yugi began to withdraw. The hand she moved down his shaft towards her own mouth would be used to join with her other hand near her face as she kept her mouth open for him to see. Whenever her hands filled she'd have that too, and leave him ample room to take some nice pictures. "I am looking for a multiple body filling. Even if I can't get it right just now... it's been stuck in my head since yesterday~" Miko mentioned. Miko was never one who needed a single time to do a thing, but she wanted things that were almost never immediately attainable.

Kimiko continued her attempt to move against him, but it made no difference. Kazu delved no deeper into her body. In fact, he was certain to remain in place as she commented sarcastically about his smugness. "That so?" he replied with no less cheek than before. "I guess 'like' isn't a strong enough word after all, huh? That's alright. The king will always forgive his favorite subjects!" he continued. The joking nature of Kazuhiko had gone nowhere in whatever number of years had passed; it had only been joined by a firmer sense of self after the tough times were passed. Moving on from that lightheartedness however, Kimiko urged him to move his hips... lest his mention of 'sweet moves' be naught but empty words. Nonsense. "Oh please! You've been dealing with young me so long, you must've forgotten I'm absolutely flawless! Who needs hips when I can just do this?" With that, Kazu decided to employ a hidden technique originally coined to be a weapon against a desirous Sakura. With a bit of conscious thought through this lesser body he inhabited, the spiral of mana within his cock became an active storm of tangible aura, his glans as its center point. The spiral may have always existed, and it may have had some effects when joining his magical form of gravity... but when acting with purpose, Kazu turned that simple trick into a replica of Jupiter's great storm. Even though there was no true wind, his mana moved as if that were the case. Rapid spiraling would stretch the womb, and an added effect akin to lightning strikes in nature would further surge its way through the nervous system.

All the while, Yugi kept a busy finger to ensure he got the best angles of Miko with her mouth full of spunk. Never had he seen a picture of the girl be anything other than incredible, planned or spontaneous, but still there were some which stood out even more than normal. Besides, the little movements had to be caught ─ as did the bigger movement involving her taking on the physical visage of one called a chalice. That was one he definitely had to save, even if he had it a thousand times over. "That's good. Do you remember today? The younger version of you didn't think to do that move yet. From my perspective, you understood your role before I even knew what I was completely," he mused. As for what she wanted in exchange for this round of ownership, she desired... multiple fillings. Such had been mentioned in their previous meeting from her perspective, as he recalled. Also in his recollection was... the details of that desire. "Ugh, of course you still want that. Is that just the new line for you to fling yourself over at light speed? You know how much animosity is in a room with me and those two guys, of all people?"

Kimiko may have been putting herself into an odd situation. Dealing with all the younger forms of Kazuhiko, it seemed she was mistaken about the personalities being presented to her. Kazuhiko pointed out this fallacy as she made demands about the movements of his hips while their bodies were currently engaged. Why? Well, he'd pinned her legs and kept her form moving around as she would have liked, but she wouldn't be kept away from anything for very long. Kazuhiko called himself absolutely flawless, something very much missing from the younger versions of himself. He then unleased a move she'd not felt before. It definitely wasn't something the version of himself from earlier in the day would have been capable of. Unmoving but using 'wind' power within himself, he moved his mana around like the hurricane of his chosen planet. Kimiko found herself enjoying the sensation, "Huuuu~" she moaned in surprise. What had been an orgasm slowly building for the duration of their exchange became a climax bursting forth even without his extra movement. She felt the expansion of her womb and all of the gravity that such a thing could give her. It was exceptional and truly a worthwhile thing... what had she been arguing with him about? Suddenly she couldn't remember.

While Kimiko faced her reckoning, Miko faced a camera. Far removed was this version of Iino Miko from her early self. Even so, she was always fine to be in a few of these more graphic images. She was glad if someone like Yugi or any of her other favorites got great pictures out of any of her more deviant behaviors. Even now, she currently had spunk in her open mouth and more in her hand as she looked up Yugi's body at him. She'd eventually go on to swallow, showing him more images of herself without her mouth full. She was asked if she remembered today, "Hai, it's all coming back to me~" she claimed about the day. "I remember thinking this sort of thing as genius for exactly this reason♪~" she chirped while putting those hands up to her face, and slurping down another shot of delectable spunk. His truly was among her favorite flavors to taste. As she drank she heard out his musings, specifically as it referred to her desire for multiple fillings. Such was relegated to a few key people who were a bit on the harder side to deal with, when he questioned her desire and her understanding of things, Miko pouted. She puffed out her cheeks and looked up at him like a dejected child, not enjoying his lack of enthusiasm. "Of course I want that..." she snapped back only to scoff about the details, "I am not flinging myself into anything... I thought about it loads, which is why I want it!" she mentioned seeming to play the part of a pouty child instead of a normal functioning adult of however old she happened to be. "Besides, I know all about that animosity, and I want to take it, absorb it into myself and see what happens afterwards!♪~" Miko pleaded with quivering lips and pleading eyes. Her tone was demanding and what she wanted was admittedly outrageous, but it was what she desired.

