Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Layers were working to their intended purpose if they were keeping Yugi out, but Miko claimed keeping him out wasn't her intention. She may not have been a liar, but there were some powerful inconsistencies in her behavior. Erratic points aside, he'd be using that clause as well... soon. He did have something Miko could 'box' in a very different way to how she boxed everything else. No, his idea was much better, and far more literal than the mental and emotional avoidance or hesitation she normally committed to. Since Miko wanted to know what the idea was, he slipped his free hand under that elevated dress. Doing so would lift it even higher still, until he was rubbing up her abdomen and exposing the upper limit of those tights to the open air. "Great, perverted ─ same shit. Anyway, you already know what it is. Interested in putting a dick in a box, Iino? You've got the box right here~" he said with another, very exaggerated rub up and down her folds.

Of course Kazu didn't know what Nozomi wanted. Well, he had a general idea... but nothing specific at all. Obviously the intention was for him to have sexual relations with this woman. While he'd do that for any reason in the world, doing it with a specific purpose had some requirements. "Well, no, I don't. I figured it was a sex thing, and after I saw the picture... I was all in," he admitted casually. Nozomi went on to give her introduction, age and career included. She seemed quite well-rounded, but the situation around her existing relationship was a long tirade full of irksome facts. Kazu kept his head forward, eyes occasionally glancing down at the woman... and judging her life in no aggressive way. That husband of hers reminded him of the man he'd recently dealt with during that date with Kei. As someone in an open relationship himself, Kazu had every reason to judge the sabotage, carelessness and general negligence he was hearing from Nozomi. Leaving her to clean up after his escapades was especially bothersome, though perhaps less so than his lack of involvement with her. "Uh... wow. That's a lot. Kimura Kazuhiko. Seventeen, card game enthusiast, Holy Em─... ahem. I can't imagine an open relationship ever working like that. I mean, I don't have a lot of room to judge, but if he can't give both of you any attention, he shouldn't bother trying. Even if the other girl is super hot, I can't imagine why he'd pass on you. I'll pick up the slack!" he said, shifting in the direction of excitement. "Kazuhiko, opportunist extraordinaire! If this is how you want to get your freedom, I'll help! But... you're absolutely certain, right? I don't wanna brag about myself this way, but... it's probably, definitely over if we go through with this."

[Apollymi]

Miko fully acknowledged having quite a few inconsistencies. It was one of her major points of conversation with her therapist, not that she'd be speaking on this point. No... she was far too busy experiencing something to have the proper method of discussing things like rationality. Instead there was the physical aspect of that boy's hand moving around her body, her dress pushed further up, the edge of her tights exposed to the open air and even more time to think. As the masked boy went on to make his point, he claimed that great and perverted were the same thing. He also asked if she wanted to put a dick in her box. What an interesting way to say that... a little giggle would escape her first and foremost, "Ha♪~" she sighed, laughed and moaned all as a single sound as she took a great deal of comfort from that single moment. "If you make me laugh and feel good at the same time, how am I supposed to respond?" she asked almost huffily. Still the idea lingered and that exaggerated trip up her core had her throbbing. "To the actual question... it sounds like a good idea except," she gave a minor pause. This boy was offering sex and it seemed like a pretty reasonable idea. She may have wanted more time to think about it, but she definitely knew one thing was necessary, "Miko desu..." she claimed. There was no way she could start an initimate relationship with someone who referred to her so impersonally.

While the memories reached a fever pitch in teen degeneracy... a pair left a bar headed for one of their homes while discussing a life strangely left open. Kazuhiko only figured she wanted a sex thing, but had none of the extra details, "She sent you a picture? I still had my shirt on right?" she asked immediately as if worried she'd been seen doing something crazy. Moreover, Nozomi hadn't intended to share so much but by the time her mouth fell open the whole of the situation had poured out along with all of her existing frustrations. And though he kept looking at her she'd not received anything negative from him, Kimura Kazuhiko really was the 'problem student' mentioned in the group chat, head in the clouds playing card games... but so very mature. interesting that he was two so contradictory things, but at least he had the sense to see why that relationship she was in couldn't work. She couldn't help but look at him with wide eyes, he couldn't imagine passing on her, even if the other girl was super hot. Did that mean she was super hot? Nozomi's face blushed as she suddenly felt better about herself. Well, if this lad had banged it out with Saori, she could only imagine the types of women young and old he could get himself invested in. With an attitude like his, she could easily see many agreeing to share him, regardless of his own thoughts on the matter. "I've never felt so randomly boosted by a passing comment before," she mused. It was better than being hit on. As for her relationship was she done? "Yeah, it's not a problem. I'm definitely done... I was done months ago after cleaning that room on a night where I should have had a date of my own. And definitely when I found that girl using my shampoo in my shower," she explained. "And brag a little, I am sure any man walking around with something like that in their pants is entitled to a little confidence~" Nozomi encouraged. "And well, you're just casually carrying around a grown woman like she weighs nothing too. I mean I know I'm not the biggest person but you haven't even broken stride or anything... I don't expect that out of normal people," she mused. The only person she'd seen that did that kind of stuff normally was Saori.

