<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

Kaguya was coming to a realization in this moment, and it was that she was being a bit unreasonable. By the time Miyuki was catching his breath, she was talking about another round, and while she did mean for it to be immediate, she realized that wasn't necessarily normal. "I did~" she said lightly. "But I'm worked up, you know... the drinking and then it's been a couple of days and all the excitement~" she started rationalizing her behavior, even as she reached over to his cock which was going flaccid to help work it back up by hand. "You're probably pretty worn out though right? I could take care of it myself then~" she said deviously, as she shifted her position a bit. With him lying the way he was, she could easily take care of it herself and ride him until her next orgasm and maybe by then he would have caught his second wind and they could have an even better time. That didn't sound completely out of the ordinary at all, they were young, what was a little extra fun?

Meanwhile, Miko was offering apologies like the good Japanese school girl she was, and received in return a scoff. The man who owned this place, called 'Sakura-san' by Rikuya was apparently not complaining about her tardiness. "Sou ka, arigatou gouzaimashita!~ You're quite gracious, Sakura-san♪~" slipped out from between the girl's lips. Now that she was settled in beside Rikuya. "Iia, I didn't force myself. I did want to see you... and I promise I actually have myself together... mostly, even thought it probably doesn't seem like it♪~" Miko managed knowing that she'd had quite a bit. It seemed that coffee and curry were on the menu and Miko herself had eaten a full course meal and two desserts, and taken 8 or more shots of scotch. "Well... if it's a recommendation I can't really say no either. I, don't really say no to food in general. Well, except one thing... regardless, thanks for your kindness♪~" Miko said thinking about it and not wanting to set anyone up for failure when it came to making appeals to her in the future. Still, her hips wiggled just a little in her seat, perhaps she shouldn't be so excited about food and the like at present.

[Bloodedge]

Kaguya thought herself a bit too worked up, hence her suggestion of another round immediately following the first. She seemed ravenous, even reaching out to grab his shrinking cock and work it with her hand. That effort did manage to delay his flaccidity a bit, but it didn't seem Miyuki was finding it very easy to build himself back up. "Gah! It's so sensitive!" he mentioned. After all that movement, his head was lightly spinning, and his stamina was waning. He could have raided another dungeon right then and there, but continuing with Kaguya? That would prove much closer to impossible. "Don't you want to save something for onsen? I'm not sure there's any way I can keep going right now," he said tentatively.

The man called Sakura bowed his head upon receiving Miko's gratitude. At the same time, Rikuya was turning himself slightly atop his barstool ─ enough to face Miko a bit more directly. "Well you seem to have everything together. You did make it here, after all. I'm glad," he said with a smile. Two coffees were ordered, with both Rikuya and Miko agreeing to partake of the café's remaining curry. Both would consume pretty much anything... interestingly enough, with one exception for Miko, and one for Rikuya as well. "I'm much the same. I'll take anything but shiro-an. Everything else goes... a lot, actually. That's why I'm here so late. Sakura-san knows I can keep his waste down almost singlehandedly," he explained while the man behind the counter laughed. "As long as he's paying, that is. It doesn't always go for free. Tonight's an exception, so eat up. Rice or bread?"

[Apollymi]

Kaguya was so worked up, she was indeed seeming ravenous. Perhaps she was asking too much to want more after the session they'd just had? Well, that wouldn't stop her from trying, she did offer to do the work part of it herself... if he was up for it. But it seemed he wasn't quite up for it. Only a bit of rigidity was retained and it would seem that according to Miyuki he was too sensitive. Kaguya would give another tentative stroke though, just to be sure. "Gomen, careful... you'll give yourself the spins~" she commented absently. She apologized for working him up more in a way that he wasn't ready for. His lack of enthusiasm for this at the moment did a pretty good job of sobering her up, even if her insides were still feeling quite achy. "You know me, saving stuff isn't really my style, but I can't be unforgiving with you or anything... you did just get back~" Kaguya kept her words light but inside she felt unfulfilled. It wasn't Miyuki's fault she had some strange or unrealistic expectations. He'd been out conquering a dungeon, it was likely in bad taste for her to try and run him ragged immediately. "Besides, we always have fun at the onsen. Want some water or something? A warm washcloth before you settle in?~" Kaguya mentioned being thoughtful instead of dwelling on her missed opportunity.