One thing Kazu's future self had was the ability to go above and beyond, almost on a whim most times. He tried a great many things in the spur of a moment, and he planned many things that actually reached fruition instead of being thrown out the window. He remembered coming up with the current trick, and thinking it would also be useful against Kimiko when she decided to behave in her trademark bratty fashion. Based on her reaction, the wordlessness and her quivering canal, his plan seemed to work just as intended. Actually, it seemed she may have experienced a total slip of the mind in that moment. How interesting. "Watch out, Ishy♥ Ya' gotta keep in mind we're on a schedule here~" he said despite not caring at all about said schedule himself. Whether Kimiko cared or not didn't affect his intentions at all, as evident by the continued maelstrom of mana happening within her.

Miko did remember this day's events ─ or at least she was starting to. Indeed, today was the first day for her, and the very same day she first became a chalice. Sadly, it was not the first day she fully acted as one... though it was now in a way. "It is genius. When I decided to make you a chalice in this timeline, I didn't think you'd realize one of the most important parts by yourself. Since I first saw it, I always assumed it was something you learned elsewhere," he explained. Over the course of their conversation, Yugi took several additional pictures at various points during Miko's process. Whether he kept them for himself or sent them to her, he'd not yet decided... but there would be some for her use soon enough. Just the same, he supposed there would soon be one hell of a day involving two other excessive personalities. Yugi very well couldn't turn down the opportunity for full control of Miko's form, even if it would be challenged twice over when that day came to pass. "Well it's not like I can say no if you're going to put it like that," he said with a sigh. With that, he held his phone on offer. "Done deal, but you should also do something for yourself. We came back here to give you guys those first day gifts, and I know how you like those... 'selfies' of yours~"

Kimiko in her present form was being shown something new. How this one still managed to have surprises even for her, was something she couldn't really understand. Even so, she was apt to accept the excessive nature of him funneling a storm inside her womb with just the tip of his cock and some errant mana. In fact the convulsions and pressure her core exerted would only continue as she had one of the longest orgasms of her life in response. After her mind had cleared of any negative thoughts related to their conversation, Kazuhiko decided to tease, telling her to be careful because of their scheduling limitations. She scoffed at him once more, even through that long orgasm, "Uha---aaaaaah♥~ Whatever, I'm a time traveler you're the one who has somewhere to be on time..." she said knowing full well this kind of thing was exactly how she ended up owing him an apology in the first place.

Meanwhile, Miko and Yugi were having a discussion about the moments of her past self in this timeline and how she came to understand fully her place in the world as a chalice. It was apparently something Yugi himself thought she'd picked up at some other time, and he also called the moment genius on her part. She started at him, her face gaining a rather intense blush. Even in the future a bit of truthful flattery went far with Iino Miko. "I didn't expect you to say that♪!~" she exclaimed still seemingly pleased regardless of her flustered reaction. All those pictures taken of herself, likely included a few blushing and floundering on any given today, this one was no different from any other. Well, that wasn't entirely true, this was a first day in a lot of cases, and one of deals. One of which, Yugi agreed to given her demeanor as a pouty individual as well as her total inclination to be completely overwhelmed by three dominating personalities. All she had to give up for this, was the complete control of her body, which she likely would have given anyway. It was such a good deal. "Yosh! It's gonna be the best day ever♪!~" Miko sang with pure glee. As for the pictures she was offered Yugi's phone, and he mentioned taking gifts for herself, including her favored selfies. "Oh right! I think about that multiple times today, how was I going to explain it to Kaya-sen without them! And what about my collection... I already have to take a few others for the first time!~" she mused. Still she took the phone, angling her overly photogenic face right beside Yugi's cock to take a picture of herself with it, smiling brightly at the camera giving the peace sign. She'd take a few more standard ones, and one in which she kissed the shaft. Eventually she'd move herself a little so she could take one up his body, "Give me the look, Daddy♫!~" she demanded a certain glaring facial expression that she wanted to see while her tongue was pressed against the side of his dick. Knowing she had one to get for herself in particular as part of her conquest pictures. Once she had a good collection she'd be ready to commit herself giving back his phone. "Oh, since it's a done deal, you have a way you want me to present myself this time?" she asked about the full directionality of her body as she could and would take any position the man wanted to see from her to give him access to her holes which he'd be taking at his leisure.

