Anais was offered an additional lecture to go along with her most recent understanding. She continued to sit where she was seemingly interested. After giving her commentary about the difference between the expectations she had and the reality of her mana transfer, she heard an utterance of disgusting. Of course, she agreed and after saying all that she had came to the conclusion that it being disgusting was likely one of the main reasons that humans thought the act more indecent and attributed it to the behavior of wanton women and men. Hm, but what else was she offered to round out her world view? A full understanding of mana transfers taken orally. Apparently, the taste and amount were matters of power being given and compatibility. To find out something was incompatible orally meant to understand that one would have problems metabolizing mana. What was more, enjoying taste, quantity and texture were signs of reasonable mana transfer. That all made sense. Along with that explanation was another apology. "That was definitely more in line with my own experience, actually having that experience for myself makes it pretty obvious why the social dynamics of dealing with outsiders can be very difficult for you. Between the teachings, lack of mana sense, and the pre-existing social constructs you'd have a pretty hard time convincing the general human populations that these acts aren't just for the sake of perversion," she said. With all that out of the way she seemed rather pleased. "Thanks for clearing it up," she offered innocently. The amount of sexualization this girl was willing to compartmentalize was rather high, she had very likely boxed up whatever strange feelings she had about the sexual aspects to try and consider it as openly as possible.

Meanwhile as Charles and Sakura kissed he lad seemed to be losing more and more of himself. Strangely, none of that seemed to stop him from carrying on, and as such Sakura didn't worry too much about it either. Their tongues dancing between their mouths would eventually leave Charles the room to talk, even as Sakura began to move once more. This new form of movement seemed the sort that she took on almost unconscously. She began seeking sensation as she plunged into intimacy in this way. Of course, this didn't stop her from hearing what Charles had to say, nor from seeming to interpret it based on something else, she'd heard somewhere else, maybe. Well, not exactly that... "Harmony..." she explained as if that one word would be enough to explain everything. They were reaching together for the same kind of goal, and in so doing their mana, their heartbeats and even their very souls were being aligned. There was a certain expectancy within Sakura that when the moment of truth was reached it would be by the pair of them simultaneously. Charles was breaking apart, but he'd been doing that the whole time, eventually... all of the breaks would amount to something and before that they needed to know each other... in the truest sense possible. In the meantime Sakura's body began calling out to Charles with squeezes and lubrication and eventually even that vibrating sensation and she'd expect an answer.

At the same time Miwa, was dealing with a strangeness. At least one of her husbands, seemed to be a bit more aggressive than the other ones seen this day. Where as Qin had been a bit pompous and Ailen was obviously laid back and studious, this one was... different. And tht difference made Miwa swoon in a specific kind of way. "You don't have to be so mean you know?" she stated but she'd still not done anything about it. She mostly let the men handle their disputes between themselves, but she knew this one to be particularly rowdy and thus was at least inclined to speak on it. As for the statements she actually mean by calling him 'problematic' she was quite clear. "You're quite aggressive, and a bit rude... I don't hate that about you though~" she mentioned. She was the titular goddess of the area, it wasn't often that anyone approached her with anything less than the utmost care and respect. This one, had his own way of being and she felt the desire to bend around him a bit more than normal. Speaking of bending he let go of hair and slapped her rear again, bringing another little squeal of delight from betwixt her lips. It would be soon after this that the goddess took on a pose she'd seen performed the previous day. Her legs separated into an almost sideways split leaving her rear up in the air she bent at the waist resting upon her elbows a large arch in her spine. "Hm... I don't think this is something I can do for long, but the little death goddess got a rise out of an old destroyer like this so I figured it could work~" she mused. Besides that she was sure bent like this she'd likely feel every inch offered her throughout her entire being. It'd be marvelous.