Indeed, some time would have to pass before the game could officially be called at its end ─ especially given the added longevity of a single NanoWise, the behavior of Miko in general, and the expectations of a Belle whose victory was already assured. Yugi kept his senses open for any drastic changes or ranking shifts, but the game was realistically over. "Not much chance for change either. Welp... got my time-filler," he mused while settling a hand atop Johanna's head and letting his own hips take a bucking pace that complimented her existing movements unobtrusively. Of course, he spared a few glances at the screens as well. How couldn't he? An already drunken Miko was being needlessly misted with aphrodisiac, and a Belle who may have been through the most individual Wises thus far was being injected four times over with a sensory-enhancing serum. Both were to be assaulted by tentacles, but only Belle had already been penetrated and pumped with mana from tentacles ─ perhaps due to her earlier cry for help and her existing compatibility. Miko, on the other hand, would seemingly be subjected to the tickling of her soles and midriff by featherlike protrusions ─ all while a separate tentacle held a spinning sphere to her undercarriage and another continued spraying aphrodisiac in her face from its glans-shaped tip. It was a show certainly worth watching, Yugi thought.
Hiroshi was told to prepare his mind and soul. Surely millennia of development had to take place for something that could make coffee in less than a few hours ─ especially by the pot. Despite being told to drink the coffee he had, he could not do so yet. Coffee was a thing to savor, to do all but worship for managing to have an entire cup... but perhaps he'd best lose that mentality whilst here in this world. A short, small sip was taken with minor tentativeness, and in that moment... Hiroshi was enlightened. Everything halted in a singular moment, bar eyes that widened to their natural limits. His mana was going haywire in a way he'd never experienced before. How humans weren't creatures of ultimate power in this world, he didn't know. Currently though, that singular sip had his mind rising to a previously unknown platform. So then, what would happen when he was shown the coffee machine? Rita explained his functions, and he became enamored with its developmental process. Truly, humans were a marvel! A more excitable version of Hiroshi began rambling right away. "I see, I see! The device holds the ground bean and does the work of steeping it, only to drip it incredibly slowly through a much finer filter than any processes my people know are capable of. In that case, reason would dictate the quantity of beans used is sufficient to fill it, maximizing potency without having to drain the bean of all it has. It could theoretically result in the same source being used twice, thrice and so-on with only diminishing returns that still outweigh the potency of an expert's brew where I'm from. Marvelous. Such complex assumptions have been rendered the ignorant musings of a toddler by the pure beauty and simplicity of ingenuity in this case. To think, the machine itself isn't even the important feature ─ it is this little paper bowl and the quantity of available beans. Yet still... there is room for further growth," Hiroshi ranted, speaking to no one in particular. Just at the end, it seemed he was... amused? Well, he was certainly laughing in a rather unhinged way. All passionate scientists were a bit mad at times; an elf was no exception to this rule.
Hiroshi was told to prepare his mind and soul. Surely millennia of development had to take place for something that could make coffee in less than a few hours ─ especially by the pot. Despite being told to drink the coffee he had, he could not do so yet. Coffee was a thing to savor, to do all but worship for managing to have an entire cup... but perhaps he'd best lose that mentality whilst here in this world. A short, small sip was taken with minor tentativeness, and in that moment... Hiroshi was enlightened. Everything halted in a singular moment, bar eyes that widened to their natural limits. His mana was going haywire in a way he'd never experienced before. How humans weren't creatures of ultimate power in this world, he didn't know. Currently though, that singular sip had his mind rising to a previously unknown platform. So then, what would happen when he was shown the coffee machine? Rita explained his functions, and he became enamored with its developmental process. Truly, humans were a marvel! A more excitable version of Hiroshi began rambling right away. "I see, I see! The device holds the ground bean and does the work of steeping it, only to drip it incredibly slowly through a much finer filter than any processes my people know are capable of. In that case, reason would dictate the quantity of beans used is sufficient to fill it, maximizing potency without having to drain the bean of all it has. It could theoretically result in the same source being used twice, thrice and so-on with only diminishing returns that still outweigh the potency of an expert's brew where I'm from. Marvelous. Such complex assumptions have been rendered the ignorant musings of a toddler by the pure beauty and simplicity of ingenuity in this case. To think, the machine itself isn't even the important feature ─ it is this little paper bowl and the quantity of available beans. Yet still... there is room for further growth," Hiroshi ranted, speaking to no one in particular. Just at the end, it seemed he was... amused? Well, he was certainly laughing in a rather unhinged way. All passionate scientists were a bit mad at times; an elf was no exception to this rule.
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