"I'm getting tired of passing out from asphyxiation. I admit that I'm kinky, but not like that. What the hell happened, while I was out, that Red even knew where that was?!" I protest the drive to pick myself off the floor, more engrossed in Kitasawa's rise in understanding. Did Hanami impart her real cloak's whereabouts? She does have the box that I used to store it with. My sister couldn't be that gullible as to obey the brash blonde. Howbeit, Sis did display a fondness for my collared mate.Mary folds the mantles, pinning them under her forearm. "You're alive?""I think I am. Please, answer me," I requested. As I assume myself as a lame plank of wood, I can descry Mary's surface past her skirt; a blue, cotton-used filigree that rides up her bond."Your sister let Kitasawa snoop around this pigpen," incurring my sister's displeasure afresh. "Stumbled onto her library within that closet. Didn't know that you had stuffed her cloak inside one of the boxes, as the girl discovered the container which carried her Grimm. Thank God that she didn't put it on right away; once I saw, I bang the butt of my gun onto the gal's skull. Apparently, Hanami cared more for the game then preventing Kitasawa's restoration.""My room's not a pigpen, Slut! And the games cost way more than what you're worth for each singular cover! You'll have to be careful with them! And I didn't know that her Grimm worked in that way...""Doesn't take much to put two and two together. You prioritize those C.D. disks over your room or sense of danger? It's unreal that you were an athlete," the fox jabbed. "I-I was! But I'll be getting back into shape soon! Just you wait! Only looks support your name while I have authentic accomplishments; triple that even! Looks, accomplishments, and genuine love! Captivation on my little brother won't work any longer now that I'm aware!""Since when was I captivating him? Telling from a few signs, I'm his first kiss~ All him, as he's the one that made the first move.""Going there are we?" Hanami's horns look alive, rearing to impale. "I'm confident that I'm his first-midnight partner! Mind you, he's the one that initiated~ Jealous?""Keh! I bet you were like a dead fish," Mary spat.> "Stop bickering, girls. Do you need a reminder? We have Kitasawa to deal with and the person who flung that arrow."> "Does it matter who had the first what? I appreciate my confidants."> Sneak out of the room.> (another option)=======Fourth Thread can be found right here! : >>3429492Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Mother%20GoosePastebin (Smut n' Stuff): https://pastebin.com/u/MotherGoose
>>3445322> "Stop bickering, girls. Do you need a reminder? We have Kitasawa to deal with and the person who flung that arrow."
Why do you create new threads after 400? I'm sure the cap is 700.
>>3445358Oh time limit that's different from other boards >>3445322> "Stop bickering, girls. Do you need a reminder? We have Kitasawa to deal with and the person who flung that arrow."Is that tonight couldn't keep up with days
>>3445322> "Stop bickering, girls. Do you need a reminder? We have Kitasawa to deal with and the person who flung that arrow."in retrospect we are the dumbest guy alive for making a scenario with our own actions in which our mistresses meet.
>>3445524You reap what you sow anon. Now lie in your grave you dug cause it can't be already deeper than that.
>>3445536No. No. No. Keep digging. We've almost reached America.
>>3445333>>3445338>>3445381>>3445397>>3445524>Writing... ... ...
>>3445555"Stop bickering, girls. Do you need a reminder? We have Kitasawa to deal with and the person who flung that arrow," I said. At the chance of being suffocated, I will fight; this boiling air doesn't sit well with me at all.Expiring forcefully, Mary and Hanami pivot their heels and look to where their adversary does not shine. "We'll deal with this problem some other time," the fox dated. "Was playin' nice, but your sister has to be this obsessed at a first glance. It's kinda hypocritical if we're to pick apart her disagreement. Sadly, you weren't there to see it in full, Kid.""You're tellings lies now?" Hanami reprimanded. "You just want to entice Rou for him to do whatever this N.R.O. thing wants. If you don't want to be named a slut, then don't look like a slut.""Look who's talkin'. The worse people really do get the most powerful abilities."Pulling myself at an incline and resting upon my ulna, I settle down the two. "A catfight's the last thing I ever wanted in life," I remarked.> Deal with Kitasawa right now.> Hand Mary the arrow. You'll focus on Kitasawa later.> (another option)
>>3445616> Hand Mary the arrow. You'll focus on Kitasawa later.You love your girls, but right now you need a break from them.
>>3445616> Deal with Kitasawa right now.>See if you cant store things in your sisters gate, such as the cloak, not just pull things out. Make sure kitasama doesn't see, obviously.
>>3445616> Hand Mary the arrow. You'll focus on Kitasawa later.
>>3445627>>3445639>Writing... ... ...
>>3445657"Mary, come follow me to my room. I have that arrow in there. And Sis, stand guard by that closet. You can do anything, but do not -- I repeat, do not -- listen to what Red says. She's in time-out until I say that it's over.""Gladly," the agent told, vamoosing from my sister to transfer herself to me. The exuded bloodthirsty aura from Hanami is dialed; regulated, but not extinct."Rou, if she does anything, shout for me," the lamb instructed."It's the other way around, Girl," Mary, giving her own venom to combat venom. "Pray for me if we aren't out of his room soon~ Or maybe just cower in this dreary lighting.""Unless I take him away first," Hanami returned. "Or kill you..." The ominous end made Mary laugh.From Sis' shadows, I pilot the fox to my own sleeping quarters. Rummaging through some stuff, I bring the arrow to light, entrusting it to Mary. Examining the projectile, she pokes around with it to be sure that it's safe, holding it in her left when done. Thereafter, to read its note."Your room is neater than I thought," the singularly present woman opined.> Ask Mary how long she'll be staying at your house.> Ask Mary if she'll meet at the park.> Ask Mary about her impression on your sister.> (another option)
>>3445674>"so, any ideas who this arrow could belong too? honestly, i dont care too much save for their a threat to me, if the problem disappeared without me ever seeing them, id be a gift, though i doubt im so lucky."
>>3445674> Ask Mary if she'll meet at the park.
>>3445679huh this as well
>>3445679This and> Ask Mary if she'll meet at the park.
>>3445679>>3445683>>3445783>>3445808>>3445810>>3445823>Writing... ... ...
>>3445848"So, any ideas who this arrow could belong to? Honestly, I don't care too much, save for their threat. If the problem disappeared without me ever seeing them, it'd be a gift. Though, I doubt I'm so lucky." Coincidence is taking an extended vacation and the bad Lady Luck is taking its place. In conjunction with what it seems to be a disorganized future, I am shrewd. Often, such vigilance is deprived at moments."Have no clue. The arrow looks normal to me and is small on the magical side of things. If it has any that is. What about yourself? Itches in the brain, or does it give off something that you sense?"I escalate the blade of the arrow to my nostrils. It's strong enough with its sweet, creamy smell at a distance, but infringing on my personal bubble makes it more than noticeable."Vanilla. I haven't told you about the aroma of Grimms, did I, Mary?"Mary steals the arrow from my nose. "You didn't. S'that true, Kid?" I give my confidence upon her shrunk inquisition. Properly counseled, she rubs my hair, jolly. "Why couldn't you tell me sooner? With a skill like that, the assignments our group will be getting might not be as difficult, in terms of tracking! Makita's bears does venture well, but three chasers is better than two."Fixing my do, I draw up the task at hand. "I can't figure out somebody's identity by that alone. Just that they're a Grimm-user. The note said to meet at the park during midnight. Will you be there? 'Cause the assistance will surely be needed.""What you regarded is redundant. Obviously, I'm coming there. It's my job! Heck, I reported this to the N.R.O., and are waiting for this investigation."> "You'll be waiting here then, till the appointed time? Or are you going ahead to prepare?"> "News is fast, eh. It's twelve. Better hurry on getting that arrow to your branch."> "Digressing, did you leave the document at the kitchen? I want Mom to be duly told about Red's residence."> (another option)
>>3445915>"well, we can deal with that when the time hits right i guess."> "Digressing, did you leave the document at the kitchen? I want Mom to be duly told about Red's residence."
>>3445915> "Digressing, did you leave the document at the kitchen? I want Mom to be duly told about Red's residence."
>>3445915I'd just like to say, as a man who had no internet for since last Sunday and only just got it back, you do a damn good job in terms of quality and quantity.
>>3445922>>3445934>>3445956>>3446260"Well, we can deal with that when the time hits right, I guess. Digressing, did you leave the documents at the kitchen? I want Mom to be duly told about Red's residence." I can only imagine what'll happen when something else goes wrong. Will she waterboard me? Chain me to a rock and push me into a lake? Eternal captivity? My father's a poor man if he was forced to marry Mom. A maniac if it was all consensual. There's no method to master that beast!"Ah. I did. Your mom's a nice woman, so I wouldn't want to leave her in the dark as well." Against my dissent, the fox tows me out of my room and towards my deceptive mother. She was making tea, dissolving the house's value in sugar. "Heeey~! Your Morioka's mom, right?"Mom addresses Mary, pouring the sweetened teapot into a cup. "Hm? I believe so," she jested. "Want some of the shares too, Young Miss, Rou?" offering us a cup, in which we decline. Myself, in particular, as the amount of sugar is surely meant to be poison for I."Those papers over there," Mary, pointing to the table. "Did you happen upon them?""I saw them on my way in but I didn't take a peek. Wouldn't go around and get onto other people's business~ Though, what are they for?""For you, your husband, and the second girl that was here." Unroping me, she exchanges my carpals for the clipped pack. Mary flips it through with Mom, getting into the nitty-gritty of the whole "program." Scarily enough, my mother understood all of it, as for me, it sounds like well-written gibberish. "That girl's Kitasawa Beniko. She'll be staying with you guys until another statement from the government. Hope this notice wasn't too late to receive."Fastening her hands together, Mom becomes flowery. "Oh my, oh my. Not at all, young miss~ Dear and I will take her in gladly. I always wanted a second daughter-- but I had Rou. Although, I have no hard feelings~"> "Mary, my mother has to enter a program herself. She just expressed her true goals of my birth!"> "Beware! That loving act is a lie! That smirk is hinted with pure hatred!"> "N-Neither myself, Mom...."> (another option)
>>3446422> "Beware! That loving act is a lie! That smirk is hinted with pure hatred!"
>>3446422>Look at Mary with pleading eyes that say, "Get me the fuck out of here and away from this mad woman"
>>3446422> "Beware! That loving act is a lie! That smirk is hinted with pure hatred!"DO NOT BELIEVE HER LIES
>>3446422> "Beware! That loving act is a lie! That smirk is hinted with pure hatred!"ah, so the truth is revealed. we were an unwanted child. no wonder we turned out like we did, totally not our fault, push all the blame onto her!
