Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Once he was no longer holding Kei up, Kazu took a few meandering steps around the bridge to appreciate the view more thoroughly. He did like the idea of a return trip with the group, especially as it'd allow him some additional recollection on events soon to come. "That'd be cool. Gotta add it to the list. A fall trip wouldn't be a bad idea either; that's what I've seen in the pictures of this place," he mused. Moving on, Kei offered a choice between the waterfall and the bridge. Frankly, Kazu's tunnel vision wouldn't allow him to appreciate the surrounding area whenever they got around to doing anything; he'd only be able to view Kei herself. Speaking of viewing Kei, he had his wits about him this time and retrieved the phone from his pocket. "I'll be completely honest... the backdrop doesn't matter to me. Why not both? Also, since we're on topic... I've got a thing going on lately. I'm, like, really into getting pictures if that's alright. Whether it is or isn't, that yukata with the new shoes and the up-do look awesome, so... a few for the vibes?" he asked, already preparing an angle that would have Kei in frame ahead of the waterfall.

Funnily enough, Kyoka had known the meaning of Hiruko's mumbles for a very long time. Still, it was not his place to give details to things he didn't know the full extent of either. The apparent limitlessness of magic was something he'd tease freely, though. For example, he'd carry on with the topic of magic allowing bigger boobs. "From what I hear, magic can do whatever you want~" he said. Hiruko would have nothing more to comment on until they were up and through the elevator, comfortably within the armory to view a fresh, well-cared for gun and a series of add-ons he hadn't even asked for. Hiruko whistled his appreciation upon looking into that briefcase. "That's a hefty gift, Kyoppi. Custom model, good finish, spare bullets... You're trying to put me in your debt, aren't you? I'm sold~" he commented. Jokes aside, regardless of how much he was actually joking, Hiruko ended his inspection by closing and lifting the briefcase. "Price?" was his only question. As per usual, he treated anything discussed during earlier lighthearted moments was a separate matter entirely. Now, in seriousness, he'd make an actual deal.

[Apollymi]

A trip during the autumnal season was apparently on Kazuhiko's see list. Kei imagined this place looked quite nice dripped in the warm hues of fall. It likely also felt pretty nice for the sake of temperature and the like. "I could definitely enjoy a fall trip... I know the others would too," she said knowing that at least one person would claim it as a preferred season. Still, as Kei stood atop that railing, she made Kazuhiko a set of offers and got in return... honesty about his focus in this time period. He didn't much care and thought both ideas were good... she could understand that and offered both knowing she'd like either of them for different reasons. Well, if she was going to take a shot at one, and he was fine with taking a shot at both... why would she argue? Beyond that there was something flattering about this man wanting to take pictures of her, just because. She was modern enough to know the risks of such things, but after being in the card shop with him earlier, she knew innately that she didn't have to worry about his ownership of such images, as his response to someone unworthy having pictures of his wife was so openly hostile. If nothing else, he'd proved himself to be a person of high moral fiber and earnestness. If he said he wanted the pictures just because he was into taking them now, she could believe him. "Hmphf, well, if it's awesome then you should take the pictures!" she asserted as if it was a wonderful idea. "And I guess any others as well, I can trust you with that..." she offered quietly. As such she stood. Posing for pictures while little threads escaped from her fingers and moved about. The trampoline beneath the bridge and the little nest beyond the waterfall would be created. Just the same she posed for several pictures, from noble to cheesy with a large grin on her face to commemorate the occasion. And once the ones for the vibes were taken the girl would extend a hand to the lad with smug satisfaction. "I'll allow you to join me and collect a reward for amassing quite a few cool points today, by giving you some perfect angles for your pictures!" she declared with a smirk. Still... how she intended to fully reward him wasn't mentioned completely obvious when the hopped over the bridge and onto the trampoline, she'd aim to allow his landing first. Her own body would be suspended for a bit right above his... with one of those clogged feet precarciously balanced above him. "Not everyone gets a view like this so you should be grateful!" she claimed almost pridefully.

Meanwhile, Hiruko didn't confirm that Kyoka was right about his murmurings, but he also didn't tell her she was wrong. That usually meant there was some unknown bit of information and that maybe that cute girl was more problematic than her apparent lesbianism and lack of self-preservation. No instead he focused on magic, "Then I want it to find me a proper pet... when that happens I'll believe in it," she claimed. Anyone could get bigger boobs. Hell, you could buy them, magic should be something else entirely. "There's a silencer in there too~ Since we're keeping track~" Kyoka added with a casual roll of her eyes. Was she trying to get him in her debt? No... not really. But, if he was willing to place himself there she wouldn't be arguing. "I wouldn't do that... " she said in a tone which implied that she'd definitely do exactly that. "Well, that's a pretty pricy piece. I guess since I'm parting with it, I'll take the spring collection from Chioriya Boutique..." she said as if there was some equivalency between the price of those items. There wasn't but she knew that wasn't the point. Hiruko was the kind of friend that once you had him, your exchanges became unnecessarily extravagant. It was fine so long as you weren't the kind of person who needed true equivalency in relationships. If that was all fine there was nothing more. As for the change in Hiruko's demeanor, Kama found it interesting and Miko seemed not to react to it at all... she'd seen him do that a couple of times and logged it as part of his 'secret identity'.

