Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

'Another perverted idea' was a phrase that could be spoken after any expression of a new thought by Yugi. In this case, he may have been in the middle of the best one yet. "A great perverted one!" he insisted. Alas, Miko's idea took place before he even mentioned whatever his was. Titillating and long-standing as it was, it seemed to be over in a flash. She had her panties back, and he had a weirder sexual experience than he could have imagined... and would definitely count it as a sexual experience, given how it felt and how Miko was behaving. The brunette looked like someone mid-coitus, and all she received was a bit of groping. According to her, he was still doing a lot of touching to be 'It' in their game. "That just means you're not doing enough touching to be the one tagging. Simple deduction!" he countered. If she was meant to be doing more touching, that was her problem. With those panted breaths and that intoxicated-looking face, she seemed ready to engage in proper sexual activity. Well, the masked boy had a throb to match every breath... and it would only get worse after the claim of him trying to get her back in his pants. "You've been twice already. Third time's the... charm?" There was hesitation and an upward inflection at the end of Yugi's clause. He had little choice upon seeing Miko take a sample of that sticky fluid from his dick straight to the tongue, looking like some sort of porn star and... seemingly enjoying it? No way could he drop the ball on this opportunity! "Did you just... enjoy that? 'Cause there is so much more where that came from!" he said, aiming to pull the girl closer still. Speaking of pulling, though, roughly ten seconds later... Sosuke was pulling on his tie just outside the door, seeming more than a little flustered. At the same time, he'd be pushing the front door open and stepping inside. . .

In real time, Kazuhiko was wrapping up a conversation with Saori, and wrapping up the process of redressing to boot. Exciting things kept finding him lately; this was no exception. At the end of the call, he even noted a mention of Saori's friends being... partially spiritually awake. At this rate, their group would continue to grow and provide epic magical experiences for others. Before moving on to that, Kazu wanted to ensure Kei had a reasonable time heading back. Whatever she was laughing about, he didn't know ─ but it sounded like she required no assistance. In fact, the plan was to swing via webs back home. "Eh?! I'm gonna miss that?!" Kazu complained. "That sounds awesome though! Have fun with it, yeah?" With that said, Kazu rolled himself out of the hammock into a standing position. In doing so, he ended facing Kei and holding one side of the hammock. He'd proceed to lean in, planning to kiss her lips before their separation. "And you're awesome! Not sure if I said!" he added, not realizing he'd essentially made that comment a dozen times tonight.

[Apollymi]

The masked boy was a wealth of perverted ideas, and while Miko seemingly had no interest she also had no judgement to offer the lad. "You sound so proud of yourself, Omen-kun..." Miko offered the lad her understanding of his words and intentions. She actually could only admire a person like that... so earnest in his own right. He was a pervert but he was this unabashedly, which for someone like Miko who flustered herself over most of her own behavior and hid as much as possible, was a sign of confidence. He even made more pretense and twisted words to make his logic work, it was mental gymnastics for perversion. "Semantics..." Miko stated but still, that wasn't a negative thought. No, the more she spoke with this lad and the more he touched her... the more she was enjoying him. She'd also touched him way more than she intended, but in using newfound information she could blame the game for that... mostly. What she couldn't blame the game for however was her reaction to the stickiness she'd had on her finger, which she'd licked off as a thoughtless reflex. Her curiosity had gotten the better of her, and her tongue was on her finger before she even registered it as an action. He apparently thought the third trip into his pants would be the charm but... Miko wouldn't be commenting on that because his immediate follow up was to note what he'd seen. Her face went so red it burned her ears and heated up her entire body. She'd not meant to be seen doing something like that. Of course, he wouldn't leave it alone either... "I...um..." she didn't tell lies, she had to... be evasive? "I didn't mean to do that. Forget you saw it!" she claimed immediately, her voice nearly squeaking as she withdrew into her own embarassment. Or she would have except he was pulling her in. He didn't seem put off by her oddity but, 'I can't just jump to eating meat because I didn't dislike the taste. That'd be crazy. And slutty. And I'd go straight to hell or... it'd ruin me forever, even though it shouldn't!' she thought her whole body shaking. As she fought with her own mental imagery. Ah, but there was a saving grace, that door opened again and she could hear it. She pushed away, finally, but not without carefully zipping those pants back up since she was close enough. Him beig out of order really bothered her. "Really forget you saw it. I didn't mean to..." she said in a hushed whisper. Those panties in hand they'd be quickly tucked into the hip of her tights in a folded little package with just a tiny bit hanging over the top. "I'm going first..." she said using the moment to make her escape and calm her own nerves.