[Bloodedge]

The masked boy's idea had been shared at the perfect time. Miko seemed almost fully complacent as one hand moved about between her legs, the other traveling up her lower torso for the most direct contact yet. When his offer of a dick in a 'box' was made, she found it funny. Not much time was taken for consideration afterwards, it seemed. No, she rather liked the idea... with one caveat. A correction to the way he addressed her was in order; she demanded use of her given name. The masked boy paused. His name was not one that could be given, so he sought no familiarity with anyone. He knew what her name was, and he knew exactly how 'familiar' he was trying to become... and how familiar he never could become. After a moment of silent contemplation, there was an abrupt movement of the hand on Miko's belly. It shifted down and snatched at the pair of 'prize' panties he already knew the location of. "Oh, there it is!" he announced, stopping the movements of his other hand immediately. His plans hadn't changed at all... but perhaps it was time for a mood shift. "Closets are cramped. Guess it's my turn to hide, huh?" he asked while aiming to slip out from beneath the lass. If successful, he'd have every intention of leaving the closet soon after... though the initial separation would come with another swipe up Miko's folds for good measure.

Upon hearing that he'd been sent a picture of her and her friends, Nozomi merely wondered if she'd been wearing a shirt at the time. That sort of question reminded him of an old friend... or several, in fact. Looking down at her now, Kazu couldn't keep himself from chuckling. "Yeah, it was on. It was actually on the right way in the picture too~" he teased casually. Kazu knew how drunken nights could be, and had many such nights in his future if all went well. His assertions regarding Nozomi's relationship earned a reaction that was becoming all too familiar as well. "I've been on a roll with that lately. Glad to help♥~ he stated. On a more serious note, Kazu wondered the actual state of Nozomi's relationship. If she wasn't truly done with it, she definitely would be after tonight. Kazuhiko didn't think himself such an incredible thing, but he knew how he compared to humans ─ especially ones with that kind of personality. Nozomi assured him, further encouraging a bit of bragging on his part. Regarding the ease by which he carried her down the street... that was something different. "Can't do it. It just feels wrong. But, about the carry..." Just then, Kazu hesitated long enough to prove the coming point. He'd be tossing Nozomi into the air, easily able to let her clear a few meters before falling right back into his arms. He barely even had to move his wrists to accomplish such a feat. "In other aspects, though... yeah, I'm pretty freaking cool♥~"

[Apollymi]

Miko wasn't complacent she was simply willing to go along with the natural progression of her body to sate her curiosity. Perhaps if this hadn't been happening all at once, she might have had time to thin of the millions of reasons she shouldn't be engaging with anyone in such a way, but for now all the right conditions were met for her to progress. And progress was made, right up until the demand that he use her given name... then rather suddenly the hand in her loins stopped moving and the one which had been on her belly immediately captured the 'prize' of the day. It was such a sudden shock Miko blinked thrice by the time it was all over. Closets were cramped, and it was time for him to hide now. "Eep♪~" that little chirp escaped her in surprise before she paused. "Hm... that doesn't work on me. I am too big a distraction to myself for that..." she said softly as she did most things. As she was heading out of the closet though even after that hand swiped through her loins again leaving her throbbing and confused about the sex she was sure about something else. "I understand secrets like names... it's why I gave you one. You can keep yours... just meet me half way, Omen-kun♪~" Miko chirped with a flushed face as she ran off to let him hide. "I'll count while I'm downstairs... " she mentioned as she scurried off on tiptoes. There was a confusing ache in her loins and still fluttering in her lower belly. Odd though it was... she walked into the kitchen when she made it there and hopped up onto her step-stool while her mother worked on lunch. "It's not ready yet, cutie~ Are you still having fun?" she asked of the girl who picked up her snack boxes closed again, filled to the brim with a variety of snacks packages for individual consumption. "Hai... I think," she said softly. Of course, her mother looked at her with a light face, but she could see it. She knew that face, it was hers... 'Ara? They grow up so fast... though this took a lot longer than I thought it would,' Risa thought bemused. "You kids can keep having fun upstairs, I'm sure all the grown-ups will be busy for a while yet~" the woman said teasingly. It seemed so pointed to Miko but she couldn't quite place it. "Hai... arigatou, Mama~" she said with those two boxes in hand. One would be going to her music room, for safe keeping and while she was down there she kept an ear out for any jingles that would occur.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was having a regular discussion while he and Nozomi were making their way to Nozomi's home. Drunken nights with her girl friends often got out of hand, the amount of times that they'd ended up seeing her half naked was likely way higher than it should have been. She'd gone above and beyond that... but a tease from Kazuhiko had her looking at her inside out t-shirt and groaning slightly. "Goddamn, Ori-chan... you're so mean to me~" she complained about Saori. "Keep it up, girls need that kind of thing..." she mused, knowing that she could do nothing but accept the favor of his happy words. Beyond this there was the matter of his bragging he couldn't do about his dick because that didn't suit him, but he could about other things. He thought himself cool, and after his next move of tossing the woman casually into the air and catching her just as easily she giggled. "Hehehahah!~ Damn right you're cool!~" Nozomi agreed. The longer she was in his presence the happier she felt about ending her relationship with a bang, and boy was this kid a bang.