[Bloodedge]

If the view was awesome, Kazuhiko was to take the pictures. Looking the part of a young boy on Christmas morning, he gleefully snapped a candid shot without hesitation. That arm of his was going to become legendary one day for the way it moved to capture various angles at rapid speed. He was already six images deep by the time Kei offered other types of pictures. "YOSH! Noted! I won't miss a beat!" he swore. With that, Kazu was on to getting some excellent stills thanks to Kei's posing choices. Some were refined, some were playful, but all were magnificent and coming together for a great story to revisit later. In time, Kazu was offered a hand to join the lass for his proper reward: perfectly angled pictures. He took that hand and found himself stuck to a web beneath the bridge with Kei looming over him, one foot hanging directly over his body. 'Perfect angle' was a good descriptor, for what Kazu had in his sights was the lightest of teases up that extended leg, just barely hinting at an idea of a long journey upwards. That, and the face of Kei looking down, were the primary focal points of his next picture. He truly believed this was a rare sight to see. Was he grateful? Well, with this kind of view... "I'm... definitely something," he admitted.

What Kyoka wanted from magic was the actual acquisition of a pet, at long last. Hiruko didn't know if magic could manage that... but he figured the use of magic on the right target probably would. "I'd wager you'll have to work your own magic for that one. When you find somebody you like, just show them your good side. Or I guess, pick from the lot♥~" he flirted further. By the time Hiruko shut that briefcase, Kyoka decided to ever so casually mention the silencer added to the collection of equipment. She certainly wasn't going to beat any allegations of putting him in her debt ─ nor was he trying to dodge the event itself. "You would. You are. And I like it~" Hiruko mentioned. What of Kyoka's price then? She equated the package to Chioriya Boutique's full Spring collection. Even with the moment being of a more serious variety, Hiruko wasn't having that sort of nonsense. "When are any of you going to learn?" he asked, exasperated sigh and all. "Fine. Spring collection and a full custom ensemble with a night out to make use of it. She should be in the area right about now anyway with the festivals starting. Deal's done; no more debate. Let's get moving~"

[Apollymi]

Kei was managing her own emotions pretty well in the moment. Though she'd returned to a slightly more haughty disposition, Kazuhiko didn't seem to mind it at all. He'd be allowed his pictures and they were both on their way to a new kind of adventure. Kei was found of the outdoors in a way which was natural to her spidery nature. She also created webs with relative ease, while allowing the lad pictures, then she pulled him with her, and stuck him to the web, looming over him and smiling with just the tiniest hint of menace. She claimed he should be grateful for the perfect angle, and he claimed he was something. She looked down his body as he was stuck to the web and knew something... She turned slightly, balancing easily on one foot while pinpointing his cock through his rather loose fitting pants rather easily. "Oh, I know that too... you've been showing off this thing since you changed," she mentioned resting her foot gently on top of it. Just the same she would seem rather drawn to it. Seeming to find it worth teasing him about even though she was supposed to be rewarding him for his outstanding achievements today. Still, beneath this Yukata she had on a pair of bikini cut lace underwear in a pale blue. She'd not yet adjusted to thongs or the like, but they could be called a different kind of interesting. if they were peeked at from the angle Kazuhiko currently had.

Meanwhile, Kyoka was being told to use her own personal magic to find herself a pet. Of course, this would be about seduction, and Hiruko would be flirting the entire time. It wasn't that Kyoka didn't take him seriously, she was simply much better at compartmentalizing than the super horny types. "Bleh, you're shameless. Besides, if seduction was enough... I'd have a pet already," she said seemingly upset about the lack of pet, but also showing no greater urgency. Whatever the case, getting Hiruko indebted seemed to be some sort of trigger for the man... or at least that was what Kama took from it. She was learning quite a bit during this interaction, so she'd be putting it to use at some other point. From Kyoka's perspective, Hiruko was simply being one of the more normal versions of himself, she scoffed, "Hmphf, well good to know it works on you~" she claimed as if it wasn't information she already had. whatever the case, she'd asked for something less simple than even the last time she'd traded something with him. And what she got in return was... What she wanted, and a great deal more. "You're too much no one is ever going to learn to deal with that... and I wasn't even holding back," Kyoka expressed and in her own opinion she wasn't, but she'd still take everything he offered. But others would learn, in fact, Kama never said no to anything Hiruko offered to begin with, but she put together that it was more normal to decline extravagant gifts. Miko on the other hand, seemed to think she'd never be able to ask the man for something he considered to be too much... and would instead simply remove that filter like she did many others. "Hai hai, I guess I'm being spoiled today too." she said as if she was unbothered by it and any potential fall out. "I packed the van, and one of those special bags. The bag has one of everything in it... and a full pill box as well as some of the stuff I had laying around. It's also insulated. With all the necessary adds. I even threw in a couple of bottles..." she explained as she turned to leave the armory and head down to the garage which would lead out to the main gate when pulled out. She picked up a a pair of shoes on her way out, with heels on them to match.

And while that group headed for an outing... someone else was also on their way out of somewhere. The last episode of In Another World with My Smartphone, was on its ending credits in a hospital room. and Chizuru for her part in this was sitting on the bed stretching and seemingly pleased. "See, it was a good one wasn't it?" she asked given the oddity of the main character and his 'ability'. While she hopped up, and packed aiming to collect her trophies and keep them safe as well as leave the lad in a decent position to be checked in on later. She'd have an easy conversation with him, while slipping back into shoes and the like having enjoyed her time spent cuddled up and watching tv. Little did she expect her day was about to take an odd turn, but such things were far more normal now than they had been before.