Meanwhile, in real time, Kazuhiko was going to 'miss out' on seeing the web-slinging Kei move about the city of her own accord. "It's really not a big deal, but I'm rebirthing my original self as an adventurer. So... when we go back to my hometown for a visit. I'll show you something super cool~" Kei offered in exchange for missing something she thought was simple and quietly moved herself towards another one on one date with the lad in question. "And I'll definitely have fun~" she said. "Careful with those nee-sans though... if our group chat was bad, I can't imagine what theirs looks like~" she pointed out. Each of these girls found a different way to interact with Kazuhiko and he brought something new for each of them. In Kei's case, he got over her odd behaviors and to the softer sweeter parts she usually reserved for very special occasions. He'd do so in the moment, by kissing her and telling her how awesome she was, just in case he hadn't. "Baka! You've been earning points for that the whole time..." she managed but her face was bright red in response and she obviously enjoyed the kiss. And with that, the pair would separate, with Kei slipping out of the waterfall with all of her things, in a web-like backpack so she could carry it all as she swung.

[Bloodedge]

Was Yugi proud of himself? Well, yes... and no. True pride would come with success, and though he normally banked on such an occurrence... success in this matter was not so certain. Miko was a difficult one. Her erratic behavior always seemed to have her leaning toward unquestionably desirable outcomes, only for her to pull a 180 degree turn before major leaps were taken. On the other hand, the minor leaps she took were incrementally growing in distance covered. She'd first reached into his pants. After that, she placed a hand over his bulge. Third, she basically rubbed his erection with only fabric between it and her hand. If he could manage the next step, victory would be in sight. Alas, Miko wanted him to forget the act he'd just seen? Fat chance! "Not on your life," he asserted. Everything she did was so very sexual, he was absolutely holding every memory firm. That lick was almost as memorable as the feeling of her ass... and her obviously aroused reactions to it. Sadly, Miko was soon enough zipping the lad's pants up again, intending to leave the room. 'Kuso! I could have gotten somewhere with a few more seconds!' he thought. "Fine, but you're a thief now," he said about that 'robbed' sample. Yugi would be sliding out of the hiding space shortly after Miko. As she was now the one meant to hide, he also started his count before leaving the room. "Ichi... Ni... San..."

According to Kei, her first Avatar would soon be repurposed as an adventurer. As it was Kazuhiko's goal to establish an official Adventurers' Guild and profession, he gladly welcomed the idea. Besides, anything exciting she wished to share was something he'd excitedly look forward to. There was one point worth arguing though. "It's a huge deal! You're gonna be Spider-Man swinging around Osaka in a yukata! I wanna see it!" he insisted. Alas, there were things to do. Mayhaps he'd have another chance in the future. With a warning about the older group of women given, the pair kissed and separated. One final note about the points he'd been earning was worth addressing. "I'll cash-in on that later! Au revoir!" In bidding the white-haired lass farewell, Kazu darted out of the cave. He'd be keeping an eye on his phone, tracking the address of a bar... but having to slow himself as he moved too quickly for GPS to function properly. All the while, things in the bar Kazu headed to had taken a slight turn. Jin had become a bit more aggressive during Saori's phone call, so Rita would now be found bent over the bar counter ─ the same counter he had one hand gripping onto as his other hand held firm to Rita's arse. Recklessly did he pound away, entering and exiting her womb as if it was his sole purpose in life.

[Apollymi]

