<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

The message Miko sent to her therapist did not receive a full text back as response ─ which typically signified the arrival of another client. He had one appointment before an opening presented itself, so her response was simply a thumbs-up reaction to her previous message. Miko would understand what it meant after dealing with him previously. At the same time, Miyuki seemed almost sad their new 'friends' would be missing the first day's activities. "That's a damn shame, but we're used to being here alone anyway. We'll try not to have too much fun without you guys. Stay safe out there!" he urged as the group split.

After separating, Yugi made his way to the nearest train station to board. He'd managed a bit of fair from Ren before leaving the castle ─ something that only costed him a few photos within the System. Keeping it handy, he easily made his way into town sporting black boots, black khakis, a black t-shirt with an unrecognizable symbol on its breast, and a pair of ornate obsidian bangles. His hair was left in fringes to frame his face, nearly reaching his collarbone after some apparent growth the past few days. As per usual, the trains were incredibly crowded, and it didn't seem he'd be able to find a seat. Standing among the masses was to be expected... but he could at least be more incognito within a crowd, despite the fact that he'd forgotten to deactivate the Sharingan. . .

[Apollymi]

Miko would be hearing the parting words of Miyuki and giving him a casual wave, "Hai hai, I'm sure you two will ahve plenty of fun without us, catch ya' later♪!~" Miko offered cheerfully. Kaguya watched both Players leave with an unknown sense of foreboding that didn't show on her face, "Mmhm♥~ Text me when you're on your way back, or if you run into trouble while you're out~" Kaguya told the lass as she would always look out for her friend. Miko gave a wave to her as well before disappearing. Miko received back a thumbs up, which both answered her question and let her know that her therapist was currently with a different client. She could understand that and wouldn't bother him further per their previous agreement. Meanwhile, the doctors office was being entered by a pink haired girl, in her late teens. Her body was obnoxiously thick and her face was covered by a mask which she was removing as the door closed behind her. "Wheew!~ This is one of few places outside of home, I can feel normal in. And I have I mentioned I still don't get why I'm in charge of a guild!" the girl opened up rubbing her forehead like she was stressed beyond all reason. In truth, she'd only recenly emerged from a Dungeon and she was exhausted at best.

Meanwhile, Yugi made his way to a nearby trainstation without any real difficulty. As usual such a thing was standing room only, but whether he realized it or not, he had... someone looking at him. A brunette girl who was quite pretty was standing nearby. She was wearing just a flowy floral print skirt and a flowy white top with way more bust and ass than one normally saw in the average Japanese woman. She looked to be in her late teens and was seemingly oblivious to any stares or oddities as she existed in a spae created near the door, away from the crowed seats or lines of sight of the other passengers. This could have been accidental, surely it was... she didn't seem to be nervous for feel awkward at all.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever Kaguya and Miyuki got up to would probably be fun... by the standards of those who lived normal lives. The Players would be having a time that anyone of any walk of life could call exciting. Before Miko could walk headlong into a new day, however, her therapist was visited by a pink-haired regular client with far larger curves than most adult women in the west. She entered the office of a lithe man with short, sleek black hair and deep purple eyes that seem to look right through anyone he viewed with them. "You're in charge of a guild for the same reason all leaders are, Totsuka-chan," the man said as he looked her over from top to bottom. "Come. Have a seat. Tell me about the Dungeon you just came from... unless there's a more specific reason for today's appointment?"

Meanwhile, Yugi was anything but alone on that train. Of course that was only natural in Japan, but... there was one other person who didn't fit in either. Some brown-haired girl was dressed far too openly and looking far too comfortable as such. She didn't have the mana of a Hunter ─ not even the traces shown in one like Maki. There was no reason for her to be so casual, so... overly relaxed. Yugi was observing everyone nearby, but that one girl in his periphery was so very odd, she kept his attention. 'Not worried about rapists on a train? That's weird. With that body and those clothes, they'd probably tell her she's asking to be assaulted. Crazy,' he thought while scanning the girl's body ─ something he could do without looking straight at her thanks to the Sharingan. That would definitely become more of a worthwhile endeavor as the train departed, so Yugi decided to stay rather close.