[Bloodedge]

It could be left to Kei to point out something Kazuhiko had been missing for the duration of their date. At his mention of being 'something' as it was put, her eyes traveled down. Anyone could have expected as much simply by virtue of her catching his meaning, but there was more to be taken from her follow-up statement. Kazu had apparently been showing off his groin since changing. He looked down, eyes naturally following the path of Kei's foot as it traveled over his bulge. Upon seeing it for himself, he was shocked. "Oh shit, really?! I forgot I didn't have magic pants anymore!" he lamented. Had that been the reason for Chiori and her assistant having such things to say? If so, he should have been reading more into that conversation. It seemed Kazu was receiving a most questionable reward, but the look on his face as his eyes traveled down Kei's leg and his phone traveled up... well, that look said there were no questions on the table. Ah, well... there was one. "Wait, you knew and you didn't mention?!"

Hiruko was well beyond shameless when it came to flirting with familiar, enjoyable faces. What he got from it though, was a unique form of bond that he couldn't claim with some random person. Moreover, there were some precious moments to be found within as well... such as Kyoka's understanding of her own appeal: something once thought lost to years of torment. Now, she fully understood how easily acts of seduction could work for her. Maybe she always did? He wasn't one to know. "You tell 'em~" he encouraged. Apparently, there had been no holding back in her request. What Hiruko wanted from those he offered gifts to was technically that, but also a bit more. She and the others were free to seek the extravagant, and he'd make it so. Nothing else would even classify as a favor when things were acquired so easily by the man. "Foot on the gas next time, yeah? Or on my neck if you like. Really get in there~" he said while making way for the garage. It sounded like everything they needed was preloaded into the van, leaving Hiruko with a fob being tossed casually in one hand. "Quick as always, Kyoppi. I'll take the van. Who's with me, and who's taking the car? It's a smooth drive~" he offered freely to any of the three women present.

All the while, Kurusu Akira was in recovery from something he'd been sorely lacking for ages now. So many of these anime had completely flown under his radar, and now Chizuru had introduced him to two very entertaining series. With a question of its quality floating in the air, he initially had only one thing to say. "If Truck-chan comes back and sends me to another world, I think I want my phone with me. I'll take Slip too. And uh... the Slimes. Definitely the Slimes," he mused. One particular episode stood out to him above all others ─ something Chizuru probably realized in the moment due to the 'tent' Akira pitched for fifteen minutes straight. "It was a good one. I thought it was just a joke that everything's a harem series nowadays. I like where this one is going," he admitted freely. Visitation was wrapping up smoothly this day... but just as Chizuru didn't know about the odd turn in her future, Akira didn't have a clue that he'd get even more visitors before day's end. "You're going?"

[Apollymi]

Kei was standing over Kazuhiko, prodding his bulge with a foot while balancing on the other. A bit of light torture seemed like a treat compared to how she could have reacted to such a thing. Surely, Kazuhiko would enjoy this more than most other things. As he took his pictures though he seemed surprised to know he'd been showing off his tool since his change in attire. Kei giggled, this man had the weirdest form of tunnel vision she'd ever had the pleasure of witnessing. "Yes really. I mean... Chiori-sama definitely does a great job, using lines and patterns to distract but... if someone knows what they're looking for, they will definitely see it. More so if it's all stiff and throbbing~" she teased as she continued to move it around with her foot. As for what she knew and didn't mention she simply turned her nose up, "Of course I knew, but I'm not gonna shame you if you want to walk around advertising yourself~" she said with utmost confidence. Of course, they'd have to move on at some point and she figured he'd be interested in how far it would go... "Since you're so keen to show it off, might as well pull it out right?" she demanded in a manner which was almost teasing, but she had no intention of helping him out right just now.

At the same time, a different kind of arrangement was coming up, for Hiruko and company. Before that though, a friendly relationship was playing out for observation. He claimed Kyoka should put her foot on the gas with her next request or his neck, he didn't mind either. "I bet you don't. I ask for crazy stuff and you claim it isn't enough, it's like you're looking for an excuse to spoil me~" she commented but she wouldn't be saying no. Meanwhile the fob of Hiruko's car would be tossed around in his hands and an open invitation to take his car was given to any of the three lasses who were present. "Wait?! You got a new one? Gimme, I want to joyride!~ I left the stuff I want signed on top of the bag..." Kyoka claimed immediately, something about a super car was oddly fun in a high stakes lifestyle. Having been spoken to directly, Miko's little voice would finally be heard again. "I worry that you'd let me drive your car, but will also abstain because I don't think I can see over the wheel without being in someone's lap," she mentioned. Kama for her part in this smirked, "I would drive, I think I'd be good at it. But I'm fine just riding along," she commented almost absently, she wanted a better magical look at Kyoka and to witness joyriding first hand. "Can I get my stuff out the front, I want a snack...I'll ride with you... also I have the address we're going to," Miko wandered knowing she also had the address in her phone. Which appeared as part of a strange app, which was connected directly to Dreameater's tour bus.

Meanwhile, Chizuru was cleaning up Akira's hospital room and having a casual conversation about the newest anime she'd had him binge watch with her. "Right? I knew your dirty self would be into the slimes. Full disclosure, I almost just brought a hentai instead of a normal series... might do it next time~" she claimed in a manner which wasn't really joke and which likely made it obvious that she wasn't going to be holding back any punches or the like anymore. As for the matter of harem series and the jokes around the community Chizuru only shrugged, "Every other series is a harem, and the ones that aren't tend to be tragic. Love interest dies and people are on journeys of revenge or rediscovery or whatever... the harems I find to be better overall. You can enjoy the ships and have them be canon too... no one loses~" she said as if that was the only reason to like such things. "Oh, maybe we'll watch one of the Otome style series next... I know a couple which are great, a bit dark but also fully immersed in the harem styling~" she said while wiggling her eyebrows. "Yeah, I gotta head out. I am going to drop by my apartment and pick up that hard drive for you along with some other stuff. I have an unveiling during tomorrow for my character... and there are a couple of things I have to get ready before then~" she offered leaning over to peck his cheek. "Still, I'll send you some updates and come through to check on you~" she offered with the greatest ease.