>>3446422> "N-Neither myself, Mom...."You do not mess with the queen of the household
>>3446723I have the sneaking suspecion that either our mom resents our very existence, which is why she was so quick to lynch us, she just hates men in general, since she seems to have done this to us, dad, and uncle, or this is geunienly how she expresses love. Let's move in Goldy or something! Totally safer!
>>3446776>move in with Goldyfixed that for ya.also she could very well not be lying about loving us and our father, but the scary thing is that doesn't mean you are wrong either. honestly i think moving Red in was a mistake, if our mother takes a liking to her, we are FUCKED, possibly both metaphorically and literally, and not in a way we will like for the second either.
>>3446803>We're FUCKED, possibly both metaphorically and literally.Look, we've fucked older women and we've fucked our sister, but we are not fucking our mom. That fucking psycho is probably into BDSM or CBT. Fuck that- Actually, don't fuck that!
>>3446776Given that she did this stuff to our father, too, it could very well be her way of genuinely trying to help men who are important to her improve. If you ask me, that's the most terrifying possibility of all.
>>3446819no, i meant she might teach Red how to dominate us. i mean, you think our dad was in charge when we and our sister were conceived? hell no, and we should be worried about her teaching red her ways on that.
>>3446831>Our mom is a sadominatrix who dominates our father in submission raping him constantly until he became a husk of his former self robbing the masculinity inside him leaving a small part of himself. A responsibility of earning cash as a father of two.
>>3446871>Mom adopts Red>Mom teaches Red how to "properly" treat men>Red plays along with us as our servant>Hand over hood because she's been a good dirl>BigMistake.jpg>She rapes us into a submissive dog just like mom did with dad
>>3446888I dont think we can ever give the cloak back. Its tied to her personality too much, its like flipping a switch to change her back into little bitch riding hood anytime she thinks shes near it, no matter how much progress we have otherwise made with her.
>>3446422> I always wanted a second daughter- but I had RouDon't worry mom, once we unlock the hidden Powerup, we will be abled to fullfill that dream of yours! Or fantasy...Crossdressing/R63 wolf soon! Maybe. Hopefully.
>>3447492er, yes? every time shes thought she could get a hold of it, shes tried to get it and attack us. we even at one point tried to tell her 'agree to not fuck with us and we'll let you walk away.' and she instantly threw that under the bus, and has given us no reason to think anything on that will or has changed.
>>3447539>new grimm grandma's clothes
>>3447578Not only that! There's also Mom Goat's disguise.German housewifes apparently enjoyed the thought of crossdressing wolves that trick people in order to eat them.
>>3447716I suggest grandma's clothes because>my what big eyes you have>my what big hands you have>my what big teeth you have>my what big bulge you have!
>>3447789*notices the big bulge*owo what's this?oh man that was painful to write
>>3447914"Beware! That loving act is a lie! Her smirk is hinted with pure hatred!" I accused, zealous in my holy portrayal. My grounds are broken, however, the queen of this hold shooting me deadpan scrutiny that calculates my services, profits, and general usability. I am neither of those; making money in undisclosed ways doesn't settle this beast in spite of what I bring to the house. If you put an end to me, then it's the end of your Christmas presents Mom!"What are you on about?" Mary said, astonishing me with her naivety.Mom clutches the agent's right shoulder, assuring that I am just being young. "Rou's playful like that. But sometimes, he wanders onto territory that should be left alone from anybody. Always had this problem when he was a child. Fufu~" My mother's lids part like clouds, the sun that hides behind them an extreme maroon; to me, I am hindered by how they scorn. Letting Mary be, she repossesses her hand to work on the dishes, hot water pumping through the kitchen's sink. "Thank you for your service, Young Miss. Dear will have to hear about this later, so put those sheets back onto that table over there. Even the coffee table's fine. And, Rou...""Y-Yes...?" I answered."... Be nice to the new child in the house~ I have a few experiences with problem children, so heed me. Whatever her personality is, what worsens it will be remedied by your caring mother~ Or your father."And you know what happens if you break my law~! Teehee~"> "God, save me from this royal of Hell..."> "You don't need pest yourself with me, Mom. I have quite the relationship with Re-- Guh. K-Kitasawa!"> Roundup Mary and have some private time with her.> Go to Hanami's room and check on her.> (another option)
>>3448021>quickly make your way from your hellish mother and back to the confines of your room.>your mothers tried to kill you, your sister and mary are acting like lionesses ready to rip eachother apart, your sisters boobs finally nearly killed you, and Reds now in a rage because she has seen her cloak. even Goldy, despite her otherwise agreeable nature, has her damned bears you must look out for.>you need some time to yourself, before you lose your sanity. you are beginning to think getting directly involved with women is going to be your downfall.
>>3448021>>3448026 Don't call it a grave. It's the future you chose.
>>3448021> Go to Hanami's room and check on her.Should probably check on how she's doing with red might also want to deal with her
>>3448021> "God, save me from this royal of Hell..."Wait- I-Is our mom a. . . Somebody look this shit up. I hope to god our mom isn't Lilith or something.
>>3448030actually i was asleep for some of our more disastrous decisions, haha.>>3448032if she is, then dying from the noose might of actually been a merciful end.
>>3448021>Another option>Plan to move out. Pack everything you own including red cloak. Leave anything that isn't important. Urge sister to come and get out from this hell you call house.
this is an incredible lack of consensus among us voters.>>3448066bringing along the red cloak will only mean Red chases us, and just like we can smell Grimms id think other methods of tracking them exist. though, we couldn't give it back either. maybe dump it in a metal chest, weld and chain it shut, and throw it down to the bottom of a lake.
>>3448066Changing to Support this
>>3448021>Go back to your room and do some reflection. Everything in your life has spiraled into chaos in the past few days, largely as a result of your own choices. Clearly, the way you've been living life up until now just isn't healthy in the long run. It's time to think about what you've done wrong and how to improve from here on out.
>>3448090This is why we have to pick red cloak. We can't dispose of it immediately for now but that is one of our priority. Also she is in care with our mom. Chances are, she will be tortu- I mean disciplined by our mom.
>>3448107Also our sister is our emotional and financial support. First thing first is to look for something to sell. Pulling money is dangerous unless it's in small amount. We can sell it as brand new never opened with considerable cheaper price. 80-60% from the original price.
>>3448107maybe, but regardless of other things removing it from play in some way seems like a better done sooner than later option. still against running away though. plus, i doubt it would solve our problems even if we succeeded. what with being one of the three most sought after Grimms. at least with Mary we have her, Goldys, and the NROs protection(as they wouldn't want the cults and competitors getting us, if nothing else.)>>3448113if she even wants to come. shes a NEET, you dont break that in a day. not to mention until the NRO gives us potential, aid, trying to hide her horns will be a nightmare on the road. if nothing else, packing up and leaving requires a bit of prep work and planning to go smoothly, not a spur of the moment fear reaction.
>>3448127We go out in the night. Not in a day. Preparations are needed.
>>3448154I think its close to night. That, and doing so would break our promise to meet the archer with Mary. If nothing else, wandering away from our allies while someone knows about us enough to shoot arrows at us is dangerous. They found us once, could find us again.
>>3448066>>3448154I can't help but feel you've overlooked the very real possibility that the NRO will consider us running away to be a breach of our "containment" and that we'll be hunted down like the dog we are.
>>3448026>>3448030>>3448031>>3448066>>3448091>>3448097Votes so far.
>>3448186i think mine >>3448026 and >>3448097are close enough to the same to combine or something. if nothing else finding a middle ground to them would break the tie. though said Anon may disagree on this.
>>3448026>>3448030>>3448097>>3448200Aye. Writing... ... ...
>>3448200No objections. They're pretty similar.
>>3448203Shelving myself to my personal kingdom, I reflect upon my actions and take a rest from the wiles I have accepted. 'Cause of my son down under, everything recently has spiraled into chaos: the finale of my choices. This isn't healthy, is it? My ethics are in dire need of improvement.It'll save me from Mom's future executive ploys that are too much like the real thing. The unforeseen, bombastic-in-many-ways rivalry of Mary and Sis assembles a stage-- a gladiatorial fight between lionesses for the prize of my firsts. Separate from our habitual hug, Hanami has almost killed me via suffocation by boobs; the death is a fucking swell way to go out, but I don't want to die anytime soon. My collared girl, Kitasawa, is blithering and lighted, as she's sophisticated in my trickery. The last of my kinships is Makita. She's agreeable, but her damned bears are far welcoming, giving me more reasons to herald my phobia...>>>Shipping the arrow with her, Mary said her goodbyes and exited from my home. She inspirits her responsibilities, looking forward to the midnight bothers so that we can uncover my unknown villain. "Your mom makes some nice tea. Tell her that I liked it, Kid," she said when leaving through the door, having more than the suggested, daily dosage of sugar.Someone comes to my bedroom's passage. Hanami has surveyed Mom's presence in the corridor, rushing inside my quarters once she gains a smidgen of a course. I ask what's wrong."Rou." Obviously skittish, my sister begins to rub her humeri. "I checked on that girl. Why does she not have underwear...? Th-There's also a mark on her, um, the lower side of her abdomen..."> "It's her true feelings. But I'm too tired to go in-depth, Sis. I need a nap."> "A physical and magical connection between her and I. Like yours, but stronger I reckon."> "How did you find that out in the first place?"> (another option)
>>3448287> "A physical and magical connection between her and I. Like yours, but stronger I reckon."Not that we don't like you sis but probably because she's red riding hood
>>3448287>"she made the mistake of not accepting a peaceful withdrawal from my life, so now she suffers the consequences of putting herself at the mercy of a hormonal teenager. one with superpowers to boot."
>>3448287>"How did you find that out in the first place?"
>>3448287> "It's her true feelings. But I'm too tired to go in-depth, Sis. I need a nap."The other two options would upset her.
>>3448287> "How did you find that out in the first place?"
>>3448287>"My life is quickly becoming a mess."
>>3448297>>3448299>Writing... ... ...
>>3448320"How did you find that out in the first place?" Kitasawa wouldn't let a person -- besides me -- see her loins and everything below. Weird... Or did Hanami...? She couldn't have.Both impropriety and dishonor compose her bearings. "She was sighing a lot, so I thought it'd be alright for me to monitor her with the closet agape and her gag off." My sister asks me for Red's name. I enlighten her, resuming. "Kitasawa gave me a cold reaction, but she eased over time while I read. Making some small talk, I question why she was looking fatigued. 'I-It's nothin'," the girl muttered, although the... Uh. 'Lewdness' could be perceived. Worried that something's wrong, I went to measure her warm face, and then I noticed a glow at the belt of her skirt. Her mark, Rou. It's glowing."> "Just ignore Red's voice. She's still in time-out."> "Give her one of your toys or something. Be careful if you're unwrapping her, I must warn."> "Ugh. Let me see her."> (another option)
>>3448353>Let me see her.Gotta nip this in the butt unless mom believes in glow in the dark tatoos
>>3448353> "Give her one of your toys or something. Be careful if you're unwrapping her, I must warn.">inb4 /u/nwise decision
>>3448353> "Ugh. Let me see her."Let's see what she has to say about it and decide what to do then.