True enough, Kimiko was a time-traveler. As the one with places to be and people to meet within an acceptable period of time, Kazuhiko should have been the one concerned with scheduling. On the other hand, there was a thing called the Spirit of Adventure... and it didn't have time constraints. For his own reasons, Kazuhiko had long since given up on such limitations without being taken by a new journey to new horizons. He would not be the one to determine a stopping point unless the current adventure ended naturally. "Yeah, and you're the one that has to get me there. Are you trying to say I should stop?" he asked. Of course, Kazu knew better. There was no stopping from them just yet, and there remained an apology to consider. Moreover, Kimiko's extended orgasm obviously needed to stretch on for a while longer... so Kazu would be letting his mana run rampant within her, now with the addition of a slow delve deeper into her womb. He'd started from such a distant point simply because of the dangers associated with the sudden surge and velocity, but surely it was worth adding friction to the mix to avoid Kimiko getting too used to the feeling right away.

In addition to the pictures acquired for the original purpose, Yugi was gaining a few for his personal collection as well. Rare was the opportunity in which he could see the visage of a Miko he'd yet to know showing the behavior of one he'd known for eons. In all this time, she never lost the ability to fluster with ease. It did carry a different sort of weight, however. All forms of Miko could be appreciated, including... the one Yugi figured would exist on her alleged 'best day ever' ─ which he also knew was only one of a billion best days by now. "Uh-huh. Best day ever, again again. Assuming you remember it once it's over~" he teased while handing over the phone. Once Miko had it, she went straight to taking selfies with his dick, as she'd done quite a few times with his various selves by now. In the midst of those pictures, she set things up for a long shot and requested 'the look'. Ah, he figured there was a very specific reason for that. Glaring into the camera, eyes glowing fiercely, Yugi remained still. For added effect, he even held a hand atop Miko's head before the snap occurred. "Way to give me a nostalgia trip to the day I was basically assaulted by someone with an RBF kink. Anyway, decisions decisions. I've been through a few with your younger self today, so how about a classic for us? One up, one down? That one's been a while from my perspective."

Kimiko was being treated to something new by one of her favorite individuals. Of course, she also knew what he was like. The reason she'd owed him an apology in the first place, was simply because she'd dragged him along once, and it'd ended in him not getting back home in a timely manner. Even so, having an extended orgasm did nothing to help her think about things logically. That spirit of adventure mentality had her wanting to see what this new kind of development did past the moment, so, was she telling him to stop. "Of course not, but I'm not apologizing aga....ah♥!~" In the middle of a sentence Kimiko found herself squealing her delight. Why? Well, he pushed further in finally. All that pressure created by his magical skill set filling her womb past that original point making her feel the magical penetration and a grinding one as he moved. Her own hips shifted just a little but she couldn't help that either. If nothing else, the added sensation had her eyes losing focus as her tongue fell out of her mouth. Kimiko liked this version of him best but that didn't mean she didn't know exactly what he was... oh well, it was worth it for the experience.

At the same time, Miko was getting an experience for her younger self. She was taking a ton of pictures for her younger self complete with her signature favorite looks. All the while Yugi's agreement had her thinking about her future self and the best day ever yet to come. "It's what we strive for, the next best day ever♪!~" Miko chirped during those pictures. Of course, there was a certain kind of picture that Iino Miko wanted, the look. A glaring, eye glowing dominating picture for posterity and for one of her favorite female companions. There was even a hand atop Miko's head as her tongue remained pressed against the side of his dick, well...she never let go of a sentiment once it existed. She had to mark her territory she called herself a sharing person after all. She took that picture and Yugi claimed that he was given a nostalgia trip to a time where he was assaulted by a lass who enjoyed the resting face he maintained, "Does it? I'm glad! Getting that approval for a plus one became second nature to me early," she said speaking of one of her favorite threesome partners without hesitation. Ah, and that wasn't it either, the 'one up, one down' desire of Yugi was one which she could always agree with and was also something picked up from a certain overly flexible demoness. "I wonder if little me has that in her... this body hasn't tested that kind of flexibility just yet," Miko uttered. Still. With her pictures, she handed the man behind her back his phone and turned away from him. Her internal desire said show her ass, so she would... She established her balance even on her tip toes and bent down to pick up her left leg. She rose with it, in the air and gave her hips a little pop making her butt bounce for Yugi's viewing pleasure. 'Aww, way to go little me, being flexible this early!~' she chimed within her own mind. For Yugi, she looked back a cheeky little smirk on her face with those innocent eyes staring at him. "Like this, right Daddy♫!~"