[Apollymi]

The normal couple were left to their normal devices... the Players on the other hand were headed for a new adventure but before Miko could visit her therapist and see what all that had in store for her... there was, a different patient gaining treatment. Totsuka Chika was a young woman with pink hair and a body that most would call 'sinful'. Still she seemed utterly at ease within the confines of her therapists office. That pink haired girl was given the sort of answer she expected from her therapist. That black haired man might have been the most honest and trustworthy as far as she was concerned. "You say that but I still don't like it. If even one of my friends, joins a guild... I'm turning it over and bailing," she commented absently. She hated being in charge, she'd rather let someone else do it, so she could relax. Speaking of, Chika was told to have a seat, and explain her most recent Dungeon, unless she as here for something else. "Iia, it's definitely my usual thing. Though, right after I got out, I did get a text from Ai-chama she asked about you..." she offered as if the context of that didn't really matter at present. No... what did matter was her taking a seat which she did, while walking past a bowl of chocolates and snagging a few she walked over and seated herself in her therapists lap for reasons of no real concern. "Anyway... there were a bunch of like... anime lizardmen in that Dungeon. It was difficult only because they had full attack patterns and strategies but... I kept everyone to minimal contact. It took longer than I would have liked though..." she stated earnestly. "The real annoying part, was finding out after I got out, that one of the other guilds basically got dismantled yesterday and a few of my guys were wondering if we could take in the rest... that seems like a lot of work, and no one has said why it was broken up... I wasn't made for this," Chika complained her face a litte puffy and her lips now covered in the multiple pieces of chocolate she'd eaten while giving that account.

At the same time, that train ride was becoming more and more interesting for that brown haired girl. She often boarded trains with a very specific goal in mind and it seemed she'd found her target. A lad dressed mostly in black, with black hair framing his face seemed to fit in to the background mostly... aside from seeming brooding. Ah, but those were the type to generally take notice of an unguarded girl like herself. What would she be doing, relaxing, leaning against the door, looking into her phone as if there was nothing amiss. In truth... she was fishing but would he bite? That was always the question. She could at least say he was more attractive than the last guy she'd tried to catch this way. His form didn't trade face for body and he had an appeal she couldn't quite place. Not too unlike a delinquent, but less outright criminal than a yakuza. She bounced her leg, casually, naturally... as if simply a bit stiff, but definitely a movement meant to draw eyes down towards those thick thighs of hers.

[Bloodedge]

In the therapist's office, one Totsuka Chika was given the instruction to seat herself. As was the norm, she passed a bowl of complementary chocolates, took a handful, and moving toward the doctor's lap. She did so while claiming her guild would be abandoned if any of her friends joined another. After all he'd heard about that guild she operated, the man doubted it would be a loss at all. "That is your prerogative. Those men who've been drawn to your... natural leadership ability, should be able to get on with their lives. At least that should be the case for those who don't try to follow you," he mused. As for one of her friends asking about him, he could assume the reason ─ though it wasn't a topic he was willing to get into currently. "Maybe she wanted to book a session," he chattered. While Chika explained her recent trip to a Dungeon, the therapist's hands were moving. He'd be reaching for her thighs, seemingly with the intention of shifting the girl into straddling position for... a better face-to-face interaction between them, surely. Whenever he managed that, he'd be reaching up to drag loose chocolate from her face, back toward her lips. "Guilds disband all the time, for all kinds of reasons. If you want to find out why this one did, you should contact the association before letting any of them into your guild. Do you feel overwhelmed? I'd say you're a fair bit more stressed than you were during our last meeting. Deep breaths. Like we talked about," the man said, his eyes ever so casually trailing down to the girl's chest.