>>3448353>> "Ugh. Let me see her."oh dang, does her tattoo require her to have constant, ah, 'attention' from us to stay dormant? ill admit its a good tool to keep her in line, but otherwise causes a heap of other issues in exchange.
>>3448353> "Just ignore Red's voice. She's still in time-out."Let's get her begging for it
>>3448353>"Give her one of your toys or something. Be careful if you're unwrapping her, I must warn.">Let's have a talk. Today was quite eventful, Sis.
>>3448365>>3448378>>3448384"Ugh. Let me see her," I said, fairly reluctant to deal in this. It's rather the thought of Hanami being there instead of a private parley.Non-defiant, my sister allows me to inspect Kitasawa and her -- seemingly -- chronic phase. Cloth divided to show skin, by Sis' workings, manifests a pink glow within the enclosing darkness of our location; it's a lamp, gradually becoming redder as it cries erotically. The sheep by my side bows to the collared blonde's twining cocoon. "Should I do something?""Can you undo Red's gag, please? Be ready to put it back on if she starts to scream profanities, or if I get too annoyed."Obeying, Hanami ungags Kitasawa, a process that she should've gotten used to by now. It all falls on her, throwing one chance and another that gets her to be this way. Sometimes, I think that she likes it; some sort of weird tsun.Grabbing a whole breath, Little Red Riding Hood takes her time to relish in this inch of freedom. My eyes on her tattoo while hers are on me, she pushes herself to the closet's wall. "N-No, I'm sorry! I won't-- I won't do anything again!" The mark's influence coursing through her, Kitasawa reduces her personage to that of last evening's kitten. "M-Master, I'm sorry! I won't be bad again!" teary-eyed. "I don't wanna experience this again!"Repulsed, the sheep at Kitasawa's aid steps back. "She's... Rou, what's happening? What did you do?!"> "I'll explain later, Sis. Try soothing her before Mom gets curious, like snuggling her into your tits."> "I know it, but I can't explain it. The bottom line is that it's her own fault for cursing herself. But 'curse' is too cruel of a word, I'd say."> "Is there some ice cream in the fridge left? A treat might do the trick."> (Another Option)
>>3448945> "I know it, but I can't explain it. The bottom line is that it's her own fault for cursing herself. But 'curse' is too cruel of a word, I'd say."
>>3448945> "I'll explain later, Sis. Try soothing her before Mom gets curious, like snuggling herForget the tits part.
>>3448945> "I'll explain later, Sis. Try soothing her before Mom gets curious, like snuggling her into your tits."> Go get some ice cream yourself.This is a good opportunity to test what, exactly, the crest makes her crave. If it's just affection in general, it will probably have calmed down by the time we get back with the ice cream. If it requires affection from us specifically, the gift of ice cream should handle it. If lewding is the only cure, than we'll know soon enough.
>>3448945>"Is there some ice cream in the fridge left? A treat might do the trick."
>>3448965On second though, I'm keeping this >>3448965 but like >>3448963 says, forget the tits part.
Now we all know that sticking your dick into everything is bad, mm'kayy?
>>3448963>>3448965>>3448971>>3448982>Writing... ... ...
>>3449018"I'll explain later, Sis. Try soothing her before Mom gets curious, like snuggling her," I adjured. Hanami assented, enthralling the frantic girl in the closet. She nestles Kitasawa onto her lap, speaking to the leashed pup in a soft manner: motherly, comforting, and heavenly. However, Red Riding Hood's feverish trembling isn't stunted by my sister's grace. The panic in her crotch assuaged. Definitely. But it's far from quelling the crest's incitement.I decamp for a few minutes, going to the kitchen's fridge for a tub of leftover ice cream; one-fourth left in the cask and chocolate-flavored. After getting a spoon, my self recurs at Sis' province, supplying my servant with the frozen treat. Impossible for her to neglect the rising wave of unfulfillment, Kitasawa is unable to take a bite. Groaning, I feed the ice cream to her."Is she better?" the blessed sheep said."Don't know. The craze in her iris is still there.">Roll 1d100
Rolled 55 (1d100)>>3449063I have brought shame upon my bloodline.
Rolled 56 (1d100)>>3449050Whip your dick out
Rolled 69 (1d100)>>3449050Hoping for 1
Rolled 62 (1d100)>>3449050
>>3449066>>3449096>>3449104>69> Writing... ... ...
>>3449111The ice cream eaten, Kitasawa's trance carries on. She buries herself within Sis' bosom, hoping that my replicated infliction an hour or so ago conciliates my curse, or that embracing Hanami will be good enough to cure. My sister, herself, doesn't fight back; she encourages it, tolerating the aroused with lifted lips.Seeing that this isn't going to end shortly, I trash the ice cream tub and wash the spoon. Hanami's sphere has deadened: silent and without the shrunken roars for pleasure. Disquiet, I hurry into the modern lodge.Hanami's disconcerted. "R-Rou!? Thank God! You came just at the right time!""Oi, one troublemaker is too much!" resting the restless woman. "We have Kitasa-- Where's she?"Rattled, my sheepish sister presents her cleavage. "She fell inside! She fell inside!"> "How?!"> "Can't you just pull her out?"> *Reach into Hanami's gate hastily.*> (another option)
>>3449133>*Reach into Hanami's gate hastily.*
>>3449133> *Reach into Hanami's gate hastily.*No time to think, just act!
>>3449133> *Reach into Hanami's gate hastily.*Is there air inside the boob dimension or is red going to go see the knights too?
>>3449158>>3449159>>3449162>Writing... ... ...
>>3449169Hastily, I plunge into her gate. I had no time to think, only to act, for the loss of my servant is a loss that'll deprive me of profit and self-respect. "Nhaa~" Hanami squeaked.Through the velvety, hedonistic sensation, I swim my fingers within. Eventually, I come in contact with a leg, seizing it with vehemence to lug the person out of my sister's lewd aspect. As Kitasawa moves out, the sheep's bleating becomes intense until my servant is fully recovered.Any incident avoided, I check Red for damage. None did pain strike her skin. Her womb's crest is satisfied, blinking a quality pink before shutting off its vibrancy. On her visage, ecstasy.Collected, Sis tucks her breasts into her T-shirt and shuffles over to me and Kitasawa. "Is she hurt?! Rou?!""She isn't, Sis," I issued. "Red's asleep and wholly pleasure from whatever she experienced."> Leave Kitasawa to Hanami, hesitantly.> Bring Kitasawa to your room instead.> Bring Kitasawa to the living room couch.> (another option)
>>3449207> Leave Kitasawa to Hanami, hesitantly.Damn, I'm afraid to know what the fuck happened in there.
>>3449207>Ask your mother where she is supposed to sleep, and dump her there.as much as we dont want to leave this up to our mother, it IS now up to her, as technically Red is under her and our fathers protection now, and i dont think going against our mothers wishes for where she is going to be staying will end well for us.
>>3449207> Leave Kitasawa to Hanami, hesitantly.We should probably let the girls have their own room.
>>3449207>Bring Kitasawa to the living room couch.
>>3449207>> Bring Kitasawa to your room instead.good place to keep a eye on her also that mark sounds like its gonna be a bitch to deal with
>>3449207> Leave Kitasawa to Hanami, hesitantly
>>3449207>Bring Kitasawa to the living room couch
>>3449209>>3449214>>3449746>Writing... ... ...
>>3450096To the only bed here, Kitasawa roosts. As happy she may be, I'm afraid to divine her experience with Sis' inner dimension. What paid the delinquent blonde's unrequited wishes? What did she see? It'll never be known, I suppose; the sole object of account will have to tell me on her own accord, and I disbelieve that she'll be so open."Sis," I said, shifting my perusal onto the fidgeting lamb.She hearkens, saying, "Y-Yes?""I'll... I'll leave Kitasawa here," hesitant, "For now, don't bring her to your chest; that means no hugging her until we're safe that our new member of the house won't phase into your boob-gate anymore. And certainly don't prod at her, understand?""I understand, Rou. But my bed...""You can't be that selfish. Just for a bit -- till she wakes up. Then we'll decide where she'll stay. That'll be under Mom's jurisdiction, though."> Experiment: try to enter inside Hanami's providing dimension.> Just hang out with Sis. Maybe in the living room?> Wander outside.> Nap until nightfall. You'll need all the energy that you can get.> (Another Option)
>>3450130> Pull some rope out of Hanami, tie it to something sturdy in the room, then wrap it around your leg.> Tell Hanami to pull you out in three minutes if you haven't returned by then.> Experiment: try to enter inside Hanami's providing dimension.People can enter and exit safely. I must know what lies within.
>>3450142Support *Hacker Voice* We're in.
>>3450130> Nap until nightfall. You'll need all the energy that you can get.
>>3450142>>3450157>>3450169>Writing... ... ...
>>3450212Transgressing upon Hanami in succession, I pull out another bundle of rope. Like those mountain climbers, I tie one end to the foot of Sis' pillowing furniture that Kitasawa slumbers on, and the other around my leg. Sure that it'll be taut when achieving its maximum extent, I repeat Red Riding Hood's actions and plant myself into the sheep's largess."Are you trying to do something?" my sister said, puzzled. "If you wanted a hug, you could've told me.""Thanks for the guarantee, Sis, but it isn't about that. I'm going in.""I-In?" Hanami ringed, oblivious of my uneducated intentions. While she's flustered, I then feel myself drifting inwards, starting at the forehead which journeys to my remaining quantity."See the cable on my legs? Draw me out if I haven't returned in three minute's time, 'K?" the last sentence to her before entering my wolfish lamb.The instant I'm engulfed, my physical pangs, the sense of fear is, and general negative inputs are purified. Everywhere, white: creamy clouds that's overlooked by a light. I couldn't estimate whether I'd reach a surface soon or not. Shit man, what if there's no footing at all?!In the end, I slam into a solid, yet fluffy ground. The horizon's painted in a healthy blue, its magical star unmoving.>Roll 2d100 for what kind of Hanami you'll encounter...
Rolled 80, 48 = 128 (2d100)>>3450309Nat 1 plz
Rolled 53, 64 = 117 (2d100)>>3450309Oh boy, this can only go well.