Miko was having quite a day for someone who hadn't even had lunch or her first afternoon snack. Her behavior definitely wasn't normal, but by all known logic it didn't need to be for her to continue interacting with the masked boy. That was the case all the way until she embarrassed herself hard enough to want someone else to forget what they'd seen of her. Too bad, she was unfavored at this moment as apparently, even her life wouldn't be enough to make him forget. "Come on..." she murmured quickly. It was very normal for her to want things erased from her own memory but he looked far too excited by what he'd seen for her to interpret it properly. She needed to separate and regroup. Still, her underlying caring nature and her OCD kept her from leaving the lad disheveled as she left him. But what was he saying? She was a thief, "Slander!" she forced out as she left. No way was she a thief she'd not taken anything. The mental hoops one would have to go through to jump to that conclusion were far too high. In the mean time her father slipped into the front door with her mother slipping in afterwards. She held a smirk on her face that was pure deviance but... school her expression quickly. "Mimi bring your snack boxes to the kitchen I'll refill them for you♥~" her mother called, which would lead to a minor detour. Miko would be swinging by her bedroom and pulling out one airtight box and by then paddling across to her music room to get the other. Both of them labeled as what they were with designs drawn on to them which she'd be dropping into the kitchen for refilling sake. Perhaps she could avoid her father in the meantime? Or maybe get that conversation out of the way? Well, she could also get a snack, she was suddenly starving for unknown reasons, well likely because she missed her morning snack.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko talked about something being a huge deal, and it was... not seeing Kei swing around Osaka like Spider-Man. "Eh? You're making it sound way cooler than it is... I promise~" Kei claimed but she knew the lad wouldn't be dissuaded, she'd learned much about him over the course of their date. "Hai!~" she said to his farewell, though with a pretty firm blush, something about French was crazy. Meanwhile, Rita was bent over the counter at that bar, being rammed into with an amount of recklessness she'd not known in years. "Wooah!~ You guys gotta try this sometime♥~" she mused as she moaned the entire time, her own hips purposefully crashing against Jin's as she seemed completely fine with allowing him to make a mess of her womb. Nozomi previously barely conscious was wobbly on her feet a shirt being slipped over her head by Saori. "You sure this guy is hot? And he'll like me?" Nozomi asked seemingly woozy and her underlying insecurity on display as well. It wouldn't be worth sticking it to her husband if the guy chosen couldn't actually show him up, and she wouldn't feel better about it if it was just a favor. She didn't have the same type of body as her friends. And the things she was known best for weren't innate skills or anything like that. "Positive on both counts. I wouldn't lie about something like that, besides, he's also nice, which is what you deserve. And he already used the word 'knockouts' to describe us.. all of us. Don't worry," Saori confirmed, obviously used to babying a few of them when they got too far out of hand.

[Bloodedge]

And so, the pair of teens were no longer inside the Iino parents' bedroom. A claim of slander was sent Yugi's way as they parted, but he didn't seem to care. No, his count was already in progress even as Miko was called by her mother. "Yon... Go... Roku... Going to fifty~" he continued. Miko would be allowed to run off, collect her snack box and even interact with her parents downstairs. In fact, her doing so would only help his plan. Yugi still held that bell in hand, keeping it silent until the moment was right. With everything going on, he figured there was no chance of her hiding downstairs where their parents were. Upstairs, there was... her parents' room that had already been used and evacuated, a closet, a bathroom, the room Miko originally hid in, and... definitely Miko's room, which she probably didn't want anyone entering. Yugi thought hiding in the bathroom would be quite stupid of the girl, so... he factored in only two viable places. All he had to do was erase one of them, and another plan could be enacted. While that planning took place, Sosuke was standing right beside Risa in the kitchen, preparing a light snack for himself and the Prime Minister. Since Miko would surely be on the way, he had a question to ask. "Mimi, I was looking for you. Is everything alright with you kids? I heard some commotion." he wondered. In that time, Yugi was entering the room full of books: one of Miko's only viable options for hiding. He'd already carefully opened the closet door, so... he entered that room, made that little bell chime lightly from within, and... sneakily made his way back into the hallway closet to hide.

On the topic of commotion, there was quite a bit happening at that bar. Between Rita's moans and her hips colliding with Jin's repeatedly, it seemed he still wished to redden her ass a bit more with the occasional spanking. Beyond that, there were Jin's own grunts to consider as his body curled over hers and his entire core worked for the sake of pounding into her core. "Hah? Not thinking of handing me over to somebody else, are you?" he asked sarcastically after the woman's announcement. In the meantime, Kazu was quickly approaching the bar, casually jogging at breakneck speeds and avoiding the eyes of any pedestrians along the way. 'Bar, gang of MILFs, dejected wife's revenge plot. Hell of a day,' he thought. Soon enough, he was standing right outside the building with GPS alerting him of the arrival to its destination. "Wait, I'm not old enough to drink in this world! Why invite me to a bar?!" he wondered. Whatever the case, it was after hours. If he was to enter the building, he wouldn't do so without proper invite. As such, Kazu would be sending a text to Saori. It read: "Outside the bar. Still 17 btw."

[Apollymi]