Speaking of eyes trailing down, Yugi's point of focus was rapidly shifting in a more confined way than it normally did. That brunette had become the only thing worth looking at, for more than just perverse reasons. He didn't find her suspicious enough of her surroundings, though she was obviously aware. Her phone was raised, but she wasn't really looking at it; Yugi could tell from the still reflection of the device in the window. 'That action's normal. Pretend to be on a phone so someone things twice about approaching, since you've got easy access to emergency numbers or witnesses. But...' Yugi paused his train of thought. The girl's leg was moving, but her muscles weren't jumping the right way for stiffness or a tick. No, that was the sort of calculated movement he'd been seeing since developing Sharingan, as though one were preparing an attack... or drawing attention. Well, he'd taken the bait at least, whether for the right reason or not. Yugi took hold of a grab strap, close enough to the girl that he could reach out and touch her at a moment's notice... but he wasn't doing that. 'Trap? Or... one of my people?' he wondered. Well, time would tell. This track was due for a bumpy ride. Either he'd initiate some sort of test to collect evidence for a theory... or he wouldn't have to be the one doing so. Either way, Yugi was content to look just a bit more directly.

[Apollymi]

Chika was still a teenage girl, the Gates opening had lead to some very specific oddities in her day, but there were a few common sense type things she often overlooked simply because she didn't have room for it within her mind. Hearing his words about her plan to abandon her guild at her earliest convenience, made her happy. At least she didn't have to stress about it, but she did know a truth about her friends that others might not realize, "They wouldn't be able to follow me. If my friends were willing to put up with them, they would have joined the guild in the first place. Ai-chama definitely won't tolerate those people and Kaya-chama would glare at all of them..." Chika asserted. "If Mi-chama was still around, she'd probably beat me up for even allowing it in the first place," she said her voice seeming almost wistful, like she was hoping for that particular outcome. Beyond that point, Ai's contact with the man was whittled down to a desire for an appointment, "Hm, maybe... I don't know though, she always seemed like the lock myself in my room to solve my problems kind," Chika said as her body was shifted. Soon enough she was straddling her therapists lap but still not seeming like she was the least bit uncomfortable with the situation. No, her body was far too calm and her posture far too ready. In fact, a finger trailing chocolate towards mouth from her messy eating, was accepted without hesitation and licked clean, it was her chocolate either way. As it was pointed out that she should check the association before allowing anyone else in, she paused and blinked like she'd never thought of such a thing before, "That's a great idea! I wouldn't have thought of that... for like ages," she admitted. "I mean, just a bit... I just got out of a dungeon, full of humanoid monsters and immediately I'm getting bombarded about accepting some people from a guild that disbanded overnight. I barely got a night's sleep, it's ridiculous!" she said seeming to be almost pouty about the amount of responsibility she was expected to shoulder. She took a deep breath, her whole body getting involved, her chest jiggling slight, "Uuuah~" inhale, "AAAaaaah~" exhale, it sounded lime moaning she even settled into her doctor's lap further as if it was truly relaxing to do so.

As a therapy session of questionable repute continued, Miko's partner was stuck in his own mind, on a trail with a perverted girl who was definitely doing exactly what he thought. This brown haired girl had fished using this same bait, half a dozen times in the last year, but this time in particular, she was doing so with the full intention of pulling in the delinquent standing around. She had what she would call a perfectly normal affect, not hyper vigilant, not afraid, not even noticing anyone else. But that wasn't the case. She knew what was going on around her, she was abusing it as a 'setting' in her grand play. Here and now on a crowed train, she took note of the position of the lad nearby, 'Did he take it?' she wondered. Well there was only one way to find out... she moved her arm, in a mostly natural way, and that handbag she carried slipped down. She moved to catch it, fumbled, and ended up bent over, her ass up in the air towards Yugi... showing, in a brief flash of movement the fact tha she couldn't be wearing panties right now. Just as easily as this occured, she lowered her hips and grabbed her bag up again. She even managed to look flustered, clutching her phone between her teeth but not drawing too much attention to herself, Just enough... to dangle an idea or two, in that delinquent's face as she stood back up, bag more securely on her shoulder.