Meanwhile, Miko was out and meeting new people. A nod of Sakura's head was pretty normal. Rikuya turning a bit to face her would lead to her doing something rather similar and smiling at the lad. "Good good, I put on my best brave face.... I'm glad it's working♪~" Miko offered playfully. It was rather easy for her to talk to Rikuya, and if she'd not been in her current situation she might have thought that odd. Speaking of oddities, Miko would be finding out about a food based oddity of the lad she was with, who would apparently eat most anything, just not shiro-an. Miko's eyes widened at that, and she looked so legitimately surprised. "Sugei, I didn't think I'd meet someone else with such a weird no food. I'll eat anything except, anko... I really don't like it. Also a good appetite is healthy, and great for business, I respect this♪~" Miko agreed about eating anything and keeping businesses in line. Soon after the old man was offering up the remainder of the curry for free, as a part of a special occasion. He wanted to know if they wanted rice or bread and Miko looked at him with big pleading eyes. "Can I have both? I suck at making choices..." she explained and she really would like both the rice and the bread if they were on offer.

[Bloodedge]

"Hai hai," Miyuki replied when warned about getting the 'spins' as Kaguya put it. He wasn't sure why she was so horny tonight. It wasn't the least bit upsetting, but her expectations of an immediate round two were ludicrous to the drunken male. "Hrk! It's not that I just got back... it's that you just did me in," he claimed, all but unresponsive physically to that additional stroke. There was a throb, but it didn't really lead to anything. Kaguya went on to mention their upcoming onsen trip and ask if there was anything he required. Miyuki hated the idea of disappointing, so he gently cupped a hand over her wrist. "I should be fine. I know how you're feeling, so... just give me a minute, OK? Maybe that cloth, but not to settle in. We'll pick up right where we left off♥~" he vowed. Of course, Miyuki had every intention of delivering... but his actions if Kaguya went to fetch that washcloth would be very different. If she left the room for any reason whatsoever, she'd only return to find Miyuki flaccid, snoring and drooling from both his mouth and his dick.

At the same time, it seemed Miko would be finding a kindred spirit once again. Both she and Rikuya had a distaste for a specific bean-paste, though their choices were in opposition of each other. Rikuya didn't think he'd meet someone with such specific, open, yet oddly nuanced tastes. "That's actually refreshing to hear. I guess we could switch if we ever find ourselves stuck with something repulsive to us. If one's missing, some place usually offers the other in my experience," he said, a minor complaint. Only a few seconds later, the proprietor of the establishment was standing at the counter again. He brought with him two steaming cups of coffee, placing one in front of each teen with that same cheeky grin on his face. "Two house blends. I'm guessing I don't have to tell you how to drink it~" he teased. To his question of rice or bread, Miko was the first to answer. She couldn't choose between the two. Upon hearing that, Sakura immediately looked toward Rikuya with a quizzical expression. "You two related or something?" he asked, to which Rikuya laughed and shrugged. "Small world? Similarities are bound to crop up, statistically speaking. Probability notwithstanding. I was also thinking how unlikely a scenario this is," was Rikuya's tangent of a response. The older male shrugged, turning away again and rounding a corner into a small kitchen setup. "Bah! I wouldn't try putting math to it. You'll have to settle for the bread that's almost gone. Rice'll need cooking, so gimme some time."

[Apollymi]

Miyuki and Kaguya were coming to an accord. Initially she thought that satisfaction wouldn't be hers to find tonight. She'd be waiting until some time the next day. He claimed to have been done in by Kaguya in the last few moments. Well that would be encouraging, but it also meant that she couldn't get what she wanted from the lad in question. It was bittersweet at best, and infuriating at worst. Still she couldn't be mad it wasn't his fault. Actually, he was even going on to claim he just needed a bit of time. He held her wrist and expressed a desire to continue but a need for a little more time. "Sou ka, if you're sure... I'll get that then~" Kaguya said as she leaned in to peck his lips. Of course she would, she was getting her way even if it'd take a few extra minutes to get back to it. That wasn't a big deal. So she got up, went off to the upstairs bathroom. Cleaned her bottom off and warmed a washcloth for the man in bed as well. She was gone for 2 minutes or less... but by the time she returned to her bedroom, she saw a sight she wasn't expecting. Miyuki, in bed, snoring and flaccid. "Are you kidding?" she questioned the world at large. Still... she couldn't actually be mad. A sigh escaped her but she still approached Miyuki. She cleaned off his drooling dick and tucked him into bed. It was the best she could do, but she definitely wasn't tired herself.