[Bloodedge]

If Kazu knew about his exposed bulge, he probably would have gone about the day quite differently. Obviously he had no cause for embarrassment, but he also didn't want to look like some flaunting jackass prancing about the festival. That may have been exactly what he looked like to some. Maybe that was part of the cause behind Sukoto Rindou's behavior? No... that sort of person was always like that, he believed. With Kei now moving her foot around that pulsing, growing bulge, he couldn't exactly regret its existence. Hindsight however, was a little different. "I didn't want to advertise myself though! Well... I guess that's not totally true. I mean, that was a date and all, so... I kinda definitely wanted you looking if possible, but that's it!" he insisted. As promiscuous as Kazuhiko's life was becoming lately, he still valued exclusivity in special moments ─ a date being one of such moments. Whatever the case, Kei teased the idea of pulling out that growing erection. Kazu's right hand was still controlling that camera, so he'd have to move his left to accomplish that. "Best idea all day!" he said. Alas, his left arm would not shift, as it was stuck to Kei's web. "Err... at least it would be. Is this a trap? This feels trappy─" he said.

If Hiruko was content to do one thing, it was absolutely seeking opportunities to spoil those who were special to him. Kyoka was not counted among his 'lucky charms' so to speak, but she could easily be called one of few progenitors of the idea itself. "I don't need an excuse, Kyoppi. I'm going to spoil you, and I'm going to do it because you're worth it. What I'm looking for is the opportunity~" he corrected. Regarding the choice of who would drive his new car, Kyoka made herself the first to speak the desire. Miko and Kama both abstained, though the latter still showed an interest as he figured she would earlier. Oh well. First come, first serve. Hiruko stepped toward the excited Kyoka, aiming to slip the fob into her cleavage slowly. "Take the scenic route," he suggested. As for Miko joining him in the van, he'd easily accept for numerous reasons. "Grab it on the way out and hop back in with me then. We've got something to talk about anyway. Just make sure Kyoppi gets the address and be ready for the most law-friendly ride you'll ever be on with me."

Of course Akira was into the perverted Slimes of that anime. If he had an opportunity, he'd absolutely have sex with a slime. In fact, it was so rooted in his mind now that his mind auto-completed Chizuru's initial clause, veering away from her eventual mention of bringing hentai to watch. "I... thought you were going to say you had a bunch of slime to play around with. I don't know if playing hentai in a hospital room is the best idea. Though... everything we did today was probably a bad idea too," he mused after a bit of thought. Akira was developing quite the interest in Chizuru's anime choices. Given the things she had to say about her own sexual preferences and experiments, he was sure he'd agree with her hentai watchlist as well. More exciting though, was the idea of receiving that hard drive she'd mentioned to him earlier. A busy week was ahead for Kurusu Akira ─ one seemingly quite full of Chizuru. "Hai hai. Could you hand me my phone before you go? I wanted to get a jumpstart on that subscription. For... research purposes," he said. Akira totally wasn't going to try the struggle equivalent of masturbation while scrolling through Chizuru's OnlyFans account or anything... Of course he wouldn't do that in a million years! "Definitely for research purposes," he reiterated. Surely he sounded believable... right?

[Apollymi]

Kei was content to tease Kazuhiko, as she always would be... it was a bit too easy once she was comfortable. Here and now, she'd found his surprise about showing off his manhood to be a rather interesting point for him. He had something interesting to say about it, claiming that it wasn't his intent to show off for everyone. In the date type of situation he'd wanted his date to look, "That's commendable. I did look a bit..." she confirmed even though it was only in passing. She wondered herself if others were seeing it and the only ones she could confirm by context clues were Chiori and the older woman who worked for her. She pointed out that he should pull out what he was working with for the lad to claim it was the best idea of the day. Soon after though he was questioning whether or not this was a trap. "It's definitely a trap, but if you're going to fall into one, mine are great!~" she claimed as if that made sense. She moved gently the foot she'd be using to tease his cock stepping just gently enough to release his left arm more completely so he could do what she'd told him to. The stickiness of her webs were determined by pressure to some extent and as such could be manipulated by her direct with movement or vibration if necessary. But that wasn't something she'd explain figuring a seasoned adventurer would have his own work around.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was explaining the lack of excuse he needed to spoil Kyoka. Instead he was simply looking for an opportunity he claimed. "Opportunity huh? Well, I'm not going to stop you... just know you're the reason I have unrealistic expectations of men," Kyoka mentioned with a casual shrug. No matter what, she'd accept what Hiruko had to offer, but that didn't mean she wasn't aware of his oddity. Speaking of oddity, she heard the voices of those two young women for the first time when offers of driving Hiruko's car was up. The smallest one seemed innocent and the other sounded detached and curious. Ah, but that was something to note for later, she'd get the opportunity to study the detached one more personally. The fob was slipped into Kyoka's cleavage way more deliberately than it needed to be and she grinned. "You don't have to tell me twice~" she chimed seemingly pleased. The small one wanted something out of Hiruko's car, and she assumed she wouldn't be far behind. Still, Miko received instructions and prepared herself for a more normal car ride than what she'd been used to with Hiruko. Well, she supposed there was a limit to how much one could push their luck with a vehicle full of contraband. "Hai hai..." she murmured. Upon reaching Hiruko's car she watched as Kyoka used the fob to pop the hood and open the doors. "Address?" she asked seemingly excited. "Arigatou, the address is..." she rattled of the exact street address which was the location of the studio being used... which was by location close to the Diamond Casino and with a long scenic route to it. It was noted as Miko grabbed three things. "Ja ne..." she said and Kama nodded as she slipped into the car and buckled in, waiting to take off with Kyoka. Miko on the other hand doubled back to join Hiruko buckling herself in with her things in the floor in front of her aside from one bag which she was casually rummaging through looking for snacks. At the same time, Kyoka would be sliding into the driver's seat and starting up a vehicle. After buckling in and adjusting the mirrors she'd spin out the driveway and take off in the exact opposite direction she was supposed to go in with Kama sitting right beside her curious about this girl's choice in driving practices.