[Bloodedge]

"I'm sure that would be the case. That is, unless your friends wouldn't want to join a guild led by you. But... from what I've heard, they are good friends and would want to support you even if that were the case," the therapist asserted, taking special note of the way Chika reference a would-be beating from a friend he'd be meeting an hour later. "Sou ka. You still have a very... unique understanding of affection," he observed as casually as he slipped a pair of chocolote-covered fingers between the client's lips. There was nothing proper about this therapy session, but both parties seemed so very normal. Either way, Chika did claim she was overwhelmed, even just a bit. The man sighed when she listed her reasons for feeling as such. "Rest should be your first priority. What do I always say?" he asked, a hand gently squeezing one of Chika's exposed and luscious thighs while she... breathed in his lap. "That's it. In sets now."

Yugi had a few questions in his mind about this random brunette, but the most important one would be answered before their train ride even became bumpy. How? Well... in a rather skillful moment, the girl he'd been watching lost control of her handbag, failing to recover said control spectacularly enough to leave herself bent at the waist. With that short skirt she wore, Yugi was able to see right underneath, glimpsing her folds for just a moment. There wasn't a semblance of undergarments on that girl. Those movements also didn't seem accidental enough. Yugi didn't have much experience seeing such things, but he'd seen enough to know it was just... slightly off in some way. It was quite difficult for Yugi to keep the grin from his face. 'Oh shit, it's real!' he thought. Maybe he was wrong, though? That hardly happened. Well, if she was making such moves on purpose, he'd make a few of his own. Yugi didn't act for several moments; he waited until the bumping began. When it did, he ensured the most intense bump─the third to come─swayed him in the girl's direction just enough to knock her. Yugi was prepared for a potential stumble as well ─ he could easily reach out and snatch her by the waist in a scenario of maximum success with the previous move.

[Apollymi]

It seemed that Chika's doctor supported her hypothesis about her friends. She heard his words and nodded, that they were good friends who supported her. "Yep! I don't think they care too much about which one of us is in charge of something. As a group we'd support whoever it was, and likely force the most suitable candidate to take charge," Chika said, but it was terrible to think that the group she was with, saw her as the most suitable candidate, that still wasn't what she wanted. As for her note about her friend, it seemed her therapist still saw her understanding of affection as unique. "Hai!~ No need to change what works!~" Chika said as if her method of understanding affection was tried and true. Something else tried and true was her therapists words about stressors and how to deal with it, "You say that if something is stressing me out, I should immediately destress. So that I am not thinking about things while panicking," she said in a rough bastardization of his words. Under normal circumstances she found her destressing as semi-constant masturbation. But she was already in her therapist's lap having him touch her thighs as she breathed in a uniquely sexual way. As for the sets they started immediately. Deep moaning breaths in, exhales that were long and exaggerated. She did it repeatedly, her whole body shaking with each of these deep breaths.

Meanwhile, the train now had a pair of people doing a very different dance from one that Yugi would be used to. This brunette with her remarkable body, had staged the perfect moment for a train romp, and she was... presenting herself in a very open way, but not too open. It was important to come off maybe a bit like an airhead or someone in a rush. Nothing too obvious to most, a peek ather folds accidentally given while she picked up her dropped bag. A look at her phone for the sake of safety, but mostly ignoring people so she could... focus on her target. And to her, it seemed like he was taking the bait... but not as quickly as she would have expected from the average deliqunent or gangster. He'd not immediately popped up behind her as they moved, or even before she stood up, no... he'd waited for the bumpy part of the ride... the shaking... this would have normally been the spot for another tease if he'd not taken the bait, but now... she felt like maybe he was in-tune with what was happening. 'Oh? Is deliquent chic not the norm for you? But you still want it right?' she thought as that bump was allowed to send her flying just a little in time for her to be caught by her waist. A movement too smooth to perfect. 'Hunter or pervert? Or... BOTH!?' There was no crack in her outward appearance, but only a few words, softly spoken. "Sorry, thanks..." she aimed at meek. No eye contact or even looking back. She pushed back against him, aligning their bodies for a measurement before attempting to put the space back. All part of the dance.

