Princess saw her life in a very specific way. The Yakuza family she'd left in disarray would probably continue to hunt her, she had no useful skills and working like a normal person would leave her open to too many dangers. Her job was something she did to live, not something she enjoyed. There were aspects, things she liked but this... wasn't at all what she thought her day would be going like. "I do enjoy stepping on people but I don't normally enjoy anything else... I am enjoying this, which isn't how this normally goes. Today we are both getting what we want but this isn't normal... I'm not stupid I know I am not going to get this out of a normal days work ever..." she said. There was a certain amount of satisfaction she'd never receive from the people who bought prostitutes. Still he tried to pull out of her but never quite made it all the way. Princess bit her bottom lip, 'Fucking freaky ass torturing me to death over here!' she thought. She was being asked philosophical questions with a dick in her, unlike any other she'd ever taken in her life. "I haven't wanted to die in a long time. Working until you die is basically what everyone does. I just happen to be one of those people who doesn't like my job and knows I don't have very many career options. I am not fooling myself into thinking my life will be happy..." she explained. Which is why he was ruining her life. It was easy to maintain a status quo and harder to break habits. Even now, her body wanted more and he wasn't giving it. Even now, she couldn't remember the last time she felt anything resembling a positive set of emotions before this and today was laced with skepticism and a looming sense of danger. How could she even make her life happy? Kill a bunch of Yakuza? Make sure no one was hunting her? Was that a real option... she'd never considered it before...Her eyes flickered over that weird answer and all the odd things Kusanagi had been saying to her all day and she realized that it was technically possible for her to free herself... from the cage of her own making. Assuming she survived long enough to do so.
Both Hiruko and Kaguya agreed in a rather strange way to Miko's uttered threat of their secondary time together. "Hai hai, no calling me extreme, later. You both agreed♫!~" Miko sang those words and walked happily with her friend. They entered the shop and began looking around but not before another little thing was spoken to Kaguya about her place as his lucky charm and her apparent good energy. "Goodness, you're quite good at this... I'll take you at your word then♥~" Kaguya mentioned. She understood how Miko had come to like this man, he was quite comforting and good for self-esteem. She didn't need that sort of encouragement but she liked it nonetheless. Just the same, Hiruko opened up his tab, and Miko heard him talking to the front counter person. Miko to her credit wasn't trying to eavesdrop but hadn't noticed her own audio sensitivity since the previous day being alone with people most of the time. She heard a name she'd never heard before... Aventurine. That was definitely a codename and all the confirmation she needed. Her eyes widened gently as she turned. "Well, guess my hearing is still good," she murmured as they walked off. "Ara? Hear something interesting, or is it another rule one thing?" Kaguya asked having heard nothing. "Definitely rule one, moving on~" she claimed noting more oddities. If this man was a hit man, mobster, or anything else, wasn't Miko's business. He was nice to her and didn't tick any of her morally incomprehensible boxes so... she'd allow him to live his best life and fuck him whenever they both had time. "If you find something you like... pick up two. Also grab lingerie..." Miko murmured as she held a strangely ornate blue dress in her own size twice over. It was so frilly and pretty. She couldn't explain why she liked it, but she did. "Aww, that's definitely cute. Take this one too~" Kaguya said handing the girl an outfit that looked like a sailor outfit but with a bunny style head piece and a really high v-string. "Oi, where am I supposed to wear this?" she asked. "Dunno, but you'd look fucking hot in it! Also why two?" she exclaimed as Miko handed her two little black dresses with high splits and low cut tops and sleeves which she thought favored Kaguya's more balanced figure.