At the same time, Miko was learning that odd food choices weren't just made by her. Both she and Rikuya seemed to share a hatred of a specific bean paste but thus could choose to switch if they ever encountered one they didn't want. "My experience says the same... and the chestnut one is only seasonal. Still it's good to have someone to trade with instead of just giving away dessert. I had gotten to the point that I don't usually order dessert because anko is such a common base," Miko could easily commiserate. It was difficult to find good things to eat when you had an odd food pickiness. Meanwhile, Miko soon had a cup of nice coffee sat in front of her. It smelled quite nice, and she wondered what time this place opened. It definitely would have made her detour list on the way to school if she could have gotten a cup like this with any speed. "Iia, I know exactly how to handle this♪~" Miko joked right along with the man. She'd soon be taking a sip just for flavors sake. Of course, there was the matter of their curry side, which Miko admitted to being unable to choose between. Context clues said she wasn't the only one with this problem as Sakura asked Rikuya if he and Miko were related obviously connected to that oddity. Soon after Miko was listening to a minor tangent from Rikuya about the potential for such likenesses. She enjoyed listening to him talk and fully understood how he rambled about such things. Sakura apparently didn't want him putting too much thought into it. "Hai hai, take your time, Sakura-san♪~" Miko cheered seeminly pleased to be getting rice. Just the same she was giving a minor side eye to the lad she was sitting with... while sipping her coffee. "Sugoi♪!~" she chirped with sparkling eyes. She definitely should have been coming here for breakfast.

[Bloodedge]

During Kaguya's very brief absence, Miyuki had actually made an effort. He tried letting his mind run wild with imagery while stroking himself carefully. Miyuki managed only half a minute of that attempt before letting his hand fall aside, his eyes close, and his consciousness slip rapidly. Kaguya's words upon her return didn't, and couldn't register to him. Even her efforts to clean him up and tuck him in didn't make the blonde male stir one bit. Miyuki was the type of person who, when passed out after drinking, would surely be out for hours without very direct, very heavy efforts to wake him. Yugi had been making that assumption about him since his drunkenness became apparent. In fact, that assumption was part of the reason behind Yugi's ongoing piano performance.

Meanwhile, Rikuya was nodding along to Miko's claims. He also enjoyed the chestnut filling alternative, but disliked its scarcity. "Mm, mm. Matcha paste is pretty good too. I normally go for jams and such instead. Alternatives aren't as hard to find as they used to be. At least that's what I hear," Rikuya commented. The pair soon had coffee placed in front of them, and Rikuya took his up immediately. Sakura left them alone afterwards, aiming to prepare rice the old-fashioned way. All the while, Rikuya was blowing over his cup, sipping lightly and taking note of that side-eye from Miko. "Something the matter?" he asked. "Remember, social cues aren't my strong suit. I don't know how to interpret that look, Aoyama-chan~"

[Apollymi]

It took Kaguya two minutes to discover that her fiancé was out like a light. Perhaps he'd really drunk too much for a single day. They did have the onsen trip, but the idea of waiting that long for satisfaction wasn't at all on her list of things to do. Still, she wasn't tired yet, and luckily enough she wasn't at home alone or anything so she at least distract her mind a bit. She'd go ahead and have a quick shower. And while in there she heard some pretty steady piano music from downstairs. She'd caught a whiff of it before, and now with a bit of freedom she'd go exploring. She'd redress herself in a pair of soft shorts and a tank top like she'd normally sleep in. Her hair was completely down still and she'd be making her way to that piano room to watch from the crack in the door and surprisingly enough see Yugi, in a full suit playing piano. 'Maybe now is the time for answers....' she thought absently while peeked.