[Bloodedge]

The friend group Chika belonged to was a special sort that one didn't often see. They supported each other in a way that was... perhaps a little codependent at times, but otherwise incredibly healthy for the whole group. Chika and Miko were both patients of his, and both desperately needed friends like that in the doctor's opinion. As for Chika's unusual world view, she thought it worked and thus needed no changing. Frankly... he agreed. "Happiness is the goal. If it makes you happy, you're very right," he agreed. Chika's very sexual breathing exercises continued, her whole body getting involved in a way that would make it seem penetration was taking place to any onlookers. It would only become more precarious when she paraphrased a common instruction of his. "That's right. That's my good girl~" the doctor praised, his hand leaving her mouth to cup her chin instead. "You're doing well with your breathing, though it could always be better. Is it working well enough?" he asked, that other hand still rubbing Chika's thigh with incredible purpose.

Yugi bumped that stranger enough to knock her away. With great success, he hooked an arm around her narrow waist and kept her stable. There hadn't been another showing of proof for his thoughts ─ at least not before the grab. "Sure," he said in response to her gratitude. Then came the next sign. The girl pressed herself against him. He hadn't fully released her by the time she tried restoring the gap between them, but he wasn't holding her with any great firmness either. "Not the best way to take a train," Yugi decided to say. She'd been fishing in the beginning; it was his turn to choose a form of bait now.

[Apollymi]

Codependent might have been the most accurate way to describe the all female friend group that both Miko and Chika had been part of. Still, the support that two very neurotic people could gain from having such close friends was fully acknowledged by this therapist. "Hai!~" Chika said happily. She was happy with the way she considered affection, she understood her friends better than most and they helped each other, even when it didn't seem like that was what they were doing. Whatever the case, Chika managed to regurgitate the statement normally given by her therapist, and when she did, it was acknowledged by him calling her a good girl and holding her chin with his hand. She relaxed further into his body, a bright smile coming to her face. "Of course I am!~" she said genuinely happy to be called his good girl. Beyond that point her breathing exercises continued, she breathed in and out moaning all the while that hand on her thigh rubbing with purpose, and since her whole body was involved with the breathing she was now slowly grinding in his lap. "Yeah, I think I'm calming down a bit, but I'm trying to do better~" Chika said, airheaded as always she timed her breathing to the new rocking in her hips as she continued this part of her 'therapy'.

At the same time, the young brunette woman on that train had done a quick scan after being snatched up. She'd apologized for bumping him and said thank you for the rescue. She'd also given herself the opportunity to run a quick measurement set, and still couldn't tell, if hew as buff or a hunter. If it was his turn to fish for information the lass would give just enough to make it appear she could be taken advantage of, "I don't know what you mean. I was in a rush, and just a little clumsy," she said, seeming appropriately flustered for all that was happening, even occasionally checking her phone which did have agoing text thread on it, but not for any regular reason. She was still fishing too after all. Was this the kind of guy who would force an issue, make her take responsibility for bumping into her? Would he play hero and claim his actions were to help her focus? Or was he a different level of degenerate all together? She couldn't know just yet, but that little bump and separation gave her enough room to get a better look at him, finally looking up from her phone in a sheepish way to sell her oddity.

[Bloodedge]

Chika happily accepted being called the therapist's good girl. One could say she'd been groomed for some time to behave this way with him. Of course, one who actually knew Chika might instead say it was simply how she was. Perspective mattered in cases like these, but what didn't matter here was the cause. Those breathing exercises were managing to calm the girl down, but she wanted to do better. He figured as much. With her already grinding in his lap and doing nothing against that hand on her thigh, the man took a more aggressive mental approach ─ one that also involved that hand slipping just slightly under her skirt while his thumb pressed her bottom lip. "You can do better. You're so good at destressing. Clothes might be too constricting for you. Do you still masturbate routinely?"