At the same time, Akira was outing himself as a special sort of pervert. "You thought I had a bunch of slime? I don't... but at least I'll know where such a random request comes from if it pops up~" she said in a manner most teasing. Whether or not it would have been alright for her play hentai in a hospital room wasn't even a consideration of Chizuru's. "Eh, a little danger is fun though right? And not to brag but my hentai collection is pretty sweet~" she claimed as if it was reason enough for her to do what she wanted. Moving on from that point, Chizuru would definitely be making herself a semi-constant in Akira's life. Now that they'd had their introduction to each other, she didn't plan on letting him forget her at all. No... she'd further seed herself in there including but not limited to... making sure he saw as much of her as he wanted. She picked up his phone and handed it to him, while shaking her head... "I don't know who you're trying to convince, but you're not fooling me~" Chizuru pointed out though she couldn't help but find it amusing. "Make sure you start at a good place... if you're going to browse my OnlyFans~" she added. "Have a goodnight, Kurusu-kun♥~" she offered as she finally unlocked the door and slipped out, surprisngly enough at a normal time for visiting hours, bags in hands and new trophies fully collected.

[Bloodedge]

Kei did have a look or two at his groin while they were wandering around on their date. With that being the case, Kazu could be somewhat content with his abject sluttery brandishing the print of a massive meat stick all over Osaka. "Cool. Was it awesome?" he asked for further confirmation. What may not have been awesome, was Kazu's lack of ability to move that left arm. He wondered if it was a trap planned by Kei. By her admission, it was... but she praised her own trap-laying ability. One could easily assume it to be a matter of her pride as a spider, or something of the sort. Maybe it was more than that? Either way, Kazu soon found himself with the ability to move that arm after a bit of shifting from Kei. What sort of workaround would he find? None whatsoever, actually. Kazu used that freedom to reach down and tug his hakama away, but never did he plan on breaking out. If he ever thought to do something like that, it would be no issue... but where would the fun be then? He'd much rather just work to free his cock as demanded, all to figure out what Kei had planned with the trap still active.

"Well whenever your search is over, you're welcome~" Hiruko said about Kyoka's male expectations. He'd always take the blame for something like that. What she called unrealistic expectations, he called the standards she deserved to hold others to. Moving on from that matter, he took the time in which everyone else moved about and prepared to make his own preparations. Kyoka had three total CDs to have signed, and he had a van to adjust to. Hiruko had never been a fan of driving anything shy of a luxury automobile, but this was something he considered a job. He and Miko would be obeying speed limits and general traffic laws on their way out of the garage ─ all while he started the conversation he intended to have with the brunette. "That openness of yours is going to get you in trouble one day, you know? If the magical world is anything like this one, you're going to encounter a lot of issues with shady people. Oh, and I'm guessing you want to keep hiding your identity. Kyoppi will probably take ten minutes longer than us, so you can sign that CD without worrying. I'm sure she'll be too upset about 'missing Museion' to make the connection back to you."

Meanwhile, Akira had his smartphone in hand once more. He didn't even wait for Chizuru's departure to start logging in on the OnlyFans website, at which point he'd be searching for her given ID. "I don't imagine there's a bad place to start, but I'll keep that in mind. Remember to be careful out there. Let me know you've gotten home safe," he warned in the end. Out in the night streets, it seemed an unknown male should have been given similar advice. Closer to Chizuru's home than the hospital, there was a man with a sleeveless white shirt and baggy dark purple pants and boots. He had black and dark turquoise gloves with gold decals and a necklace. Around his left arm, he wore a white and gold sleeve with a red lining. This man had dark medium-length hair with teal undertones, pale skin, golden irises with avian pupils, and red eyeshadow. He also had a purple diamond marking on his forehead and a green tattoo around his right arm, its design completely foreign to this world. He was holding that right arm, which was drenched in what appeared to be blood as he rested in the middle of an alleyway. Would Chizuru encounter this man? Well, the effective route to her home would instead have her encountering a group of four ne'er-do-wells just before reaching that corridor. They were notably yakuza affiliated men, large in stature and watching the girl walk the night streets all alone. "Look here, boys. We got ourselves a cute little lady out here in dangerous territory by herself! Oi! Ojou-san! Shouldn't you have an escort?" one of the men called out.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko's only concern for Kei was if what she saw was awesome. He'd been marketing his meat since he changed clothes and all he wanted to know is if she thought it was awesome. She couldn't help but scoff in the face of such a ridiculous question and would go on to answer it, in the way that only a tsundere could. "If it was anything less, it would have been beneath my notice," she said seemingly triumphant. Of course, her attitude hadn't really changed. As soft as she could be, she would maintain equal bite. Speaking of equal bites, Kei would find the lad not bothering to free himself from her rather obvious trap. There was no extra struggle, he simply went on to remove his breeches with his freedom. She watched that large cock of his spring free and felt the recoil through the strings beneath him. With his meat exposed her foot would tap his rod, slipping out of that clog to apply her foot to it, directly. "Not even going to try and get free?" she questioned rhetorically. That up-skirt view of her would only become more prominent as she felt the length of his cock beneath her small foot. She was having quite a bit of fun already, watching him beneath her like this she felt in her element.