Rolled 9, 16 = 25 (2d100)>>3450309oh this could end very badly. very very badly.>meet Hanami's that are specific traits of her cranked to 11.>meet either her lust or her anger at us.>in a dimension they would fully control.
Rolled 77, 23 = 100 (2d100)>>3450309oppai loli____________oppai loli____________oppai loli____________ One that is helpful___
Rolled 24 (1d100)>>3450309
>>3450319>meet Hanami's that are specific traits of her cranked to 11.>meet either her lustI think I'm starting to understand why Kitasawa was so satisfied when she came out...
Rolled 4, 5 = 9 (2d100)>>3450322Didn't know that it was 2 of course just to know the numbers
>>3450314>>3450318>>3450319>128 (80, 48)>Writing... .... ....In today's gacha, anons get the Hanami SSR...
>>3450339>Hanami SSRIs that a good thing it's a bad thing?
>>3450339>mfw our sisters boob-dimension is a sister collection gameim not sure how to feel about this.>>3450352could be either. Specially Super Rare just means more unique technically, but that could just mean its one of her less prominent emotions/traits cranked up to 11, like when she got impatient and slapped us...
>>3450355This is Hanami SSR. Proficient in spear and also good in melee, this powerful sheep will punch you away to your sleep and can poke around you with her spear. In combat, she is a powerhouse in utility due to her "fluffiness", uplifts the allies around her and gives a powerful elemental debuff when hit by one of her fist spell. When not in combat, she likes to sleep and likes knitting. May also like Sentai like explosion with pose.Anything to add for our character overview for our SSR Hanami?
>>3450339"BOOM!"Meters away from me, an explosion is set off..."BOOM!""BOOM!""BOOM!"There's a woman in the distance, banging at the cloud-esque earth. Her fists ripple not only the terrain but the air around her and I, proving herself to be more than material. Steeling the little Tairou from within, I trek a brave march to this monster. The duration that I travel is suspenseful; a pace forward makes my acquaintance appear big, huge, and then, huger. A giant.Taller than myself -- or rather, taller than a moderate, suburban home -- a scale of Morioka Hanami. The docile horns of a lamb have shaped themselves into that of a bull's; two lances shooting into the magical sky-- tipped with ruby. Her sclera black, the main chromaticity burns. She's disrobed, nor does she care about decency. To be leisure is to be defeated by... something, a motto that I can select by just looking at this version. Balanced in build, the bull's curves are as massive as her figure."They're all demons! DEMONS! DEMONS! DEMONS! Thinking that they... that they can approach HIM?! They just want his dick! That's all that they'll think about, be it those two or hundreds! Especially... especially... ESPECIALLY THAT WHORE! So what she was his first kiss?! SO WHAT! SO WHAT! SO WHAT!!! I'll... I'll tear them apart! Kick their asses to Hell where they all belong! ALL OF THEM! ALL OF THOSE... Those... those... THOSE SUCCUBI! WALKING CUM COLLECTORS!"A flail of an arm almost crushes my body. I may have gotten too close, as this raging bull spots me in the layering clouds. This Hanami bends to my level, chin flat on the turf while she observes."... Tairou...? tairou... Tairou! Tairou!" she hollered, the voice of the Babylonian creature spreading to where it won't be stopped.> Run.> Stay. "H-Ha... Yeah, I am..."> (another option)SSR Amon-Hanami collected!
>>3450455>Stay. "H-Ha... Yeah, I am...">Prepare to be suffocated via hug.
>>3450455> Stay. "H-Ha... Yeah, I am..."Can't spell "dick" without "ID". This is her id, right?
>>3450455oh shit, i was kinda right. and on it being not so good too.> Stay. "H-Ha... Yeah, I am..."i dont think we could outrun her nor would pissing her off be a good idea. best bet is to wait the three minutes out and hope Hanami is a fast puller of rope.
>>3450455> Stay. "H-Ha... Yeah, I am..."Oh no.Is she going to latch onto us when the timer runs out?Oh no.Oh NO.We might be seeing the knights again pretty soon.
>>3450471>>3450476>>3450477>>3450487Amon-Hanami > To > Ira-Hanami"H-Ha... Yeah, I am..." stuck on what to do. Should I be friendly, as in, normal friendly? Do I go carnal, or let her? Do I run?"It's really you! It's really, really you!" Picking me up like a doll, she cuddles her cheek with mine. Though, it's more on the side of forcefully rubbing me: a match to a matchbox. "So small~ So adorable~ How could I ever leave you be~"Overturning, the giant Hanami lays herself upon the firm clouds. She doesn't halt our "affectionate cradle," giving me rashes in the process. And it takes goddamn effort to get rashes from a squishy exterior!Thankfully, before long, fate gives out mercy. My sister deposits me, placing my form on her bare jugs. To be truthful, I'm afraid of speaking, for whatever I say might anger her."Ehehe~ Cute! Cute! My own mini little brother!"> Just freeze and let her do what she desires.> Talk to Ira-Hanami "Write-In"> You could get used to this-- embrace Ira-Hanami's mountains!> (another option)
>>3450528>fuck it, after the day you have had you may aswell enjoy this.>Relax into the bosom>"hah, hardly mini i assure you, you just happen to be as tall as a house! not that i mind, though an explanation of just what is going on and how such a thing has happened would be appreciated."
>>3450455That's Hanami alter lol
I'm not a gtsfag but I want to throw my hotdog down her hallway>>3450528>Talk to Ira-Hanami "Write-In""I asked outer Hanami pull me out after three minutes. Does time flow same here out is it different?"
>>3450528Changing vote to >>3450539
>>3450528>Relax where you are.> "You're cute, too. What other yous are in here? Are they cute too?"We should probably keep her happy, at least for the moment. I don't want us to get killed by asking how she feels about other girls just yet.Interesting that she calls us Tairou instead of Rou.I have an urge to see if we can access Hanamiception, but we're on a timer - if time even works the same way inside the Gate - and it's probably super dangerous.
>>3450551>inb4 hanami is asleep
>>3450564Wouldn't that be quite the snag?
>>3450539>>3450550>>3450556>Writing... ... ...
>>3450564id both panic and laugh my ass off.>3 minutes is clearly up even with potential time changes>instead of getting pulled out we hear the faint sound of far off snoring.>Giant Hanami just smiles wider.
>>3450592>the Gate is insulated from the outside
>>3450584After what has happened so far today, I may as well enjoy this. Who knows; if time flows differently here, like that Midrey place, then I would take advantage of this generosity. Also coming across this depiction of my sister is seemingly positive. Oh! Are there any other depictions here, too, I wonder?Dwindling, I laze on the giantess' bosom. Facefront, so I can caress the chest's marshmallow texture. Hanami giggles, ticklish from my cling."Hah. Hardly mini, I assure you. You just happen to be as tall as a house! Not that I mind, though, an explanation of just what's going on, and how such a thing has happened would be appreciated.""What's going on? What do you mean? Hanami's Hanami, Tairou," replied the dormant Ira.> "Are there other Hanamis?"> "Why are you so big, I must rephrase."> "What's this place, I mean."> "Nevermind, Sis. I just wanna... sleep."> (another option)
>>3450659> "What's this place, I mean."
>>3450659ah, dang, her persona of rage, and probably the others, dont think themselves versions/fragments.> "Why are you so big, I must rephrase."> "What's this place, I mean."
>>3450659> "Why are you so big, I must rephrase."> "What's this place, I mean."> "Are there other Hanamis?"
>>3450659> "What's this place, I mean."I wounder if we should try to influence Hanami so she would shape herself up in order to protect us in case NRO doublecrosses us or Red's betrayal.
>>3450659>> "Are there other Hanamis?"> "Why are you so big, I must rephrase."
>>3450679im worried asking about other hanami's will make her jealous or think were saying she isnt good enough, if not just confuse her further.
>>3450683If we keep it simple and innocent-sounding, we can probably "reason" with this Hanami. If she does interpret it as her not being good enough (she doesn't strike me as the type for that, her thoughts are pretty simple and she doesn't seem to have low self-confidence) we can just say that we think Hanami is really cute and we're wondering if there's more Hanami because Hanami is cute and more Hanami means more cute.
>>3450683I'm just worried that we won't be able to segue this into fucking what no man has fucked before.
>>3450691Are you serious? Fucking this Hanami would probably be affirming Hanami's hatred of the other girls at a very deep subconscious level. She and Kitasawa will never get along if we get it on here and now.
>>3450690still sounds unreasonably risky when just a few moments ago she was throwing a temper tantrum over jealousy. the safe bet is this is enough hanami for now, and we dont need anything else going wrong today.>>3450691im not even sure that would work anon.
>>3450697You might have a point there, but what if we fuck the Ego instead of the Id?>>3450700>im not even sure that would work anon.Which quest do you think we are?
>>3450706one where our current bodymass probably could barely be felt by her even if we gave it our all.
>>3450700I disagree. She was shrieking about other girls approaching us, but I don't think it would make a lot of sense for her to go to war with herself.>>3450706Have you forgotten that this whole thread and the latter half of the last one have been all about how it's a bad idea to get freaky with everything that moves?
>>3450721Might have drank that thought out of my head, yeah.
>>3450721she very easily could not see the others are parts of herself is the thing. peoples inward emotions and traits often come to odds with one another, especially something as volatile as jealousy and rage.
>>3450670>>3450675>>3450679>>3450681>>3450682>Writing... ... ...
>>3450732"What's this place, I mean.""Where we are?" Hanami maps our her thoughts, eyes squinting. "Amalthea... Amalthea plains.""Okay. What are the Amalthea plains?" furthering the complexity of my search."I don't know. I just know that it is. What I do know is that it changes periodically. A vast, comfy range like how it is currently is rare. For a while, I've been getting tired of the same old cityscape. But since my little brother's here, no matter where I am, it won't be as boring!"The Ira jumps up as she exclaims, finding myself between her tits when she impacts the fluffy earth. Stuck, I just come to terms with this opportunity. She isn't unhappy about her sibling being within her schism, pressing the rift to squish me out of amusement.I divert the flow of our activity; "Why are you so big?" I said before she could exact the greater Hanami's exploitation. And I don't want to know what'll happen if I pass out here."I've always been this way, Tairou. Since... Since when?" Knocking her cranium with her knuckle, the Ira doesn't rediscover her birth. "Since always, I guess. I tried wearing clothes, but it'd rip or break whenever I get into a fight. Being free in body is the way to go, isn't it~?""Are there other Hanamis?""Other Hanamis? But I'm Hanami..." Ira's mood swings drastically, frowning."Is something wrong, S-Sis?" genuinely confused. "Did I do something?""I'm the only Hanami. The only one...! Are you trying to acquaint yourself with those posers?! Are you?! Are you?! ARE YOU?! Are you... You're looking for her?! YOU'RE LOOKING FOR THAT BITCH, HUH?!"Spilling from her cleavage, I collide with the padded clouds. The giant image of my sister is angry, eclipsing my shadow with hers.> "No, no, no! You got it wrong! I just wanted to be versed in the plain's inhabitants! Of course, you're the only Hanami, Hanami!"> "D-Don't get too infuriated, Sis. What I said was wrong! It was a joke. A joke! Laugh as you did a moment ago! H-Hahahaha~"> "Who's her? There are actually more people here?"> (another option)
>>3450801I knew it amalthean fertility was this
>>3450801told you folks. dont even potentially imply other women with the jealous rage giant.> "No, no, no! You got it wrong! I just wanted to be versed in the plain's inhabitants! Of course, you're the only Hanami, Hanami!"