Miko apparently had until the count of fifty and that was more than enough time. "Arigatou~" she chimed truly satisfied. She ran into her own bedroom grabbed one snackbox and then after closing that door behind her, slipped down the stairs to... grab the one out of her music room. Once she had both she met her parents in the kitchen. She climbed one of a few stepladders to sit the boxes on top of a counter and open them knowing they'd be filled with snacks by her mother. "Hey there, cutie. Making friends?" Risa asked of her daughter. "Something like that..." Miko said, unsure whether the lad would call her a friend or not. "Well, that's good. We always worry you don't warm up to people too easily," her mother noted. "Omen-kun is cool. I like him," Miko stated knowing she was hard to read in certain situations. There were quite a few things slightly off about her daughter's visage, though most of it could be easily explained away. Meanwhile her father was looking for her, and she had an easy answer for that as well. "Everything is fine. We're just playing hide and seek. How about you?" Miko stated giving just enough information to settle any random noises or squeals, besides her father was in the meeting with the Prime Minister even if she felt off about that man, such things should probably be a bit more important than her neurosis. Speaking of noises she heard that bell coming from the room they'd started in... she was sure. She'd have to check though. "I'm making onigiri for lunch do you have a favorite flavor today? Also do you want me to put the boxes back once they're packed?" Risa asked as her daughter obviously wanted to run off. "Iia, I'll come back for the boxes later. No need to go in my rooms. I don't have any favorites but Onigiri does sound good. If there are multiple kinds I want one of each. No red bean paste! I'm hiding this time so, gotta go! Arigatou!" Miko asserted. "Aye, Ma'am!" Risa chimed seeming to find her daughter's new enthusiasm amusing. Miko on the other hand was left with only a few choices to where to go. A quick peek into the book room and suddenly... she didn't want to enter it. No... the closet had enough room in it that she could hide comfortably, she could even sit down if she wanted as a small stepstool was tucked into the bottom so she could reach the towels on the higher shelves. She opened the door looking around and slipped in backwards keeping an eye out for the lad in question and then closed herself in.

Meanwhile, that scene at the bar was still pretty out of hand. Rita was being reamed with nothing in mind but to let it keep happening. Was she thinking about handing him over? Not really... "Iia... I'm sure there's some pretense in there somewhere but I definitely meant later~" Rita claimed much to the chagrin of the others. In the time of getting Nozomi back into her shirt, coddling her and watching as Rita got wrecked the other two were halfway back to consciousness as well, but both were choosing laziness and the potential for another nap over commentary. Still, Saori's phone went off notifying her that Kazuhiko was outside and reminding her of something important. "Oh right," Saori murmured. "One second..." she typed back quickly while starting to speak. She'd spent far too much time around the lad having him be as old, or older than she was she really didn't remember. "Jin-san, that ride I called for Omi-chan is here. Can he pop in, or would you rather I walk her out?" that was a moment of respect, Saori fully acknowledged that someone like him might not enjoy someone else getting into their business like that...and she was fine to just pick up the other woman and sling her over a shoulder if necessary. but she also knew the other women wanted to see, even while being drapped over the bar as they were.

[Bloodedge]

Though he never managed to successfully locate Miko, Sosuke still gained access to the girl in a way he always knew would work: a call for food. After she descended the stairs, it was Rita whom she spoke to first. It seemed she and the masked lad were making... something akin to friends, if nothing else. At the very least, she thought he was an alright boy. What were the noises Sosuke heard then? Apparently, the children were playing hide and seek. He didn't imagine such games were still being played, but it was refreshing to hear. "Is that so? I thought all children cared about nowadays was video games. It's good to know there's still some activity going on now," he said, seeming quite pleased until Miko asked about his situation. "For me... Well, let's just say I can't wait until business is handled and we can enjoy time as a family," he said to avoid any unnecessary animosity toward the Prime Minister. Moving on from that, all seemed fine. He figured Miko and the Prime Minister's son would return to their game, and he'd simply have to ignore any future squealing that didn't come with... crashing or something of the sort. "Have fun, Mimi. You two be careful and play nice," Sosuke offered in those parting moments. All the while, Yugi was making himself quite comfortable in that closet. A bit of thinking led him to believe the chances of Miko choosing this hiding spot were quite high. Eventually, he was rewarded by the door opening. Just as he thought... she didn't even notice him sitting atop that stepstool before she turned around and backpedaled into the closet. Once the door closed, Yugi would strike. His left hand reached out, aiming to cover Miko's mouth while his right arm snatched at her hip for the purpose of pulling her into his lap. Unlike others in her life thus far, he fully intended to place her right atop his half-stiff dick. "Tag♪~"

Outside the bar, Kazu waited only a short while before the message to Saori was received and answered. He didn't want to just barge in, especially as the establishment's hours of operation had already passed. Actually... what were they still doing in there? That was none of his business, but it felt... interesting from outside. While he waited, Jin suffered a brief interruption from Saori herself. She wondered if the 'ride' she called could be let in. When answering, he had Rita grasped by one wrist and the opposite hip, holding her slightly off the bar counter. "Bar's closed, but you lot are here. If they got your pass, I don't mind a party," was all he said, not even knowing what type of individual would be brought in.