Meanwhile, the brunette on the train was claiming clumsiness while asserting that she'd been rushing. Yugi kept an eye on her. She wasn't clumsy at all. When she rushed to grab that bag earlier, it was speedy without being frantic. Her eyes wandered enough when she closed the distance between them to make another thing clear: she was sizing him up. The pieces to a puzzle were aligning. This girl was here with a purpose. Perhaps she fantasized about being taken advantage of? Or perhaps... it was something more. Both were wondering the extent of the other's mental processes. Of the two curiosities, the girl would have hers answered first. Yugi wasn't going to force the issue, nor was he going to make her take responsibility. He wasn't a hero, and he wasn't a rapist either. He was, however... aware of her activities now. Yugi tightened his grip around the girl's waist, pulling her against himself in time with another big bump in the ride ─ and enough to keep his words at a whisper. "Clumsy is a good choice," he said, continuing afterwards in a way that... almost seemed as if he were giving advice. "I hope you're not a total airhead too. It'd be way too easy for somebody to take advantage if you were."

[Apollymi]

Chika was precisely the type of individual who thrived in situations where she was nicknamed, coddled and abused by those who cared for her. As the 'session' progressed, Chika was still breathing the way she was instructed and becoming a bit excited by the idea that his hand had slipped under her skirt. Interestingly enough, she'd have no real clothing on beneath that skirt, and her constrictive clothing as mentioned had her shifting to take off her shirt and reveal a pair of breasts, massive but untamed by a bra. And beneath her skirt he'd find no panties at all. "Yeah I'm still doing it.. two times a day, maybe three if people leave me alone long enough....aaaah!~" she could be left alone enough to masturbate. In fact she was down to about half the amount of masturbating she'd been doing even last week. Someone or something often needed her attention so she couldn't work away her stress the way she was most used to. Her body was tight and her mind just wanted to flee the responsibility as quickly as possible. She was basically just waiting to see if her friend awakened so that they could... finally break away and she could go back to the happiest life she'd known.

Meanwhile, an interesting dance was taking place between Yugi and this unknown girl. She'd been quietly wondering what kind of man this one would be, when she last tried this experiment about a month and a half ago, the man who'd picked her up played at being a hero, but spared no amount of groping for the sake of 'teaching' her what to look out for. It'd been elementary and a bit boring, but this... with a single sentence as he pulled her again again, something was proven that she'd not yet received before. Clumsy was good, a total airhead would get her taken advantage of, 'HE'S ONE OF MY PEOPLE!~' there was nothing but pure excitement in that young woman as the ideal of this particular scene became even more solid to her. "What?! I don't come off like that do I? I'm trying my best to keep it together." the lass said firmly but in the same moment during that bump a hand was so casually placed against his groin so she could gain a quick feel. Muscles had been leading to less than expected, lately... but perhaps this really was the last piece needed for true confirmation? She'd even leave that hand and begin feeling around as if confused.

[Bloodedge]

Chika confirmed her masturbatory habits to the therapist. Upon noting that she observed two-to-three sessions a day, he nodded. "Good. Keep doing what helps you relax," he advised while the pink-haired girl pulled her shirt overhead. A massive pair of breasts flopped out, boasting ridiculous perkiness for their size. He also noted her lack of undergarments, and continued moving that hand toward the inner portion of her thigh. "Let's see how you're doing it," he said. Normally, another forty minutes or so would pass before this kind of behavior. The therapist had an open slot after Chika's appointment to ensure ample time for debauchery, but alas... there would be no time for that today with Miko's arrival on the horizon. "Have you been getting frequent help? Remember, helping someone else relax at the same time will help both of you even more."

The train girl and Yugi were kindred spirits through and through. She'd been invested in an act from the start, and now Yugi was ready and willing to join the bit. After his indirect advice about ditzy behavior, the girl played her part perfectly. Yugi's Sharingan could see her excitement through minor cues. Frankly, he shared that excitement now. "I don't know. Ever been called a bimbo?" he asked, avoiding any real answer to the girl's question. It didn't seem to matter either way, as she had a hand reaching for his groin. The following moments would let Yugi know whether she'd previously dealt with Hunters or other such ridiculous types. That didn't seem to be the case, considering her apparent confusion as she grabbed something her hand surely couldn't wrap around if it tried. Another bump in the ride led to another clutch of her waist... which just so happened to result in Yugi's fingers expanding over the upper half of her ass cheek. "Or maybe you are. Got anything to blame for that hand placement?"