>>3450801> "Who's her? There are actually more people here?"Turn it onto her to make her shrink out of embarrassment/fear/anything else applicable!
>>3450801>> "No, no, no! You got it wrong! I just wanted to be versed in the plain's inhabitants! Of course, you're the only Hanami, Hanami!"wonder what it would be called if we chose the wolf or pig or even if it would be changed
>>3450809Maybe not shrink, but stop her tirade before it starts! The second option is definitely the worst option
>>3450801> "No, no, no! You got it wrong! I just wanted to be versed in the plain's inhabitants! Of course, you're the only Hanami, Hanami!"> "Who's her? There are actually more people here?"
>>3450801> "Who's her? There are actually more people here?"
>>3450805>>3450809>>3450811>>3450818>>3450824"No, no, no! You got it wrong! I just wanted to be versed in the plain's inhabitants! Of course, you're the only Hanami, Hanami!" The Ira of my elder sister crouches on the ground with all clawing fours, casting pressure over me with her face shading the illusionary zenith. Demonic oculi sharpen, switching frames of her little brother to that of a lecherous bug, or a comrade in her views. Ages pass, although I stood for an estimated minute. In that interval of reflection, trepidation; I'll be upon her horns if I abate."Is that... true? You're not lying, are you? You're not lying to your sister, right? RIGHT?!""I'm not lying. I'm not! Believe me! I was just... surprised that there are more people here!"Her mood swings fro. The irascible handles me again, rekindling her kindness towards her younger sibling. The spikes of anger make me wary; two of these close calls are enough for a gentleman such as I."Obviously~! Why should I doubt you, Tairou~ You'll never side with those whores, that's expected! Our love is understanding! Tehehehe~"Homely, reinstated on her breasts, I went on about my inquiry with precaution. "So... Who's 'her?' Not that I have any interest in her. I just wanted to know if there are other people here. You seemed awfully lonely here, and that was why I addressed it. Wouldn't these people accompany you?""How loving~" coddling my head with a finger. "Those are dangerous people, Tairou. I wouldn't want you to know, or let alone encounter them. But for the sake of your safety, I'll relent. Juuust. For. You~" Adjusting my seat, I listen. "There are indeed more people here-- they look like me, but different. What's so irritating is that they claim they're the only Hanami as well. Unbelievable, no? The most notable one is that whore... Strolling around with fancy garments that show most, if not all her skin. Why doesn't she go nude already, eh? Is she too much of a 'better' person? Is she?! She... She... She's a bitch! I'll grind her to dust! I'll do it! I'LL REALLY DO IT THE MOMENT I CAN!"B-But... You knooow what~? I have you now. Not her. They all want you, thinking that they're the realest when I'm here. They think they're smart too! They're all dummies with, 'knowing their purpose~' Hehe~"> "Can you go into detail about them? Or... her? So that I can run the second I see them."> "You're... protective, huh?"> Sigh and nap.> (another option)
>>3451744>> Sigh and nap.yeah no we've been through enough for one day. were probably stuck with her until rescued now anyways, may aswell just lay back and enjoy the best bed in the house for now.
>>3451744> "Can you go into detail about them? Or... her? So that I can run the second I see them."
>>3451744>Sigh and nap.
Say, how about we go on a quest to gather all the Hanamis together and tell them the truth?
>>3451744> "You're... protective, huh?"
>>3451900The "truth" being...?
>>3451982That they're all parts of the whole, duh.
>>3451951>>3451958>>3451779>>3451805>>3451766>>3451841>Writing... ... ...
>>3451987Because that worked so well with the first one, right? It's not like the suggestion that other Hanamis are also Hanami sent one into a murderous rage not two updates ago that we only just barely escaped, right?
>>3452009"You're... protective, huh?" Hanami nods profusely. "Can you go into detail about them? Or... her? So that I can run the second I see the enemy.""Ooh! Good thinking, Tairou! The whore's horns are like mine, but smaller and semi-deerlike. However, her dress is much more noticeable; is it even considered a dress? It's more like glorified underwear, or a themed swimsuit. No... a scanty princess dress! Can you picture it? A baby-blue, revealing, princess dress!""Somewhat. I won't know until I see her--""-- And you won't~ Because you have me! Say, do you love me? I do-- lots!""I... Yeah. Sure, I do.""What kind, Tairou? To me, the barrier that is brother and sister is just another wall to smash. I'll smash anything that upsets you. Is there anything that upsets you?"My tongue shrinks with anguine mannerisms, producing what I deduce is the best response. "Hehe, not much. And how I love you is a secret~!" Thereafter, I sigh; exasperation boils, and I need a nap.Kneading Ira-Hanami's endowment, I make myself comfortable and lay down. Soon, my eyelids drop due to its suppleness.>Roll 1d100
>>3452026>implying they all act the sameLook at it this way: if we gather them together and explain that they're all parts of the same one person, that loving that one person means that we're loving all of them and that that one person will benefit greatly with their cooperation, we'll be more likely to make it out of here without causing a disaster (eg. Hanami pulling one of her key emotions into the outside worl with us).
Rolled 47 (1d100)>>3452046
Rolled 95 (1d100)>>3452046Oh boy.
Rolled 18 (1d100)>>3452046Im still not sure if we got a good or bad Hanami.
>>3452053>>3452055>>3452072>95>Writing... ... ...
>>3452048>implying the fact that they don't act the same is somehow evidence that the others are all sensibleYou've put a ridiculous amount of faith in creatures that lack a human being's combined mental capacity. But disregarding that, Ira-Hanami is the only one who needs to not understand in order to cause problems by going apeshit on the rest or us.>explain that they're all parts of the same one personA concept like that seems way above Ira-Hanami's head. Considering that all the other Hanamis are parts instead of a whole, their odds of having a human's combined cognitive abilities aren't good either.>that loving that one person means that we're loving all of themAdmit to Ira-Hanami that we love the posers, including the "bitch"? Wonderful idea.>we'll be more likely to make it out of here without causing a disasterAre you suggesting that gathering a bunch of things Ira-Hanami hates and giving her a reason to go berserk on them is somehow safer and better for our health than just saying "I need to go, I'll promise I'll come back" or something similar to get her to let us go?
>>3452077Something is tugging at my leg. From that disturbance, I bestir, shambling in the air. The rope around my foot is being reeled, pulling upwards so that I can return to the outside world. Ira-Hanami hasn't noted my departure, snoozing on the ground that becomes ever-obscured the farther I am.My command completed, and three minutes ticked by the clock, my exterior sister wrings me through her gate. Kitasawa hasn't been removed, the room from whence I left unchanged.Untying the chord at my ankle, the Hanami that I thoroughly know wraps around me for reignited intimacy, in spite of what happened to me and my servant. "What did you see in there, Rou?" she said, setting me loose.> "Not much. Just a huge haven with fluffy clouds."> "A giant you. A tall, massive, easily-angered you, Sis. She's quite endearing."> "I want to go back~"> (another option)
>>3452112> "A giant you. A tall, massive, easily-angered you, Sis. She's quite endearing.">>3452089Seems like you were lucky with that 95. Pray that we never need to go back there again.
>>3452112> "A giant you. A tall, massive, easily-angered you, Sis. She's quite endearing."
>>3452112> "A giant you. A tall, massive, easily-angered you, Sis. She's quite endearing."Is Ira-Hanami our nuclear option? Would we actually be able to extract her into our world if it came down to it? Or would trying that just cause her to override Hanami's personality?
>>3452143I'm not sure summoning Kaiju Sisters is a good idea.
>>3452162It's a terrible idea. That's why it's the nuclear option.
>>3452123>>3452137>>3452143>>3452156>Writing... ... ...
>>3452415"A giant you. A tall, massive, easily-angered you, Sis. She's quite endearing," I told."A giant me?"I inform Hanami about who I have encountered. Within the valley of clouds, a version of her, but as a giant: childish, playful, and volatile. I try to explain that there are other replicas of her as well. However, with no first-hand sightings, I couldn't do much except for narrating Ira-Hanami's speeches.Once I'm done, my sister looks at herself. "... So there are other mes inside me?""Uh-huh. They may be a fraction of your id, and, or, personality. Ira-Hanami's your angry side."Exceeding my suppositions, Sis does the unimaginable and embarks and retrieving The Ira. I warned her not to, nevertheless, the sheep seeks.Regrettably, for her, The Ira isn't brought. At least, I think. Although she may have not gotten the person regardless of her conscious demand, a vial took the place of her desire. A small vial that fits in her palm; sealed with a cork and containing a red liquid.> Tell Hanami to put that away.> Tell Hanami to drink it?> Tell Hanami to give that to you.> (another option)
>>3452440>Tell Hanami to put that away.Uh uh, I'm not having the house break due to a bout of curiousity; you'll have to outvote me.
>>3452440>Tell Hanami to put that away.
>>3452440> Tell Hanami to put that away.We've had enough near-death experiences and risks taken for one day.
>>3452450>>3452460>>3452464>Writing... ... ...
