In terms of things meant to be done with the body of another person, many believed tonguing someone's asshole was not on the list. Ren was not such a person. He was one who unironically found every part of the female form attractive, even sexually. Ears, fingers, toes, anuses ─ all of those things were included. How he managed to ever look at a woman without being hard as a rock may have been the ninth or tenth wonder of this world. Here and now, he found gratification and validation alike from putting his tongue to Miko's asshole. As he circled and prodded, she moaned and hummed into his shaft. And so began the cycle of one's actions fueling the other's. As she vibrated his cock with her throat, he cycled to slipping a fingertip into her rear just to open it a bit. As she squeezed his balls, Ren's legs shifted with the apparent intention of wrapping around her head... as if he meant to acquire some leverage to spite the sting.

Tae made a note of Yugi's withheld act of perversion. Some things were too easy, too obvious, he thought. It didn't need explaining what a face like hers made him think of doing. "I'm sure you've heard all that stuff no less than two-dozen times this week," he surmised. "All of that's true, but I won't bother wasting time and stating the obvious. Besides, I'm more interested in working through your weirder parts," he said, thinking over what this one might have hidden in the proverbial closet. Instead of devoting too much time and energy to that, however, he went along with her requests and drank half of the altered potion. He didn't need to take a single sip, but... she asked, so he did. When Tae questioned the results, she proved an interesting amount of thought in the assumption that he had a readout of some sort. Ah, but Yugi's first reply had nothing to do with that. He instead had something to say about how he was feeling, particularly after being called 'little guinea pig' by the doctor. "Hard in three," was his response. "But you probably knew that was coming. I do have a readout. This potion is about two tiers higher, into some shit that isn't really in the current budget. No efficacy lost. It's still worth a 20% heal at base. What you did added another 10% over the course of five seconds."

Those with power, wrote the history books. Some, like the one being called Toru, knew Makima would like nothing more than to be the sole writer of all history. He also didn't have an issue with the thought of making it so. He didn't care whether he became even stronger or not, but Makima finally expressed some real excitement about becoming stronger herself. "Woah, don't sound too happy about it! I'll rip a hole in my pants~" the man warned. More information about his potential students was given shortly afterwards. They'd offered themselves to Makima's cause. They were about C-rank in power presently, but could take down a B-rank boss between the two of them. Toru didn't care about their personal details, but... having two students who could grow in strength? If they didn't have a definite ceiling, they were sure to be entertaining if allowed to grow. "Mendokuse. You put on an expression like that and have the nerve to give me an option?" he asked fully in rhetoric. Leaning once more into the woman's face, he removed his right hand from his pocket. That same hand crept up to Makima's chin, hovering beneath it for a moment before fully making contact with her flesh. "Makima-chaaan~ Why don't you just cut the shit? If those kids'll build you up, and that's what you want, that's all I need to hear. Tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you'll get~" he rebutted, those eyes glowing and swirling as if they were filled with mercury.