Meanwhile, in response to Hiruko's works, before Kyoka spun out, she flipped him the bird. Such would be the way she responded to most things. Moving on from that Miko settled into her seat and soon had an open box of a specialty flavor Mint Cream Pocky to snack on. "You want some?" she offered a snack to Hiruko as Miko would always freely offer of herself as she placed one in her own mouth. Of course, what Hiruko had to say soon after was not at all surprising. He observed that her openness would get her into trouble, even going so far as to extrapolate that such things would likely cause issues for her even in the magical world. "That is true... it probably already does. But in the magical world, humans in general register as shady and dangerous to me, so I'm usually more vigilant about being as unobtrusive as possible. My senses are still working though so I'll still know when someone is dangerous to me and everything going on around me. I've been working through sexy danger versus real danger for the last few days though, so I'll just add awareness of honesty to the box..." she said giving it a plain bit of thought, before she began chewing. She'd work her way through that stick before moving on. "And yes, I'm not ready for a reveal. Even if I accidentally outed myself yesterday... I still don't know what to say to people who like my music," she explained of herself. "Still I don't mind parting with an autograph, she'll be the third person to receive one," Miko whispered before starting in on the next stick.

With his smartphone in hand, Akira had a few words of general kindness to offer Chizuru. She should text him when she arrived home and be careful her on homeward journey. How sweet. "Hai hai, I'll be sure to text you when I get home. And I have bear mace~" she offered. That canister in hand as she stepped out. Some time later, after a bus ride and a walk, she was only a few blocks from home. Imagine her surprise when a group of Yakuza approached, one of whom was spouting the kinds of words which made him sound like a hentai antagonist. "Oya? You guys here look like the only danger... or are you just patrolling the streets to keep cute girls safe?~" she questioned almost as if she was amused. These gangbang scenes always went a specific kind of way. An offer for an escort, if you turned it down they forced you. If you took it... they wanted a reward for doing the duty they'd assigned themselves. It was always something a bit annoying about these sorts. She'd carry on a playful chat while trying to decide of this was a scene worth living out again. There were only four of them and it was always a veritable coin toss whether the Yakuza were horny or just trying to break someone.

[Bloodedge]

And so came the return of translating tsundere responses into the truth. If the view wasn't awesome, Kei alleged it wouldn't be worth her notice. As ringing endorsements went, he ranked that as the penultimate form... but there was another. The invasive thoughts were at it again. When dealing with hard tsundere types, honesty was a mark of effort and success. How could he impress to such an extent? Well, that was something Kazu intended to figure out. First came the freedom of his member, which prompted Kei to press her bare foot against it. As he throbbed against her sole and snapped another picture of that domineering upshot, Kei questioned the lack of effort to free himself. Was that a real question? It didn't matter! "The fuck would I wanna do that for?" he retaliated, as if it should have been abundantly clear that he was having the time of his life. Even if he had a desire to free himself, Kazu wouldn't have been in a different position at all... by choice even. "I run to the cool stuff! I could get out, but I'm not gonna stop a single thing you're doing!"

After shuffling through one of her bags for a bit, Miko proved she'd been talking about actual snacks earlier. She eventually had a box of pocky, offering to share. Hiruko raised a brow, but he still reached out to grab a stick. "Huh. That's new. You meant that snack thing literally," he mused. Hiruko would then learn a little more about the magical world and how Miko interacted with it specifically. Most interesting was the line she drew between 'sexy' danger and real danger. Beyond that, she claimed some high capacity for sensing trouble. "Nothing's foolproof; take care. Don't forget, it's mandatory that my Lucky Charm be lucky as well. Also, you miscounted. She'll be the fourth person to get an autograph, right?" he asked while sliding that snack stick between his lips. "And as for what you can say to people who like your music, I think 'Take me, I'm yours,' is pretty viable... in some cases~" he added cheekily.

It was fate for Chizuru to encounter a group of gangsters on her journey home this night. This night, after this trip to the hospital, after the first bonding between Ichinose Chizuru and Kurusu Akira, was a turning point in the timeline. The man sitting in that nearby alleyway had a job to do, though it was a job that should never have been done. Chizuru's meeting with the yakuza quartet would go uninterrupted for the time being, but that was fine. According to her, they looked like the only danger nearby. She was quite composed, quite clever... but how clever? "Dangerous? Us? Hahaha! We're not a danger. We're the guys who know how bad it is out here in the streets at night. Buncha good Samaritans like us? We're here to make sure pretty young things like you have a good time, not a bad time. Why don't you take a detour down this alley here? That'll be the difference between a good life and a terrible one, y'see?" that same man chattered. All the while, Akira remained blissfully ignorant to the outside world from his hospital bed. With that phone still in his hand, he'd already secured a subscription to Chizuru's profile. Despite the amount of struggle it was, he was just managing to rub against his own cock with his fingers and thumb, all while watching a video of Chizuru blowing some stranger while acting as his 'spotter' on a workout bench.