[Apollymi]

Chika confirmed her habits and was further praised. Her relationship with this doctor was probably strange, but... it did do wonders for her mind and stress levels. "Hai!~" Chika said as her hips continued moving and those large breasts of hers bounced free. She was encouraged to do things that helped her relax, and as such she would begin massaging one of those large breasts of hers, teasing the nipple to a point and even licking a finger to help soothe it afterwards. As for the question of help she sighed as if it was a problem, "I mean some people try and help but they're bad at it, unless it's in the butt. My brother is the only one who actually helps," she explained, she was having quite the bad time finding some other dicks worth getting fair use out of, and her whole guild was full of people who didn't measure up, even to her twin brother. "Making guy friends is difficult," she explained as if it made perfect sense. Still if helping was part of the instruction, she'd be aiming to help him her body was already moving in his lap so she knew where his cock was it was easy enough to lay a hand on it and begin stroking it through his clothes as she... continued her breathing exercises.

At the same time, that train had two excited young people who were playing a specific kind of game. A pair of degenerates were playing a scene, working themselves into a bit of train based debauchery. The brown haired girl, was one who was deeply invested in playing a good role. She took advice and cues and adjusted her behavior carefuly, subtly. "It has come up once or twice..." she said about being called a bimbo. Of course she was only called such when she was acting that way, but she took it to mean she was doing a good job. Still as her brain tried to process what was going on in this lad's pants, she didn't skip a beat. No... she couldn't even get her one hand around what was in his pants, it had to be massive. And now she could even feel him pressed against he rear clutching a fairly sizable cheek and wondering what she was grabbing onto. "I was reaching for the pole handhold you know. So I'd stop bumping around so much... but I can't even get my hand around it, and I'm trying~" she complained, on cue with a lightness in her eyes that implied she didn't get the double meaning. Subt she definitely did. 'Oh shit! Did I just stumble upon an awakener in the early stages? He has to be an S-rank or something the size of his dick could kill me! Time for improv... there has to be a scene shift!' she decided in a moment. Strangely enough without telling the lad she was chatting up about her change in plan, she'd be... pushing them both out whenever a stop was made. She had money a love hotel was about to become the place she saw and used this man's cock.

[Bloodedge]

According to Chika, she had great difficulty finding partners for... stress relief. That wasn't good. Her brother was the only one who could truly offer help. The doctor withheld any comments he had on the topic of incest. It didn't matter to him who she slept with, but she was missing a viable partner on the list. "You're not thinking it through well enough. What we do here is make sure you're ready to live a normal and happy life, but wouldn't you say that counts as stress relief too?" he asked as Chika began casually playing with her own breasts in his lap. She was beginning to massage his clothed cock as well, easily finding an erection he'd been building since her arrival. At the same time, the doctor was grabbing her unoccupied breast to massage it, his thumb flicking over her nipple. "So is there something else you wanted to address this session? Also, we should move our usual routine forward a bit. I have a lunch appointment that just came up before you arrived."

The brunette had been called a bimbo before. Yugi figured that either connected to another act of hers, or was simply something derogatory thrown her way by a potential assailant. Oh well. Instead of harping on that, he became very focused on whatever reason she had for grabbing his cock. Allegedly, she was just reaching for a handrail to avoid so much bumping. Ah, but she couldn't get her hand around it despite her efforts. This girl was good. Yugi had little choice but to match her energy and dedication. "Then you're doing it wrong. Common sense would say that if you can't get one hand around it, you should just use both, grab something else, find a partner or... some mix of those things. Need supervision?" he asked, managing to actually sound serious as his hand moved further down to squeeze the girl's rear properly... for stability purposes, of course.