[Bloodedge]

The masked lad was fully prepared to exit the closet and go about his way. A brief diversion, however, would not be working its magic in this case. The ever-neurotic Iino Miko was enough of a distraction to herself that she didn't suffer the impact of his lesser efforts. Noted, Yugi thought. "Of course not. Not just gonna let it go either, huh?" he griped. Oh well; another few seconds in the closet wouldn't be too bad. At the very least, Miko commiserated with the desire to keep secrets. He figured as much from her, and supposed her request to be met halfway was the perfect time to make a note from earlier. "I guess Musey or something like that would be too on the nose, isn't it? Alright... Songbird it is," he decided. With that, Yugi had no more words to offer. His point was made, so he'd get a move on. The hiding process wouldn't begin until Miko was downstairs. Of course, he already knew where he'd be going; there was only one viable room. The bathroom was still stupid, but Miko's room... surely wouldn't be invaded by her parents at any point. Knowing it would be the best place for the climactic moment of this little game, he opened the door, made his way inside, and... ever so casually stretched himself across Miko's bed. Those panties were stuffed into his breeches once more. This time however, he intentionally shoved them under his boxers and wound them around his erection.

In reality, Nozomi was only just learning about her inside-out shirt problem. Kazu didn't seem bothered by it at all; it seemed like a natural consequence to a drunken outing. One could especially assume as much after what he'd seen happening in that bar. "You and anybody else she can get away with it against," he agreed about Saori's mean streak. As for his bragging, Kazu gladly showed one of the aspects he'd freely boast about. Physical feats were his bread and butter for the past thousand years or so. Now, it was just a cheap trick... but an effective one that had the black-haired woman giggling on her way back to his arms. He'd probably even perform a couple more tosses as they traversed the night streets, as Kazu didn't intend to let the drunken woman walk around until they reached her home.

[Apollymi]

Miko was quite the neurotic individual, so much so that she wasn't easily distracted by the antics of others, especially when they weren't physical. Still, there was some griping from the masked boy, who seemed to understand the point she made wasn't going to be one she let go. "I'm not known for letting things go... boxes," she mentioned as if it needed any explanation that she was the physical representation of a hoarder with an organized system. But what would the masked boy prove of himself... that he was... several steps ahead of the general population and that he knew a secret way bigger than most others. A little reference just a tiny hint and he figured out what Miko's greatest secret was... already knowing that made it so that he was far more connected to her than he should be. Her eyes widened and her face went red. There was no logical reason for him to know that aside from his brain being way too active. "Songbird is nice..." she stated earnestly. With a revelation like that weighing on her mind it was no wonder she wasn't sure what to say to her mother. Still, somehow having someone not involved knowing that information was a bit of a relief. He was one less person she had to hide from in the way she normally. So... she'd continue, she left her mother she dropped one snack box into her music room her own little space much like her parents offices. Beyond that though... she headed back to her room. She was counting quietly step by step. And as she reached her own bed room door with a veritable bounty of snacks she'd be surprised to find the lad sprawled across her bed. So surprised in fact that she almost dropped the box in her hands. Only capturing it in a mad scramble before closing her door behind her. "Why?" she asked in a hushed whisper.

At the same time the mean streak of Saori was something which Kazuhiko was apparently familiar with, which only made Nozomi laugh more. "Aww, that's true, but we let her have it... she's our baby we spoil her~" Nozomi said while chuckling. "Of course it helps that she's usually the one dragging all our drunk selves back home and beating up guys for us~" Nozomi commented almost absently. It was fun to hang out with her friends again today. What was also fun was occasionally being tossed into the air had her giggling repeatedly while they conversed and made their way towards her home. "Hehehe~ We should do one of those adult nights at the theme park. Get drunk and ride coasters~" she claimed. Well, she was about to come into more free time than she knew what to do with, she might as well make the most of it with some good friendship outings. As they carried only she'd eventually be able to point to her own house... "We're almost there...I want to get a shower first, but then I'll really be up for whatever afterwards. I feel like I have to hop on this opportunity before the others go full scavenger...." she said, being far too honest for normal conversation.