Meanwhile, Miko was meeting her proverbial equal for understanding her issues with food. It was so nice to feel understood at random, though she did like the acceptance she'd been receiving of late. "Matcha is also pretty good. And it's great with mochi... I should make some later. Ooh and maybe a shortcake!♪~" Miko thought absently, choosing desserts her friends might like/ It also fit the list of criteria for all of the likes and dislikes of her other friends. At the same time, Miko's honest face was betraying her, though apparently not enough for Rikuya to full interpret her thoughts. At the very least, the repetition of her assumed identity would keep her answering to it given his tone of voice. "Iia, nothing's wrong," Miko said quickly only to avert her eyes and blush. "Not used to that either... I am also bad at social cues, being drunk isn't helping either..." Miko admitted quietly. "Though I do know what kind of drunk I am and it's just making my brain burn... such a thing isn't technically socially acceptable so I think it's probably fine you didn't pick up on it immediately. Though if I explain it, it'll be pretty embarrassing for me♪~" she chirped out softly. "Essentially, I thought I might want some cream for my coffee, and that I could get it from you since I know how long it takes to make rice, but that was a really strong visualization..." she said her face blushing tensely wondering if that was a clear enough metaphor given their shared love of food. And a quiet explanation that she was the horny and adventurous kind of drunk.

[Bloodedge]

There was but one thing that could stop Yugi's piano solo. It was something he knew would occur at some point during the night ─ something he expected rather soon. Eventually, he heard the shower just faintly. That wouldn't have been Kaguya and Miyuki. No, he figured it was Kaguya by herself, and that Miyuki was... out of commission at the time, in all likelihood. Not long after the trickle stopped, Yugi let his eyes occasionally dart toward the slightly ajar door. It didn't take very long before he saw a shadow moving just outside. A bit of focus, a bit of mana, and he could see a little more: Kaguya's face, hints of the clothes she'd chosen, and so on. He could make one observation from that applied focus. "And here I thought I was good enough to have a dress code for my performances. Guess I suck after all~" he joked.

Miko and Rikuya could agree on the taste of matcha paste, but there was one other thing they could clearly agree on. Miko mentioned making some later, and added the idea of... shortcake. "You could never go wrong with shortcake! Nobody could be angry at shortcake!" he insisted. Moving on, Miko's drunken state apparently wasn't helping her lack of ability to pick up social cues... or deliver them, it seemed. She went on about something that wasn't socially acceptable, was possibly embarrassing, and... probably went right over Rikuya's head as well. She wanted cream for her coffee. That was completely normal, but she wanted it from Rikuya specifically? He wasn't sure what the time it took to make rice had to do with that either, but he supposed it was technically possible to pour some cream into her cup if she wanted him to do it. Surely he was missing something big there. "Eto... well, it's not my establishment or anything, but I don't have a problem putting cream into your coffee or anything. I can't help wondering why you can't get it yourself though. Are you that drunk?" he wondered genuinely, even seeming a little concerned for the girl's wellbeing.

[Apollymi]

Yugi's piano solo went on for quite a while, until of course, Kaguya was spotted during her watching of this situation. She didn't know he played. Miko had to be thrilled. What was more he still had a thorough sense of humor apparently choosing to comment on the fact that he apparently wasn't good enough to play a venue with a dress code. "Ehehe~ Gomen, gomen~ I didn't know there was a dress code in the house I was living in... I went comfy casual~" she said lightly, finding it amusing and slipping into the door and shutting it behind her. "Surely you could make a bit of an exception, did have quite a few questions to ask... and I thought I'd catch Mi-chan since I heard the music, but I suppose this is equally fine~" Kaguya mentioned seemingly pleased. She knew this room was sound proofed beyond normal reason because of Miko's growing up in this house, beyond that she knew that they'd likely want privacy for this kind of conversation regardless.

Meanwhile, Miko and Rikuya were agreeing with each other about the goodness of shortcake. He was so legitimately excited that she was quite enthused. "Alright, making a shortcake next dessert go. Purin went over pretty well tonight. I'll save you a piece~" Miko claimed as if it was the most reasonable thing she could do. Still there would be a bit more interest to come. Miko had a bit to say and she was being a bit less direct than normal. Of course, it was an interesting moment for Miko to be the one who understood but perhaps she'd just been unable to properly communicate. Rikuya was apparently actually worried about her well-being. That was sweet, but also totally unnecessary. "Sou ka, that one wasn't clear. That's pretty hot, I'm not usually the one who knows what's going on♪~" Miko said softly only to properly turn and look at the lad and grin. "A♪~ke♪~chi♪~san♪~" Miko sang the lad's name and leaned in close her fingers gently tracing his thigh through his pants. "I was being flirty♪♪~ Maybe it'd be easier if I showed you but... I'd be taking advantage of you a bit♪~" Miko flirted while doing a little dance in her mind and trying to figure out which side of his pants this dick was on.