>>3452475I tell Hanami to put the vial away. I've said it many times to myself, and I'll say it again: today has been exhausting; life-threatening at too many points in time. The test will be postponed to a later day if that vial turns my sister into her Ira. Besides, we can experiment somewhere more open. Drinking it here will break the house.>>>The appointed hour has struck. Alone, I wander through the city's streets to the local park. The sense of deja vu messes with my brain's reception, the second weave in this pattern of events implying a familiarity. It's similar to that night, where Red kidnapped me.The park here isn't too far from home. A wide, spacy place of well-kept grass, and within it, a lake. At its borders, some foresty; passing the trees is another section of the city. A trip that can be made if one hikes through it.At the destination, I keep my guard up whilst trudging through the park's pavement, dividing to the left fork which takes me away from the aforementioned body of water. Mary isn't in sight, nor did I see Makita anytime earlier."Fwip"An arrow orders me to halt, staking the cement; a deed that isn't possible by a normal bowman. And speaking of those artists, he -- or she -- is mounted on top of a branch.Overwhelmed by a green coat, the nature-heralding color can be made out in the dark. Stopping there, the representation of cloth is overtaken by a knightly suit, the shooter's identity protected by ominous iron.It draws its bow; the length is slightly shorter than its user from head to toe. Further, just as inviting in its steel form as its owner. "Get ready..." saying with a metal-echoing voice, sounding deeper then what's inside.There is no quiver on the knight's hip. From thin air, ammunition is loaded at his fingers and string, aiming at me.> Take for cover.> Escape the park.> Dash towards your opponent.
>>3452523First > Take for cover.> Escape the park. Then ningerundayo away
>>3452523>Blow the arrow away and him into the lakeLet's just drown the fucker right here and now
>>3452523>dash down the fucker
>>3452533This but run away after we try to blow him away.
>>3452523> Take for cover.I'd vote for blowing, but I'd rather not reveal what's effectively our trump card yet. We don't know yet how fast our enemy can move, and we'll be in a much better position if we're in the woods as the wolf against someone in a suit of armor. Mary (and perhaps Makita) is around for backup, so if we can create an opening, she can pounce and probably restrain our foe.
>>3452523> Take for cover.
>>3452523> Take for cover.>>3452566Mostly for what this person said. We need to know more about our foe.
>>3452566>>3452577>>3452580>Writing... ... ...
>>3452612I scatter myself at the projectile's instance, taking cover behind whatever I can find. To benches, trashcans, and wide trunks of trees, being chased by a flurry of summoned arrows. The restrooms gave shelter from the Bowman's rain, withstanding the pounding force as its walls become that of a porcupine.My foe isn't dumb, maneuvering around the building to line up his shots. He perches himself from branch to branch, defying physics for the weight of that armor should be too much of a load for wooden limbs."Tch," I overhear. "This is harder than I thought..."Stationing himself on a hill that sits by the lake, the foe charges a shot. His bolt becomes brighter, flaring with righteous light to the point of illuminating most of the environment.The holy missile released from its cannon, it flies through the air in sonic speeds. It pierces the building that I had taken refuge from, blowing it away. Where it finally crashes creates a crater that beds the broken shaft.During the spectacle, I have been blown back by the ripped atmosphere. Quickly, I rebound, resuming the game of Cat and Mouse.> Continue hiding.> Dash towards the Bowman.> Huff and roar at the opponent.> (another option)
>>3452699>Keep dodging til you get a moment, right as he lands on a new branch or position and thus is not prepared to jump again.> Huff and roar at the opponent.
>>3452711+1.I don't remember, can Mary hide in water? If so, getting this guy to stand by the water's edge might be his undoing.
>>3452711Support, but try to blow him closer to the lake
>>3452699> Huff and roar at the opponent
>>3452711>>3452725>>3452735>>3452739>Writing... .... ...
>>3452753This is the drill of a lifetime, my heart pounding fervently within my thoracic cavity. If pushed more, then I would probably arrest its beat. Still, there's a chance. A strike right as he repositions. He won't be able to react in accordance with his motion, and at that moment, I'll steal his role.My Grimm's enhancements doing their work, I look out using a nocturnal scope. The image of the Bowman's toes contacting their twentieth branch is a conceptual flash; a queue that signals a turn of my battle. Pivoting, I stomp to establish a stubborn stance. The warmth of energy accumulates within my mouth as I inhaleA roaring blast punches the knight out of the far-between trees. My fanfare is short-lived, however, plummeting to my knees to hack up black gunk and rocks. No worries! Just a couple more puffs and my pipe will be clean.The trajectory's end arriving at the lake, the armored Bowman splashes into the deceitfully deep depths. He swims to the edge, the skills in his strokes leading him to dry land in a matter of seconds. But as he boosts himself to the embankment, a gathering of hands keeps him anchored by the shore.By the dozen, Marys spawn from the reflective -- albeit rippling -- surface of the water. They're in swimsuits, a certain one coming to join me by my puddle of black sludge. "Was wondering when you'll do that. Thought I would have to break position!""Who are you?!" the Knight commanded."Shut up. I'll get to you in a minute if the resistance stops," Mary conditioned.In the face of the vixen's smug grin, the Bowman rekindles an alabaster charge. The arrow parts a portion of the lake, giving him an opportunity to unchain himself from Mary's kaleidoscopic copies.> Pull Mary and start dodging again.> Dash towards the Knight.> Roar again.> (another option)
>>3452838> Dash towards the Knight.Sometimes the best defense is offense
>>3452838> Dash towards the Knight.
>>3452838> Dash towards the Knight.Let's let him have it. He's broken free, but he's now aware just how vulnerable he is when he jumps and if he tries to stay still, the Marys will get him.
>>3452848>>3452853>>3452857>Writing... ... ...
>>3452887I dash towards the knight, coming into close combat upon entering his proximity. He can't possibly draw his bow, as doing so would make him vulnerable to me. And in a state like this, the moment there's a weakness, your failure is assured. The longbow is good at clubbing, I may add; the guy strings some pretty good combos against my untrained ass.Inexperienced, I am just a distraction until Mary gets going. A batch rises from the lake, climbing up the damage that the Bowman has done, combat knives flourishing. As the current hindrance, I get pushed to the side so that he can get some space. The original Mary brandishes her gun to incapacitate him. The others follow suit.As their own task force, the Marys organize to secure their target. The Knight can smite as much of the foxes as he wants, but as long as light bends from one object to another, more will come for backup. There isn't a conscious effort to preserve the park's beauty, destructive depressions blemishing the field.> Attempt to reengage.> Huff'n Puff.> Try to disarm The Knight.> (another option)
>>3452992>Rush at him, go for his legs and try to drown the motherfucker. You can hold your breath longer anyways.
>>3452992> Go for the legs. Trip him so the Marys can swarm him.
>>3452992> Try to disarm The Knight.
>>3452992> Try to disarm The Knight.>pick up one of the rocks we coughed up and use it to smash his hand, that way we dont have to fight his grip as much.
>>3453001>>3453021>>3453047>Writing... ... ...
>>3453103A lap around my black sludge, to and back, picking up a stone from the excess. Thus forth, I rush after the knight -- at a good time too, catching him when he was about to jump to another post. "Get off!" he said, smacking me in an effort to cut me loose.Predicting his next punch, I rock to the right, continuing to bang the stone at his leather gloves like a caveman. Thirty-five seconds flat of tugging at each other, the bluntness of my swings are too much to bear. The adversary's hand lets go of his bow, retracting to save itself from my weathering. Kicking the instrument of war to my left, I do not pause.We exchange in fisticuffs, a one-two jab at me and a one-two jab at him. The little bout is terminated speedily, my strategy to wrestle at his legs: to repel him back to the lake. "Hey, Stupid! What do you think you're doing?!"Power centered on my brachial and exerted out, I sustain myself with as much air I could amass prior to diving into the cold water. Who I'm drowning will pass out before I, the prospect that will be devoted.Liquids are hefty, sapping your strength even if it's the smallest move. Combatting the struggle of this fantastical specimen does just that for the both of us, taking more out of me than I foresaw. Ultimately, under good favor, my plan works. I deliver the knight from this aquatic frame to resuscitate.Mary speaks with me, her replicas diminished now that the target is neutralized. I've rested him on a bench, monitoring the duration of his unconscious phase. From the top of the personage, a silver ray scans the body of the captured; a girl was within that incorrectly scaled shell: Kita."You're familiar with her?" the agent questioned upon analyzing my expression.> "I may or may not have sold pictures of her little sister."> "Professional tomboy and less than sufficient disciplinary member."> "Yeah. Our fourth model."> (another option)
>>3453188> "I may or may not have sold pictures of her little sister>If she has a bound Grimmn then confiscate that shit immediately
>>3453188>"a Bitch that really doesn't know when to leave me alone.">"Been waiting a long time actually get get my hands on her, this ones more personal than Red.">"i think making her our fourth model would be sweetly ironic, considering why she despises me."
>>3453188> "Professional tomboy and less than sufficient disciplinary member."> Look for the bow and take it if it's still around.
>>3453188>>3453216>>3453223> "Professional tomboy and less than sufficient disciplinary member.">take anything that might be considered a weapon>>3453218>Been waiting a long time actually get get my hands on her-"No".
>>3453218 Now that I think about it, this situation is all too familiar to Red's and I don't expect Mother Goose to repeat things. I could see Red teaming up with Kita to recover their grimms and punish us afterwards. Thankfully because of Wolf's Bride there's no way in hell Red would anyone kill us unless she enjoys living in constant need.
>>3453236>>3453234repeat? probably not. but at the same time she has been a thorn in our side for awhile, and just like red, unless we find a way to corral her down, she clearly now wont stop being one. even red still tries to fight and kill us when she can, letting this girl go even without her Grimm wont do us any favors for sure. i suppose asking Mary to get her locked up would be an acceptable alternative, so long as we dont just let her loose.
>>3453244I'll be honest, I don't care to turn Kita into another cock sleeve. I like smut as much as the next guy, but I think we need to focus more on the other aspects this quest has to offer.Besides we still need to destroy Red's will to fight back and have her accept us as her master.
>>3453250its honestly not about the smut, but sweet revenge and the irony of 'proving her right by making her a part of it' kinda thing. a 'you wanted to know the truth, well now taste what it is' moment. plus regardless like i said, whether we do that or not, just like Red, you dont just let a threat walk away to continue being a threat.also im not sure we can or ever will fully break Red. if everything so far still leaves her with a will to fight(so long as she thinks she can get to her cloak), i dont think we can break her unless we actually find a way to destroy the cloak. unless we can do that, we have to live with the fact she will always keep trying to defy us, and act accordingly.
>>3453250I'm still for turning Red into a member of the family rather than just a slave. She's fun when she's fiesty, but I could do without the constant trying to run away and kill us.As for Kita, I'm not sure what we should do with her yet. It'd be great to have her as a model so we can branch out into that demographic, but I don't want to get shot in the back while preparing for a photo shoot. At the very least, I think we should have a very frank conversation with her when she wakes. I recommend that we genuinely look down on her for trying to take our life just because we made her mad and make her realize that in doing so she's revealed herself to be a far greater menace to society than she ever imagined us to be. Based on her reaction, we can decide where to go from there.