[Apollymi]

Iino Miko in every form was easily motivated by... food. She'd be found in her parents presence at the mention of food and speaking to her mother and then her father given she'd been unreachable for quite a ew moments. Interestingly enough, her father seemed pleased to find out she was maybe making a friend and more pleased that they were doing something besides playing video games. "Games are cool, but I don't have ones I am willing to share... so analog," Miko affirmed. Interestingly enough, though Sousuke planned to avoid unnecessary animosity towards the Prime Minister his words, while... polite implied he was having quite the dreadful time. "Gambareyo, Papa♪!~" Miko chirped her encouragement. She was told to have fun and play nice, and she'd nod before her fast paced tiptoeing had her running off gain. All the while Risa's eyes never left her daughter and for quite a few moments she lived in quite contemplation about it. Two kids who weren't technically prepubescents were playing hide and seek... that didn't sound quite so innocent to her. But... she also wasn't the type of parent who'd interrupt such a thing either. No, she was quite happy for the girl and maybe... her turn as a parent was finally coming up. Regardless, Miko was taking her next leg of the game in stride. She'd had time to calm down, had the outlook of a coming lunch and refilled snack boxes to work with... all was well as she slipped into that closet. Until, she was grabbed and pulled directly into the masked boy's lap. An excited yelp left her. When had he gotten here... wasn't he in the other room. A hushed whisper left her soon after. "Cheater... I didn't hear a bell here!" she said concisely, though also quietly. Though they had a great deal of freedom to move around she still wouldn't be the one to get them caught in an odd situation. Ah, and then there was the rest, she squirmed in his lap, her ass finding odd comfort and a strange need to fidget with his meat pressed against it. He was also once again holding her by the hip. What did he have planned? She supposed she'd soon be finding out.

All the while, that bar had something very interesting going on inside after hours. Saori and her friend group were all... doing what consenting adults did when they were of a like and drunken mind... committing to debauchery. The fact that one needed to go home. A gentle interrupt to Jin and Rita occurred but that didn't seem to stop them very much. No... instead he simply mentioned that he didn't mind a party if someone had a pass offered by Saori. "Hai hai... I don't plan to let him stay that long," she said honestly. There was still some oddities surrounding their interactions and Saori wasn't completely in the right mental space to deal with him. Just the same she wouldn't stop her friends from doing so if they so wished and several did indeed wish. So she picked up her phone and sent the message. "Pop in. But Rule One." Saori had known Kazuhiko long enough to knwo all about how he chose to deal with his friends and groups alike. She'd have no cause for entertaining extra questions from him. In the moment Rita was pinned and wiggling and quite enjoying herself. All the while the women were groaning, trying to come to enough to be able to see the lad in question, but most had blurred vision.

[Bloodedge]

The masked boy had such an easy time trapping Miko. If they ever met again, he'd surely take advantage then as well. Ah, but one couldn't rely on such things. With such a prime opportunity literally right in front of him, he couldn't take a chance on future interactions. No, he'd try his damnedest to take advantage of it right here and now. In making that first move within the closet, he was immediately called a cheater. "Of course you didn't hear a bell here. I rang it in the other room," he admitted. Irrespective of any cheating or lack thereof, the tag was established. He'd have to reclaim her panties to truly take the round, but that was within the plan anyway. He pulled one hand away from her mouth, bringing it to the base of Miko's dress to once again begin pulling it up ─ something he'd developed quite the habit of doing. "Still putting them here?" he asked as that hand rubbed a path up her inner left thigh to raise the dress. He'd stop that motion only when he felt her undercarriage against the back of his thumb. "Eh? Is this it?" he questioned, knowing it was not the case.

Jin gave the go-ahead for Saori to invite whatever companion she had inside. Kazu, waiting outside, expected to either be let in or met at the door. What he got instead, was another text after a few moments of waiting. He was invited inside, but left to enter on his own... and with the warning of 'Rule One' of all things. "The hell?" he wondered aloud. Whatever the case, Kazu supposed there was no getting around it now. So, with a sigh... he stepped into the bar to be immediately accosted by sounds of rough sex and the smell of alcohol stronger than anything he'd sensed in ages. He had words for Saori, but the sight of three half-conscious women, one currently being railed, and Saori herself had his mind going elsewhere. With that being the case, Kazu lifted a finger as if he had a point to make when finding the purple-haired woman. His eyes couldn't stop darting from one woman to another, and he couldn't settle on any of them for longer than a split second. "... Uhh... I suddenly find myself with several days of free time. Looks like I'm late, but... I swear I can make up for that!" he insisted.