[Apollymi]

Kei was busy, stepping on Kazuhiko's cock, something she would have done irrespective of anything else. She found that he could easily interpret her words, so she felt not need to shift them when speaking. It made her life easier and made her feel better about her 'childish oddities' as some would have called them. Moreover she found him throbbing against her foot, and as such she moved it down the length seemingly searching for some particular point and when she found it about midway up his shaft, she pressed into with her big toe, aiming to cause a pleasurable shockwave in that cock as a 'punishment'. "I don't remember giving this thing permission to struggle against me though..." she said in a most haughty way. Well, Kazuhiko wouldn't be arguing against her and she wanted to watch him squirm. "You're a filthy masochist then..." she said, but there was amusement in her eyes. Well, so long as she was dominating there was no reason to be upset. If anything this kind of interaction served her well. Besides that there was probably a good reason for Kei to behave this way, not the least of which was... a necessity for ease of digestion. She shook her foot from side to side seeming to test the strength of his girth as well as it's flexibility all while smiling in a menacing way.

At the same time, Miko began snacking and noted, the raised brow of Hiruko. She supposed when they'd met, her metaphorical speech about food had been all she'd provided him with, an embarrassed little flush came to her face, but she was still happy to share her snacks. "Yeah, I meant it literally. I usually carry snacks with me everywhere you happened to catch me on an odd day... though in exchange I learned about the majesty of special snacks," she explained of herself. Beyond that point was the issue that nothing was foolproof, Miko could only nod her understanding. "I'll try my best to maintain the standard of luck and make my own, but you're right. Nothing is foolproof and I've been kidnapped too many times to not know that it's often my own fault it happens. Still... I can't change that at all..." she explained with a small smile, knowing there were certain situations she'd always walk into, regardless of the dangers they posed to her own person. As for her miscount, he looked up a single pocky stick hanging from between her lips. "Eeep♪~ You want one too?" she asked seemingly surprised. As for the gentle flirt she could help but smirk that intense redness on her face not going anywhere... "You mean that and you're flirting... sou ka, I'll keep it in mind, Hiru-nii♪~" she chirped.

Meanwhile, Chizuru was always going to be approached by a Yakuza group. It wasn't the first time such a thing happened, nor would it be the last. A bit disappointing was the fact that this group didn't include one of her preferred individuals, oh well... this kind of group was taking an altered approach. Claiming to be good Samaritans. They offered a good time, was the claim..."Oh? Good Samaritans. My mistake~" she claimed, playing innocent and appreciative but there was just a hidden bit of snark to her words, "Surely a detour that takes me away from the goal I am going for could only lead to a good time..." she said as she walked. Of course, she'd be heading for that alley, knowing that some kind of sexual activity was coming but maybe an altered approach would be worth sharing with Akira later? She could only be amused by the thought. Speaking of Akira the start of his dive into Chizuru's OnlyFans would have him barely managing to stroke his cock. But right outside, a shadow was spreading across the window, like a cloud covering the moon and that window would silently side open. Just the same, someone would soon be sitting in the window frame watching the lad struggle with his cock. That little dark tint shifting over the room. Something was a bit amiss, but it wasn't anything too dangerous. There was light purple hair in a double dango like style, with long twin tails hanging from them. A perfectly shaped face and magenta eyes with oval shaped pupils, framed by an oddly spiked shape on the bottom. She was dressed in a purple and wihite mini-dress with dark tights and golden accents. She looked haughty at best, but there was a smug little smile on her lips.

[Bloodedge]

Kei's 'punishment' was a strange sort. What she managed with that poke midway up his shaft was a grunt and sigh from Kazuhiko that could only be taken as pleasant. Well, perhaps that wasn't all she got from it. As if to spite her claim against the feisty nature of his tool, it only throbbed more intensely after that moment. "Haah─I don't think there's any stopping it!" Kazu claimed. Was he a filthy masochist? He didn't really think so, but he also wasn't one to say. "A what? No way!" was his retort. Kazu didn't think he was that sort of deviant. Well... he didn't know, but perhaps he'd be finding out if that twisted grin on Kei's face was any indicator. If nothing else, he'd certainly have a picture of that expression that he intended to keep for eternity. "But that's hot!"

Elsewhere in Osaka, Chizuru was playing along with that group of gangsters while the mysterious man lay in wait just around the alley's corner. 'Fuck! Gotta get it together. It's almost time,' the lone figure thought. Meanwhile, the gangsters were laughing it up despite the snarky nature of Chizuru's rebuttal. "See boys? I told you this one had a good head on her," the man who seemed to be their leader said. "I think I'm gonna be the one to find out how good it really is first!" said another. All four were walking closely behind the lass, sizing her up as they entered the alley. Shortly after rounding the corner, however, that lonely, bleeding male could be seen... apart from eyes that were obscured by his hair. All four men stopped upon seeing that figure who looked as if he'd thrown his arm into a blender. "Oi Boss, is that one of our guys? Where the fuck did he come from?" one man asked. "How should I know?! This spot was clear just a minute ago!" replied the first male.

All the while, Akira's struggle continued. He would have been going through a way better experience if he just had use of one hand, but this was the best he had. Revisiting these videos after healing was going to be such a treat! Ah, but it seemed he would not be able to finish the current experience as... the window opened. How strange. Akira was quite sure his room placed somewhere on the third or fourth floor. Was there maintenance going on outside? No; the window shouldn't have opened in that case. Weirder still, a young woman hopped in looking far too regal to do any sort of labor. Had he fallen asleep? That had to be the case. Either way, he was lucky to have the sheet covering his degenerate behavior at least a little. "Ano... I think you have the wrong room..." was all he managed to say, falling back on his timid persona.