What we lack right nowA haughty rich ojou-san who laughs with ohohohoA kuudere who is secretly stalks Rou-chan (or is this Hanami? But she is relegated to ara-ara onee-san)Childhood friendSince we have Tsundere: Kitasawa Genki Seductively Onee-san: Mary Your sister incestuous partner: Hanami Probably your vanilla and main otp: Goldy Tomboy and tanned who likes sports: KitaMother: nope don't do this Teacher: Morioka pls That random faceless schoolgirl who also likes Morioka but afraid to confess......poor her, never to bee mentioned in the story
Think I have a idea about the 3 grimms. Ragnarok, the wolf is fenris, the snake is jorgunmandr, and coyote is Loki.
>>3453188> "Professional tomboy and less than sufficient disciplinary member."> "I may or may not have sold pictures of her little sister."The problem with kita is that she has family at home at least a sister so we can't just keep her like kitasawa
>>3453216>>3453223>>3453234>>3453503"A professional tomboy and a less than sufficient disciplinary member. I may have or may have not sold pictures of her little sister, but that's a story for another time." From the bench, I go to where I had tossed Kita's bow. No trace of it is left, dispersed alongside her suit of armor. In its place, an imprint of the tool that's shaped by crushed grass, proving that it was indeed a part of the present throughout the hour. It's not in a like fashion to Kitasawa's; not bound nor expropriative, apparently, until summoned.I discharge my absence by the agent, Mary. "Emptyhanded?" she remarked."Disappeared from where I had left it. When Kita's plated armor started to dissipate, I assume. Is there another step to go from here? I don't think that it's possible to whisk her away as I did with Red. Even then, my collared girl still has a mother out there.""I have something that'll help. Hold the girl down for safety's sake, alright?"Above the junction that is her elbows, I have my weight restrict reflexive movement. Mary goes over by a far bush. She had hidden a pack of sorts, laden with what I can narrow to as medical tools. Out first, anesthetic, a long needle pricking the tomboy's ear lobe and trashed right after. A twinge is unconsciously conveyed by the prisoner.Out second from Mary's bag, an ear piercing. It's a bland piece of metal, although small and unnoticeable. Carefully, it is tagged upon Kita, the swift operation over.I speak out for my investigative regard. "A tracker," the lady in the swimsuit said, packing up what she had left out. "She may be a special girl, but since she has a family, I wouldn't want to abduct her overnight. Kitasawa's been missing from her own home for what? three or four years? So it wouldn't make much of a difference with your pet.""I'd prefer if you would use something else rather than using 'pet.' I'm not that evil-- like a tiny amount, but I'm a good boy.""Haha~ Sure you are, Kid. Still, there has to be some equality if she's to keep calling me a slut... And your sister.">Cont.
>>3453623May 23rd, Monday, 2XXX"Mister Wolf!" Running after me, a petite ball of joy jumps onto my back. It's been a bit too long since I have heard or seen Makita despite being just a day. Howbeit, it's not my business to pry into other's business."Could you get off? Pretty please~?" I requested, standing tall."Oh, sorry." Climbing down, Goldilocks propers herself to my left side. "How were you yesterday?""Should I be asking you that? How were you? That aside, me and Mary encountered another Grimm-user. The fox tagged the target, so the guy wouldn't be lost this morning. But... Nevermind," shaking my head. I'd pay millions of dollars to see Kita wake up in the middle of a destroyed park. I hope that she made it back home~"Mary kinda told me that on the phone." Explaining, Makita went on a shopping trip with her Dad. She claims that her wardrobe is quite small, but I say otherwise. "And... Um... Also, I wanted to surprise you, Mister Wolf.""Surprise? How?"Looking around the barren backstreet, Makita searches for passersby. Assured, she flashes me: no underwear beneath her uniform, both top, and bottom. "I-I didn't want to lose to Kitasawa... Do you like it...?"> "Uh... Save the surprise for later, okay?"> "A nice gift. But didn't think you'd be this confident."> "An exhibitionist out of yourself?"> (another option)
>>3453632>Give her a kiss on the cheek or on the lips
>>3453632> "A nice gift. But didn't think you'd be this confident."
>>3453632> "A nice gift. But didn't think you'd be this confident.">Give her a kiss on the cheek.
>>3453632Don't worry Goldy. Kitasawa is currently under "disciplinary action" by my family. But I wouldn't mind about you being naughty once in a while.Then >>3453683
>>3453632>"Uh... Save the surprise for later, okay?">Kiss her
>>3453632> "An exhibitionist out of yourself?"
>>3453632> "Uh... Save the surprise for later, okay?"
>>3453640>>3453678>>3453679>>3453683>>3453712"Don't worry, Goldy. Kitasawa is currently under 'disciplinary action' from my family." The imprudent blonde starts school tomorrow. Mom and Hanami are to teach her 'the first lesson' in the meantime -- however, the former is the one that's setting things in motion, coining the plan on the spot.In the morning, a grand breakfast for Kitasawa. Western style, dishes full of breakfast meats and savory doughs. The welcoming ambiance that Mom enwrapped the collared girl had an ulterior motive. A vile goal that bloomed when Red finished her plate. She was embarrassed by the hospitality, peeping "th-thank yous" and "sorries" whenever she was uncomfortable; by which it made the scene more tragic. Immediately, the cook of the house brought her to the basement, and that was the last I saw of her before heading out. I don't know what Mom's doing, but I'm lucky that it isn't me.Diverting my mind, I concentrate on the now. "It's a nice gift," I complimented, kissing her on the cheek. "But didn't think you'd be this confident."A finger rubs where I pecked. "You know... Mister Wolf, we could skip a few minutes to have a moment to ourselves." Makita loops a limb around me, a gesture of indulgence. "There isn't much to fear about being late to class if we make it to the gate on time. We can afford the spare~"> "Goldy, keep it in your pants for later. My Mom will literally kill me if I'm late in any way."> "My actions do have consequences. Maybe I do feel a tad remorseful for Saturday's meeting. Anyways, let's go; I wouldn't want to tarnish your 'perfect student' image."> "You have my address and had invaded my room in the night. Kinda missed your chance six hours earlier. Just wait till evening, Goldy."> (another option)
>>3454580> "My actions do have consequences. Maybe I do feel a tad remorseful for Saturday's meeting. Anyways, let's go; I wouldn't want to tarnish your 'perfect student' image."
>>3454580> "My actions do have consequences. Maybe I do feel a tad remorseful for Saturday's meeting. Anyways, let's go; I wouldn't want to tarnish your 'perfect student' image."Yeah, we're not skipping classes this time.
>>3454580>"oh Goldy, you have no idea how much that entices me, but my mother literally strung me from a tree for missing Saturday classes. if you can keep yourself together til after school, ill make it up to you ten fold, ok?"
>>3454580> "My actions do have consequences. Maybe I do feel a tad remorseful for Saturday's meeting. Anyways, let's go; I wouldn't want to tarnish your 'perfect student' image.">”(...and my mom will literally kill me if I'm late in any way.).”
>>3454580we need to have traumatic flashbacks to the knights as well
>>3454661Support, but agree to treat her after school
>>3454631>>3454634>>3454661>>3454673>>3454695"My actions do have consequences. Maybe I do feel a tad remorseful for Saturday's meeting. Anyway, let's go; I wouldn't want to tarnish your 'perfect student' image.""Boo!" Makita pouted. Taking my hand, she grazes it under her skirt to give me a little taste; then, under her sailor garb. "Just a quickie! A swift, quick one!" Obstinate, I refuse her temptation. Her act is merely a test for self-control. I wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for my fragment of virtue.Splitting off with a promise to treat her later, I enter my routine route of school halls. The student bustle disillusions me from the weekend. This is how a high schooler's everyday life should be: normal, friendly, and full of adventure. Out of balance, the first two aspects are famished while the last is rich. Adventure is profuse in the N.R.O.'s containment of The Wolf.Kita will be absent, is what I concluded. But as I stride by the corridor's stride, the small tomboy reveals herself in the sea of her peers. We come to a standstill. Her fists are tightened, the ear-piercing that Mary tagged her with, visible.> "You should take a swimming class." *walk by*> "Who were you supposed to be? A holy knight, or some type of Robin Hood?"> Laugh and walk by.> (another option)
>>3454774>Nothing. You only won because of Mary, and you can't afford another fight.
>>3454774>ignore her and continue forward. you've ignored her for months if not years, and you will do so now.
>>3454774>> "Who were you supposed to be? A holy knight, or some type of Robin Hood?I really want to know
>>3454774>You're cute when you're mad
>>3454774> "Yo. Need something?"
>>3454774> "Who were you supposed to be? A holy knight, or some type of Robin Hood?"
>>3454788>Nothing. You only won because of Mary, and you can't afford another fight.Let's be the better man.
>>3454956Changing to this, actually. We should take the high road so we can make her realize her hypocrisy.
>>3454788>>3454805>>3454956>>3455000>Writing... ... ...
>>3455030My man ignores the loser, for I am the victor of last night's moon. What's another moment of silence from me? Doing this will not be any different than how we demonstrate ourselves before. Besides, fighting here isn't affordable in this situation.In spite of her doggedness, she and I go by without a conflict. Kita is more worried about hiding that piercing, and frankly, I would advise that she should A public presentation is as important as it is within. Makita contradicts that theory, I must say: good at upholding an act during daylight and being wanton by the amber afternoon.I whistle in amazement. The release of last week's two albums did it big! About 30,000 yen at lunch, stuffed inside a tin within my bag. By the schedule, I close my shop, shooing away stragglers before any of us gets caught by staff.Mary ran into me on my way here at the bushes; the topic of Makita came up between us, discussing her change of behavior."Mister Wolf~!" As I threw my remaining food into a trash bin, Goldilocks greets me for the second time. I proposed that we should take a stroll around the campus until the bell rings, the exemplary agreeing."Could you not call me 'Mister Wolf' in public? It'll make me even more suspicious than I'm already am.""I've been calling you that ever since we've met. It's a habit by now, and a hard one to break! I can try, I can try~ But there aren't any promises!" Under the shade of a tree, she takes out a pair of sweatpants and bloomers from her own messenger. "Which would you prefer... Morioka?"> Sweatpants.> Bloomers.> (another option)
>>3455270>SweatpantsDo you mean spats?
>>3455270>Other option>YouLike a smooth criminal
>>3455285But she didn't ask if we wanted dinner or a bath, you dummy.
>>3455289Please, whatever Goldy wears, she looks cute on it.
>>3455278 Spats can be added onto the list. Sure. > Warm, baggy sweatpants. > Revealing bloomers that can make the spring heat comfortable for her. > Tight spats that imply Makita's lack of underwear. > (another option)
>>3455270>>3455303Spats it is!