[Apollymi]

To trap a Miko would at some point in the future be a thing most people did as sport. For now, one of the earliest to do it, did so with a clear goal in mind. Ah but Miko would be calling him a cheater first and foremost. A handicap and homefield advantage had lead to an expectation. And he'd not followed through with it. Ah, but now she was sitting on top of a stiffening cock with a boy's hands on her thighs. "You called it a handicap and turned it against me, cheating...Omen-kun..." she quietely accused. Strangely enough though, quiet accusations had no place here. And she wouldn't have been able to keep it up even if she tried. Not with his hands gliding up her covered thighs. He pushed her dress up with the hand traveling up her left thigh, he was looking for the pair of manties she'd tucked into her waistband. A minor decision made unconsciously had less of them sticking out than before, but beyond that, when his hand went up he gently brushed against her sex while looking. Well, if he was actually looking. Still, a jolt of pure sensation was sent straight from the girl's core up to her brain as if it fired off immediately. "Wuuah♪~" a little softly exhaled moan escaped her. "No... not there," she murmured softly. Something in her brain had shifted ever so slightly and she found herself wanting more of his attention.

In real time, Kazuhiko was given permission to enter the bar and when he did he found several half-dressed women. One being railed with near reckless abandon and Saori looking about how she always did, aside from the sweater dress she was wearing instead of jeans and sneakers. At his introduction a few of the women immediately looked over but Saori just rolled her eyes. "Ori-chan you said he was hot... not that he was basically a model..." Nozomi said immediately. "Yeah... I did say that," Saori said. immediately. "Boo, why did Saorin bring the extra dick when we can't get our lives together..." was the complaint of Reina. "Go back to sleep, you're still talking crazy..." Saori mentioned. Before looking to Kazuhiko. "You definitely don't have a week and we aren't even going to be here that long. I called you for a reason remember, Kimura?" Saori pointed out. "It's me... I'm the reason!~" Nozomi said, shirt on inside out hand in the air leaning back a little too far on that barstool for the comfort of Saori. "Kimura... isn't that your problem student? Someone's been holding out~ I'd be a slouch too walking around with wait like that in my pants~" Rangiku chattered half awake but having seen enough to put together a few sentences.

[Bloodedge]

The masked boy had become quite accustomed to being called a cheater; it didn't bother him at all. Whether truth or slander, his actions led to this moment. "Handicap then... summoning ritual now," he countered. Moving on from that matter, his mobile hand wasn't truly looking for panties at all ─ at least not the pair he was meant to take from her. No, he'd hoped they would be a bit higher than where his hand reached. He wanted to reach her crotch instead, and with her reaction to the initial contact, he felt a bit... predatory. Not there, she said. Well, he knew that much already... and surely she understood that he knew. "You sure you're not trying to throw me off?" he asked teasingly as that same hand turned. Yugi's middle finger would be purposefully pressing against the very same spot his thumb reached moments before, his palm resting atop her pelvis. That fingertip was in a near-perfect location, right against a noticeable little nub. Lower would have him slipping toward a crevice guarded only by two layers of fabric. Higher would instead have him reaching the goal of the game. Which would he choose? Well, the plan wouldn't have him deciding right away. "I need a hint. Higher... or lower?" he asked deviously while leaned against the girl's back and throbbing under her rear.

Now that Kazuhiko was finally in the bar, he was discovering the true meaning of rubbernecking. Five women, only two eyes and one field of vision... He really needed to get more eyes. Moreover, there were observations being made about him by some members of the group. He didn't mind it. In fact, the positive energy he was receiving gave Kazu a great deal of hope for future success. "I can also definitely help with the 'getting lives together' part! I'm good at that!" he chimed after hearing the gripes of one woman. Alas, Saori wasn't having any of their shit, nor any of his. She called upon him for a reason. He knew that, and apparently the 'reason' in question was willing to volunteer herself. He also found her lean a bit uncomfortable, and thus took measured steps closer in case a catch became necessary. "Yeah yeah, I know... why'd you think I came here right away? But still! If this is how parties go, I'd kill for an invite to the next one!" he stated, effectively grabbing the attention of Jin. He continued busying himself with Rita, but he knew killing to be a specialty of this unknown lad. He didn't throw that phrase around casually for the same reason most others did. Perhaps that was the strange boy he'd been hearing about earlier this very day. . .

[Apollymi]