[Bloodedge]

"With a piano like this? There should at least be a dress code in this room," Yugi suggested, his fingers dancing slowly across the keys. Kaguya went 'comfy casual' as she put it, but he had an easy fix to that. "Inventory," he whispered, glancing in Kaguya's direction again thereafter. He looked into the inventory screen dedicated to her. The couple of articles she wore could not be touched, but he knew it was possible to place something on her... or take something Player-owned off. Kaguya asked about an exception, but there would be no such thing. In his time alone here, Yugi had been considering his approach to a conversation he knew was coming eventually. "Your secret. I remember it. Before you say anything else, I need you to trust me. Take off your clothes. Go with the first half of your personal transformation routine," he suggested.

Rikuya certainly wouldn't mind being saved a slice of shortcake. Based on Miko's offer, he could assume she already intended to see him again. "Is that an invitation? I won't turn down something like that," he claimed. Moving on from that, Miko had clarification to offer... somewhat. He'd apparently missed something again after all, though Miko found the situation... hot for some reason. She went on to sing his name in broken syllables ─ something very appealing to hear. The claim of her being flirty was one he'd definitely attribute to that to the way she spoke his name. It probably would be easier if she showed him, though, as he hadn't a single clue what the actual flirt was supposed to be. "Well I can't be sure if it'd be taking advantage of me or not, because... I don't have a single idea what you're talking about. I'm guessing you don't want me to actually pass the cream..."

[Apollymi]

Yugi claimed that a room with a piano like this one, should require at least a dress code. Kaguya chuckled, Miko lived in this room. It was one of her safe spaces and the piano itself had been something she'd even been part of the construction of. "Eh? I mean the piano would be worth a pretty penny, but I don't know if that'd entitle it to a dress code~" Kaguya claimed rolling her eyes. Still such a playful conversation wasn't outside of her norm but what came next was rather interesting. The lad knew her secret, or rather remembered it. He asked for trust and for her to remove her clothing items. He also claimed she should go with the first half of her personal transformation sequence. For once, Kaguya's face flushed in girlish embarrassment. It wasn't often she was caught off guard but that was one such instance. 'What's his angle bringing up something like that...' she wondered. But still as her partner in a bit of deceit, she had to trust him at least a little, and Miko trusted him so he was running a good win percentage. With his fingers moving across the piano providing a bit of sound to move to, Kaguya moved, A fluid movement stripping her tanktop from her person, a twist and a bend removing those shorts from her hips. She'd not put on underwear with her pajamas so... she'd be left stark naked. As for the sequence of her personal transformation, a secondary spin and a hand up and over her face... these movements done to the tune of a soulful piano were what she had to offer.

Meanwhile, Rikuya and Miko were discussing shortcake, and a possible invitation. He wondered if her words counted as such and would be interested in being saved a piece of cake. Rather he claimed he couldn't turn it down. "It's probably an invitation. It's rare for me to find someone I get along with so easily♪~" Miko offered earnestly. "Besides, I don't make offers of food with the intention of being turned down♪~" she said her face gently puffing as she playfully pouted. Ah, but she wasn't just pouty anymore. No, she was now the sort of person who flirted successfully from time to time. Even though this lad wasn't exactly as clear on what those flirts meant, that only made it a bit more fun. A hint of deviousness appeared in the girl's face as she gave the lad her full attention. He couldn't say she was taking advantage because he didn't know what she meant to do, he'd only figured out that she didn't want to be passed the actual cream. "Iia, I don't want actual cream, but you not knowing what I mean... makes me really want to surprise you instead♪~" Miko decided. Actually in the moments before she'd quite enjoyed how shocked he seemed by her not knowing who he was, how surprised would he be if she randomly aimed to swallow his dick and extract the cream she wanted directly? Would he stop her, or enable her... it was worth seeing regardless. "A♪~ ke♪~chi♪~san♪~ remember when I told you earlier I was thinking of making a meal out of you♪~" Miko asked playfully as she decided on the left side of the lad's lap with her hand and so gently felt around for a prize worth taking.