[Apollymi]

While Kei stepped on Kazuhiko's cock and it throbbed in return, she took this as a different sort of squirming. Each subsequent pulse had her 'punishing' him with concentrated dominance where the pulses emanated from. She couldn't really help the response nor the pressure increase that happened very time it did. It went from gentle prodding to actual stepping as the strength of his cock was tested and found to be worth the additional force exerted. He seemed to question whether or not he was actually a masochist. Maybe he wasn't the type who wanted to be cut or bruised but he was definitely the type to accept punishment, traps and being denied something. "Denial of something, acceptance of punishment, walking into traps that would hold or bind you, not breaking free even though you can... masochist," she explained of the situation as she saw it. "Even if you're only accepting because the girl doing it is hot," she turned her nose up in the air, but that sadistic grin of hers, came with a suddenly blushing face. For the non-violent types, this was a relationship of trust, showing someone all that they were... in exchange for knowing when to stop. She leaned into him, pressing down further seeming to lightly grind into his shaft while staring into his face. "I like you like this... all excited and beneath me. It might be worth a few points~" she mused even as she considered that she was giving him a reward already. Oh well, whenever the pulsing in his cock stopped or he started to dribble a bit she'd likely switch tactics. He didn't seem like the type to beg for mercy, but maybe he'd beg for more instead... that was an interesting idea.

At the same time, a knowing Chizuru was being lead towards an alley. That was always the way with these types. She wondered if they would have stopped any random woman getting off the bus and heading home at this hour. They were even already talking about 'good head' or even 'receiving head' the group at large were going to be the types who forced someone into the position of 'service' for the sake of their own pleasure. Surprisingly enough though, after being lead into the alley, another man was there, one unrecognized by the group as they entered it. According to them he might have been one of theirs, but he'd not been there before. Chizuru noted his bloody arm and her mind shifted. She was one for sexual deviance, but she wouldn't leave someone with a serious injury hanging. "Hey, Nii-san... might be time to pack it up, looks like you got into a fight with Lawnmower-dono~" she said in a lightly joking manner. Still a whisper was to follow. "You look like you've been through it already. These guys will do something worse to you if you stick around... especially since they decided I'm their mark for the day..." she mentioned seeming to have a unique understanding of the situation she'd walked into.

Meanwhile, Akira's newest visitor watched as his demeanor changed. He went from lone male trying to masturbate to... soft spoken boy confused. She wondered how he was rationalizing her getting in through the window. But as she sat, looking way more proper than she should she could only smile. "Oh? Playing the sheep today?" she asked as she held her face with a lace gloved hand. "You think I came in the wrong window? Why would I do that... if I can get into a window, I can definitely choose the right one..." she mused. "What about you? You're in such a pitiful state, perhaps you aren't playing sheep~" she said in a manner most teasing, she'd be flicking a ponytail over her shoulder with her unoccupied hand as a breeze gently swept past her. She didn't care about it, obviously... but she was having fun, also playing a role, so... she'd make sure she did it well. Mysterious and tempting... alluring without trial, and somehow still bossy and impatient... but that part would come a bit later. For now she was just testing the waters.

[Bloodedge]

Kei went on to explain to Kazuhiko what masochists were made of. He could surely understand those things, and he definitely wasn't breaking free now despite having the ability to do so easily. Was that masochism, though? Kazu wondered. The way he saw things, it was more a matter of wanting to see the best of Kei. It definitely wasn't just an allowance because she was hot, true though that was. "It's not just that though─hngh!" An interruption occurred in the midst of his sentence, all because a certain pressure point had him suddenly squirming. "Hah! There's more to it. It's something you want to do, right? I'm down to do anything you want because I want you to have the most awesome time possible. I'm happy just watching you be happy, so hit me with whatever gets you off~" he preached. Beyond that, Kei insinuated the addition of more points in Kazu's favor, if only because she enjoyed having him beneath her. "Eh? There's still points to get?!" he asked excitedly. With all that extra pressure and grinding applied as well, she didn't have to wait long for whatever goal she had. Well, the pulsing wouldn't stop any time soon... but in terms of a dribble, there was already a prominent bead forming at the tip of Kazu's cock.

While the yakuza members were wondering where the mysterious man came from in such a short time, Chizuru took the liberty of approaching him with words of warning. A fight with Lawnmower-dono, was it? "Hmph," he muttered, half a chuckle, half a scoff. "It's nothing. Just some bad karma," he insisted. As for her warning about the gangsters, those golden eyes finally became visible. He looked to Chizuru, then to the group of men. The words he had in that moment were only for her ears. "There's nothing they can do to me. You'll die tonight just because you came into this alley, though. Impotence. All four of them. Have you ever met a yakuza member whose pride is on the line?" he asked semi-hypothetically. In the meantime, the gangsters were speaking again. "Fuck it! No point worrying about some random right now. Oi, Ojou-san, let's get going with a safety inspection! Me and the boys gotta check your tits for quality assurance!" the main gangster said while two of the others laughed along.

After encountering this mysterious purple-haired woman, Akira was immediately asked... if he was playing the sheep today. What an odd, obscure... pointed reference to make. He immediately became wary and had to keep his own face still. She claimed choosing the right window was natural, given her ability to get into the window at all. He supposed that was fair; they were far from ground-level after all. What she said first, however, was still playing in the back of Akira's mind. "You're here for me then? I don't think I know you," he stated. As Akira looked this woman over, he knew for certain... this wasn't a person he could ever forget by any means. She could have gone for a plain hairstyle and the most mute clothing ever, but she'd still be recognizable after years apart ─ even if they only had a single meeting. "And why do you say I'm playing sheep?" he wondered further.