The masked boy, had been called a cheater, but he didn't seem bothered by it. Miko didn't know if that was a good thing or bad thing. What did he have to say for himself... that the bell was a handicap originally and a summoning method now? Did that mean he only used it to bait her? Well, she supposed that was fine overall but still rather odd. "That sounds reasonable but I don't know if I like it..." Miko said of his explanation. Of course, there was something she was beginning to understand she liked. Miko was a girl of simplicity the sensation of this young man touching her had been something she found pleasant enough not to avoid. His interest in her had been odd for her understanding but she couldn't argue with the feeing of his erection against her bottom nor his continued exploration of her person in the physical sense. "No, I'm not trying to throw you off..." Miko claimed softly a sigh escaping her as she wiggled more in his lap. if that first brush against her sex rewired her brain the second tested the connection. A finger which gently rubbed over her nub made a little cry escape her lips. "Ooh♪~" that little chirp escaped and she covered her own mouth with her hands. She was so embarrassed her body was hot, and that fluttering in her lower abdomen increased. It was getting in the way of her thinking. Higher or lower? He asked teasingly. For what? Miko didn't know, if he was going for panties she'd say higher. She knew she should say higher, but her mouth opened, "Uha♪~ Low...er♪~" the musical quality of her voice squeaked through if only for a second. It was mostly quiet, but the way he spoke to her made her answer in the way that suited her. It felt so strange... she also couldn't account for her own feelings or even the dampness in her panties caused by such direct contact.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was selling himself to a group of women who really didn't need the pitch. Even so... he made offers which had the half-dead dirty talker laughing. "Hehehaha~ I like him..." Reina said. But Kazuhiko had been called for a reason and was being held to it by Saori herself. It'd be Rangiku to comment, "Oya, you're really ruling with an iron fist here~" she said teasingly. "But we can see the chip now~" Rangiku commented with a raised brow... "You don't have to kill for an invitation. I'd bring you along, next time. You free after the concert tomorrow?~" she claimed as if it was the most reasonable thing possible. Meanwhile Nozomi, was leaning way too hard, and when she leaned back, the last time, "No... it's me this time. I'm winning today~" claimed Nozomi as she leaned a bit too far back and went tumbling backward in slow motion to Saori who didn't bother moving herself this time at least. "Somebody give him my number~" Rita chimed, not willing to stop what she was doing but obviously have a vote to throw. "You guys really are scavengers... he's not an escort you know?" Saori mentioned.

[Bloodedge]

If Miko wasn't sure whether she liked the shift in purpose or not, Yugi supposed he'd be around for the eventual discovery. More importantly, he intended to be around and very active for the moment this one came out of her shell, so to speak. No... he intended more than that; he intended to cause the eruption from that shell, and herald in a new age of manhood for himself! What was Miko's intention, though? It wasn't to throw him off, allegedly. The ruse he had in place was that of a man who didn't believe her. Surely she was aiming for that, right? "I'm not sure I can trust you. I mean, we just met today. I probably shouldn't believe you," he teased. Based on the sounds Miko made, he had confirmation of multiple things. First and foremost, she was definitely caving to her deviant side by enjoying the contact he forced. Beyond that, there was something else he wouldn't address just yet. All he'd concern himself with for now was the moment, which settled in the question: higher or lower? Miko's answer... was interestingly enough, lower. The masked lad smirked as his plan came together. She'd made another huge leap, so of course he acquiesced by pressing in with that finger and slowly sliding it down, forming a damp, heated divot in her panties and tights. Still, there was no sign of what he allegedly sought even as he moved closer to what would be Miko's entrance. "Liar! Still nothing. Is there some trick I need to do to unlock it or something? Some special code?"

It seemed Kazu was liked by the women in Saori's friend group. If she had such an attitude towards him, he would have been living the best life ever. Though... he viewed their relationship with fondness as it was. One of her blonde friends thought it would be a good idea to bring him along on the next outing, asking if he was free after a concert he actually knew about now. "Do you want me free? I'm free as you need me to be!" he said with maximum enthusiasm. The black-haired woman had a counterargument against her friend, though. Well... she tried to make one before dropping herself off a barstool. Kazuhiko seemed so casual, almost gliding as a single step closed the distance between him and the falling woman. One hand settled beneath her lower back, and the other forearm found itself under the bend of her knees, as if he'd simply caught a pillow dropped into his arms. Something like that had Jin's attention ─ especially given how the boy was dressed. Even with Rita demanding that her number be given to the lad, he merely slapped her ass again and spoke. "You yakuza, kid?" he asked. First though, Kazu had a rebuttal for Saori's most recent statement. "Well let's not get hasty there. If somebody wants an escort, I can do that too! Well... I wouldn't charge or anything," Kazu said first. As for being a yakuza member, his answer was unusually casual. "Definitely not. I'm pretty awesome, though. Well... I try at least~"

[Apollymi]