[Bloodedge]

"it should be enough when it's being played," Yugi argued. "I don't even feel right playing something like this without changing how I'm dressed. You like the suit?" he wondered while keeping a casual eye on the lass. Kaguya exhibited enough trust in Yugi to discard her clothes, even going ahead with her own magical girl transformation sequence. However she felt about that maneuver, having her secret mentioned was enough to make Kaguya blush ─ which only made the scene better for Yugi. Half of the sequence, he viewed as if it were sexual. In the end however, her spin and pose could be considered cringeworthy by most... but a bit badass by Yugi. "That's pretty cool," he said to the naked girl. Before she recovered from that final pose, Yugi made use of something else he'd been working on this past few minutes. "Equip," he whispered. Kaguya would find herself sporting a form-fitting, halter-style black dress that showed off her shoulders and chest, with a choker with square holes and a golden rose pendant, and a red rose pattern on the inside of her skirt. The front of the skirt was mid-thigh length, while the back reached below her knees. She'd also be wearing a pair of black thigh-high boots with square holes at their collars, matching her choker, a rose symbol at the bottom of their sole, and black fingerless gloves. Beneath those articles, she'd have only a red, rose-patterned thong made of a lacey material. All pieces were notably of a much higher quality than what most would consider designer clothing. "Oh. I must've had something in my eye. Gomen. You're in perfect uniform~"

All the while, Rikuya was being signed up for a cake date to follow the existing coffee date. When such a thing would happen was up to destiny, but both he and Miko agreed that a food-based arrangement was not to be missed. "I wouldn't either. And, I agree. There aren't many people I can have a legitimate conversation with. It's basically just been my mother until recently," he admitted. Of course, 'recently' actually meant today in this case. What of Miko's claims though? A hand on his thigh was nothing foreign to Rikuya, given the number of women who threw themselves at him on a regular basis. While that hand was there, Miko confessed that she wasn't talking about actual cream... but she now wanted to surprise him. With a mention of her earlier words, specifically her interest in making a meal of him, there should have been clarity... but there was something missing. "Huh... but then how does..." He thought to question the use of 'cream' as a reference, but lo, Miko's hand reached out to his left thigh for a bit of a shock. She'd find it taking no effort at all to locate what she sought, as he boasted quite the unrealistic tool against his inner left thigh ─ even by the standards Miko had to work with, he was significantly above and beyond anything reasonable. "Uh─! I remember, yes... What about it?"

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Yugi maintained some strong feelings about this piano and it's required dress code. Once again Kaguya could see why this lad and her friend got along. He claimed he didn't feel right playing the instrument without putting on a suit and asked Kaguya's opinion. She gave him a once over and had a bit to say, "It suits you♥~ I mean, I am all for delinquent chic, but a man in a suit is a different kind of devil all together. Pretty fancy and definitely a nice touch. I do wonder where you managed to hide that, I'm sure I found you half naked in the yard earlier today, not a bag in sight♥~" Kaguya complimented and flirted... still her questions remained. Still a small break remained a little show and a showing of trust would end Kaguya in her little transformation sequence rather suddenly in some very high tier designer gear. Clothing had disappeared from her earlier and she couldn't question it at the time for obvious reasons and now clothing was appearing on her person, also at random and way better than anything she ever owned. The boy at the piano even had the pure audacity to claim she was in perfect uniform. This cheeky nonchalance had to end it was all too much for poor Kaguya's psyche. "Sugei♥~" she said giving a spin and looking herself over repeatedly. She was touching little trinkets and all the clothing and it felt great but also, "What the hell is actually going on with you two?!"

Meanwhile, Miko was learning more and more about Rikuya. It seemed she wasn't the only one benefitting from their new friendship. He claimed to only really converse with his mother regularly until recently. "Really? That's sweet of you♪~ Still it's good to be making friends, it's hard but I've found it to be worth it♪~" Miko claimed. It was good when people could get along with their parents, she wished in that moment she could see her own but... she pushed that thought away and would instead let her drunkenness distract her and move her closer towards more concrete and conquerable goals. In this case, her guess of left was correct and she found her hand against something even more sizable than she'd thought it possible to find. Her brain was processing the feeling beneath her hand, while her other joined it as if she intended to measure it by finding both ends. "Waaah♪~ It's so unreasonable. This might actually be a meal in more ways than I realized. I should worry I still want to try it when it's defying my understanding♪~" Miko was practically narrating her own thought processes. But still she was looking at Rikuya with wide and obviously excited eyes. As she aimed to molest him towards firmness she remembered what she was supposed to be talking about. "This is definitely a meal, one I'm not even sure I can swallow whole, still going to try though♪~" Miko chirped happily. Well that was abit more direct than she intended.