Miko's deviance wasn't something she actively pursued. In the moment though it seemed to be something her body actively wanted even if the rest of her mind hadn't caught up just yet. The ruse he was using to claim he didn't trust her, or rather shouldn't was one she understood immediately in the context of his previously stated pretense. "A Miko doesn't tell lies... and besides that you can and do read me, O-men-kun~" she said softly. That little shift in the words wasn't something she did on purpose, but it was something that made her hips shift gently. One thing she knew for certain, lap sitting had never been so exciting. Still, for Miko this was almost an out of body experience. She was sure she was feeling it, sure it was something she should stop but wasn't doing and even... her own mouth and words were betraying her. She'd told him lower... she meant higher, but... what if the normal thing wasn't what he was going for at all. Actually she was sure of it, as that divot was pressed into her panties and tights and she felt that finger touching damp fabrics and sending new signals to her brain without cease. "Ha♪~ Haa♪~" she was panting so gently... trying so hard not to make too much noise, but something about this was absolutely naughty and way too good to stop. Her hips moved on their own as if trying to help his finger, while also sliding over his erection like she didn't know it existed but she did. "I am not. You obviously went past it... you should try a little higher again," she mentioned biting her lip and pouting. It wasn't technically a lie, he had missed it. It simply wasn't aligned with the middle of her person, but she was sure he knew this... and his decision to move his fingers this way had nothing to do with wanting the panties. He was an admitted pervert, he wanted to do perverted things... and if she was being honest, it was seeming like a better and better idea by the moment.

Meanwhile, that bar now had at least one extra man in it... and the ladies were all waking up as he became the topic of conversation. Rangiku found his enthusiasm infectious and his attitude oddly upbeat. He'd definitely not been undersold by Saori, but that wouldn't stop the bustiest blond from teasing her purple haired friend. "Oh? Is that so... Ri are you sure he's your problem student? He seems perfectly agreeable to me~" she said with a wide grin spreading across her face. "Oi, don't start." she said shooting that woman a deathglare. "Oooh~ So feisty, Ryujin-sensei~" Rangiku claimed, while Saori stared daggers at her. Meanwhile, Nozomi was soon almost falling off that barstool only to be caught in the moment by Kazuhiko. Normally speaking that sort of thing would have been Saori, having a young fit man do it, made the woman look surprised. A hand pressed into his peck right on top of the cloth. "Thanks for that... you're really solid under here..." she claimed not stopping touching him once she started. An ass slap rang out after Rita's call for the lad to be given her number... "Sorry I'm such a slut... I have to let him know though♥~" Rita freely admitted her interest and apologized while receiving a moment of brutality. "Definitely not in the yakuza. Look at that fit... that's a Chioriya custom. Which like what he hell that's fucking cool, Mari-chan's been on her waiting list for six months... and she's not even guaranteed to make something for someone she doesn't like~" claimed Reina, who might not know the boy, but knew fashion better than anyone else.

[Bloodedge]

There had always been talk of priestesses not telling lies. Here and now, Miko used that logic and applied it to herself, seeming rather serious about it as well. She was also right about his ability to read her and the active use of said ability, but that notion would quickly be discarded. "Everyone's wrong eventually. I can't just bank on being right this time~" he argued playfully. The shifting of Miko's hips had him growing harder still ─ even shifting below her until she was placed in the middle of his lap. Of course, doing so also dragged his cock into the same place. If they were unclothed, there would have been certain penetration. That light panting sounded like adlibs in a sexual song. With that in mind, the masked boy was content to make things more sexual still. According to Miko, he'd gone past the goal. Was she talking about panties, or the spot that felt best? Well, she urged him higher either way. What interesting timing such a statement had, as 'higher' could be equally interpreted as 'deeper' considering his finger was positioned right over her guarded entrance. "Should I really? But if you're not lying, it can't be any higher than where I started. I've been in full contact the whole time. Does higher mean... a different kind of higher, then?" he asked, pressing in with that finger to create more of an indentation where one would seek to enter the brunette. At the same time, he decided to mark his starting point, thumb pressing against the nub he previously abandoned. "There must be a cheat code after all then. I really might need more help~"

Kazu hadn't missed the mention of being Saori's problem student. He knew that was the case, but that hadn't mattered in a very long time. Interestingly enough, Saori was called 'Ryujin-sensei' by someone other than her students. He wouldn't comment on that this time. No, he was instead catching a drunken Nozomi, only to be complimented on his solid body when she reached out to touch his chest. "Ehe~" he chuckled. Meanwhile, Rita was apologizing in the most sexual way Kazu had ever heard an apology. He was becoming firm by virtue of being around and hearing these women ─ especially when Rita spoke. As for the lack of affiliation with yakuza, Jin found himself... questioning the lad's truthfulness. He didn't seem to be lying, but that didn't sound reasonable enough to be true either. Ah, but Reina was more in the know about fashion ─ enough to pinpoint the clothing brand that outfit actually belonged to. Jin fell silent, merely spanking Rita again. Kazu, on the other hand, was attentive to the tanned woman. "Isn't it awesome?! I met her at the festival a few hours ago and she gave it to me. I'm gonna try getting some armor pieces for it later. Want me to see if I can pull a favor?" he asked about whoever this 'Mari' person was.