[Bloodedge]

It was a good thing Kaguya appreciated his suit, Yugi thought. He'd only chosen it to go along with the dress he'd chosen for Kaguya, figuring she would make her way down to this very room during his performance. Upon being equipped with the dress he intended for her, Kaguya seemed to enjoy it as well. Perhaps the sudden appearance of clothes she didn't own had something to do with that positive reaction, but it surely couldn't be fully to blame. Whatever the case, Yugi nodded the girl over, intending to have her join him on the piano bench while the song continued. Of course she wanted to know what was truly going on with him and Miko. Luckily, he had the freedom and desire to explain now that they had time. "A thing happened before the Gates. We were designated as 'Players' in something just called... The System. We were teleported to some other world and gained the ability to level up ─ indefinitely, looks like. Something wants us to become more powerful for some reason. We have, so far... levels, skills, inventory, a shop... all the stuff you'd expect in an RPG. After we made a connection, I became able to see a tab with your name on it attached to my inventory screen. I can't take anything you have 'equipped' if it belongs to you, so don't worry about that. But... if you've got an empty slot, I can fill it. If you've got on something that belongs to a 'Player' though, I can send it right back to inventory."

One thing Rikuya didn't expect today, was to have his dick groped through his breeches in a back-alley café. And yet, there Miko was, reaching out with both hands as if she needed to measure what she found. According to her, his member was unreasonable. Rikuya's eyes darted toward the kitchen, where he found the proprietor turned away, hearing nothing over the sound of an overhead box television and two simmering pots ─ one for rice, and one of the curry sauce. Suspicions and general sketchiness could be set aside for lack of immediate danger, but... what was Miko saying about wanting to 'try' it? All that talk of a meal was making a lot of sense now. "Uh... right. I think I understand everything now. What do you mean you're still going to try? You can't mean..."

[Apollymi]

Kaguya did indeed like her new dress as well as the suit that Yugi was currently wearing. In all honesty they looked about like what she assumed their parents would have wanted of them in a few years. A couple of well-to-do entitled teens walking the path laid for them by someone with no vision. Ah, but they weren't that at all, both of them were living on their own terms at the moment. He nodded her over and she joined him on that bench, she'd been in this same position a couple of times, and thus felt fairly comfortable slipping in beside him. And soon enough Kaguya was receiving quite the dump of information. Before the Gates, Miko and Yugi were designated Players of the System and isekai'd. They were given the RPG special and seemingly infinite potential growth. Obviously something nefarious had given them this power and that much was obvious but... they had to live with it. At first, Kaguya couldn't say anything, her face merely had her mouth shaped like an o with almost no sound coming out. "Alright... that was, a lot," Kaguya said. "Also the DM is a fuckup. How do only two people get this kind of power in this game design? Bad campaign, why even involve the rest of us? Not that I envy you... I don't want to be the demon king's vessel, incubator or whatever..." Kaguya said falling back on a normal magical trope that appeared quite often when 'gifts' were given by an unknown persona in media. "Also I guess that means you were the reason my shirt, or rather Mi-chan's shirt randomly disappeared from me earlier?" she asked mostly rhetorically. "But why am I there?" she wondered about the inventory it didn't seem natural to be able to mess with someone's inventory but... perhaps it was their connection that did it?

Meanwhile a different kind of discovery was being made in that back alley cafe. Miko was well beyond her own personal limitations. Well, she was going a step further than her regular bravery would take her, turned into something a bit more pushy than normal by the alcohol moving through her veins, and polluting her brain. Still, she'd recently developed a talent for being a little devious. Her ears worked much better than normal people's, she knew Sakura's position without having to look. She could hear that tv, and the pots on the cooktop. All the while, her body was already moving of its own accord. So deftly did she slip off that barstool and under the counter. Her smaller frame able to easily hide her from sight while she rested her knees against the bottom rung of the barstool. Having felt the size of Akechi through his pants, she was already unzipping him and aiming to slip him out of his pants by the time his sentence registered in her brain. Her hand was reaching in to touch bare skin by the time she looked up shocked and surprised by her own placement and actions. "Waah♪~ I might have gotten a bit ahead of myself... I can't really resist though. You don't mind right, A♪~ ke♪~ chi♪~ san♪~" she looked pleadingly excited with big brown eyes looking up at him. It was almost like she was a kid caught with her hand in a cookie jar, well her fingers were already where they needed to be, so why shouldn't she at least have a peek?