>>3455303> Tight spats that imply Makita's lack of underwear.How old is goldylocks ? For research material
>>3455303Bloomers But that begs the question where do the spats come from? Mary pops up? They just blow in? In a ball thrown at tairou's head by a guy in a goose mask?
>>3455337Shh! Stalking the guy is already hard enough, Anon!
>>3455337Maybe Makita has them in her bag and just hasn't offered them.
>>3455344On second thought, that's too reasonable.Our main man Baby Bear brought them in his cavity. Calling it now.
>>3455305>>3455321>>3455332>Writing... ... ...
>>3455383"Got anything else~?" I said, absorbed in Makita's choices. A hero comes to the rescue; going against the straps of her bag, Baby Bear comes out to say hi. "What's up? Have anything?"His pantomime speaks for himself, digging deeper into the sack that he rides. Out from the bottom, spats, an article that Makita was uncertain to list.From the teddy bear's simplistic arms, I inspect the shorts. The mix of imagination and a long ogle at who's to fit it induces an anticipating gesticulation from Goldilocks, adjusting her skirt to tease me and to fend off an inadvertent trial."This will do~ Will increase the risk, but where's the fun in being safe? You packed some fine choices just for me -- deserving of your afternoon treat."Dropping the athletic pants into her arms, I continue our walk by my own means. The companion skips over our discrepancy, abandoning more of her idealistic persona within this private communication. For a moment, I thought I heard a click, but the cheerful cupid and her doll distracts me from investigating.>>>Miss Akimura juts out a stick, poking me in my neck's blindspot. 'Twas only a humorous ill. That, I can understand completely. Acknowledging her, she gives me a volleyball for P.E.'s session. "Your mother returned my call. Seemed like you won't be skipping anything, period," lifted. "Did I bother her too much?""You didn't. Mom enjoys those types of phone calls, admittedly. More reasons to dish out more punishment. Trust me, Miss, I won't be skipping anymore."She chuckles. "Trust regiven, Morioka. Get out there and join the class -- everybody needs a partner.""I'm waiting for Makita. She's slightly late but will get here. Haah... The groups are huge, aren't they?""Yeah," Miss Akimura concurred. "Multiple classrooms each period. Mostly limited to 2 or three at a time. It isn't too difficult, Morioka; just shout at the students who don't get moving! Namely, you." Her ken points at Kita from afar, serving a ball dejectedly. "Was there something going on with her? Grumbled when I mentioned your name."> "We're generally at odds. Had a contest this Sunday, and is bitter ever since."> "Not so popular with her, or the other girls. A reaction that's to be predicted."> "... Don't ask me. I'm just as stuck as, Miss Akimura."> (another option)
>>3455451> "We're generally at odds. Had a contest this Sunday, and is bitter ever since."
>>3455451>> "We're generally at odds. Had a contest this Sunday, and is bitter ever since."
>>3455451> "We're generally at odds. Had a contest this Sunday, and is bitter ever since."> For a moment, I thought I heard a clickYou're slipping, Goose. He's gonna catch on at this rate.
>>3455456>>3455459>>3455464>>3455470"We're generally at odds. Had a contest this Sunday, and is bitter ever since." Reinterpreting the knightly, albeit vain, Robin Hood's battle is a fun approach. A licker like mine can make mountains out of molehills and vice versa; as long as it's honest to a degree. "Kita does look like a proud girl. I've seen her sister once, frailer than the rough-n-tumble track runner. We met at... a local convention, I think? For art." Miss Akimura brightens upon the memory of the little sister's name. "Got it! It was Kita Suzuki! She's a good painter. Something of a renaissance woman if my history is correct.""Could you describe the girl to me. I might've encountered her before, too."Using her stick, Akimura challenges Kita Yumi's directions. "Take her as a reference. She's about the same size and build, but the hair's braided. Isn't as tanned as well, if not never. That's all I can remember, Morioka. Ring any bells?"I do recall a girl that filled the requisites. Still, I shrug. "Guess I did, but the belief ain't valid."At long last, Makita jogs up to us, the spats that I selected: on. "Sorry, Miss Akimura!" she said."Took a while!" the P.E. teacher commented. "Missed class' warmups. Too late now, however, I want you to run a couple of laps on the track. Morioka said that you're his partner; is that right?""Ahuh.""Morioka will go with you. Once you've done the third lap, practice serving. He already has the volleyball, as you can see."Evacuating where I stood, my partner and I clear. Makita worked up quite the sweat, collapsing in front of my sneakers when the three laps are up. The exhaustion doesn't stop her from presenting her butt to me, impatient in many ways. As instructed, I encourage her, tossing our ball in an exact manner as last week."Mister-- Erm, Morioka," notified Goldilocks. "The tomboy girl's approaching us again."Using a break as an excuse, last night's opponent treads a path near us. Kita held out her smartphone, flaunting a picture of us two. From this lunch, where Makita wanted me to choose what to wear.> "Sure? Kita, what are you trying to entail? Acting smart makes you look dumb."> "Not in good quality. I would give back your camera to get a better photo, but I won't."> "Crazy to the core. A stalker, an attempted murderer, and an idiot."> (another option)
>>3455588> "Sure? Kita, what are you trying to entail? Acting smart makes you look dumb.">"If you think spreading rumors i scored a girl like Makitas affections would harm my reputation you must not understand how things work at all."
>>3455588>>3455594Oh no, we're an item...
>>3455594Actually it may be kinda bad for Makitas rep, but compared to what Kita is accusing us of being kept kinky with your implied boyfriend is still leagues less severe and more natural for the age we are. I still cant see it being a big enough issue to bend over backwards to her probably outlandish whims for either of us at least.
>>3455617Doesn't help Kita that it was gym class either.
>>3455615Out of all the potential rumors to get spread, this is hardly the worst. Goldy might even like it, i doubt Mary would care, and we can easily explain the situation to sis aswell as the fact publicly shes not so foolish to think we could flaunt around with her as our girl of choice. Theres legal issues there, if nothing else i think.If it even reached our mothers ears i dont think we would be punished just for having a girlfriend either, hell she may take it as a good sign. and i highly doubt the details of the picture would get to her. Worse case, she demands to meet Goldy, theeatens us us to treat her right, and then teaches Goldy her secrets to taming men....wait. ok this may cascade into a problem yes, though still not one worth listening to her over.>>3455622That too.
>>3455588> "Crazy to the core. A stalker, an attempted murderer, and an idiot."> "Can you get to the point? I'd rather not deal with homicidal hypocrites today."
>>3455588>”Yes, and...?”There really is nothing off about the picture.> "Can you get to the point? I'd rather not deal with homicidal hypocrites today."
>>3455631 >>3455638 "Yes, and...?" Kita's crazy to the core: a stalker, an attempted murderer, and an idiot. "Can you get to the point? I'd rather not deal with homicidal hypocrites today." "This isn't hypocrisy! It is justice and judgment, Morioka," proclaimed the headstrong girl. "... By spreading rumors?" "Not that. Rumors are ineffective in what I'm trying to do. There aren't many options left-- forced to pull out my final trick up my sleeve just for you. A test subject and whom I must defeat!" "Get on with the chuuni act, Kita," I declared. "Ch-Chuuni?!" getting red at the label. "Who's chuuni, Evildoer?!" "You. Who else am I talking to? Spouting nonsense about justice and evil makes you nothing more than a closet chuuni. Been watching too many shows on the T.V., have you?" "I'm not chuuni!" From her pocket, three photos of a girl that almost resembles herself. "You told me to get proof last week, Morioka. This is it, my sister's!" "Gross, you carry those kinds of pics of your sibling~?" making her steam at the ears. "That's it! I tax you the truth!" The picture that Kita took of me and Makita becomes fuzzy, bits rearranging themselves into words. The words organized into sentences, and next, paragraphs. Her eyes scroll down the description, dilating in reading a sore line. "S-S-Sixteen hours of sex?!" > "You can do that...?! Why couldn't you use it before trying to kill me?!" > "What? Hey, let me see your phone!" > "Goldy, where's Baby Bear?!" > (another option)
>>3455704>”yep” be proud of what we’ve done, then realize:> "You can do that...?! Why couldn't you use it before trying to kill me?!"
>>3455701That's it? Can we go back to our P.E. now or should I call for teacher for interrupting the class?Then walk away. Make her feel unneeded, ignore everything, don't admit anything.
>>3455704> "You can do that...?! Why couldn't you use it before trying to kill me?!"
>>3455704> "What? Hey, let me see your phone!"
>>3455704> "Goldy, where's Baby Bear?!">"how can you even do that? Who are you supposed to be?"
>>3455708>>3455794>>3455819>>3455858"Yep!" proud of what I had done. But I realize the gravity of her discovery once the notion is finally registered. "You can do that...?! Why couldn't you use it before trying to kill me?!""It's easier if the work is done without a strenuous reliance on gathering this evidence! With the powers given to me by fate, everything until now could've been a smooth sail if you were... weaker. I never planned for you to be that reckless in action, or to have assistance from someone else!"" 'Reckless in action?' Right back at you, Kita. Taxes will be paying for the damage that you did for the park. And how you think and operate is way too screwed! You're a psychopath; nothing more, nothing less. Is this what your trick can do? Manipulating pixels into details that have no supplementary evidence?"I may not have what I need, but it gives me a start. Your lecherous actions are fact; I just have to make use of this explicit aid and catch you in them."Miss Akimura attends our dispute. She has distinguished this argument while patrolling the yard, interested in what lit this oil barrel. "Kita..." the teacher said, "What's that you have?""Wha...?" the tomboy interjected.Confiscating what she has, Miss Akimura takes a closer inspection. "... Kita, come with me to the counselor's office.""Counselor?-- H-Hey, wait!" It's too late for her, an iron grip hauling the tomboy from the field. A handful of other students watch as the girl gets dragged away, making this sudden turn disastrous...Mary laughs. "Hahahaha! That's a story, Kid!" I haven't seen Kita since then, nor did I make an effort for closure. Classes were as quiet as they've always been, with or without the thorn in my side.In the clubroom, I tell the agent everything that she has done throughout P.E. Didn't think it'd be that funny, but oh well. Meanwhile, Makita stands at a corner, awaiting our moment feverishly. Obedient, I gave her a command to stay there until I'm finished with Mary.Taking a sip from her beer can, the auburn-haired woman went on. "Another operator will be escorting Kita Yumi to the branch later on today. Just a few hours detention to inform and decide. She'll most likely come out with conditions placed upon her. Oh yeah! I also have this."Mary hands me a saw blade. "This is for...?""For your sister's horns. Just saw them right off. If it hurts her, then that's a new problem, but try it out."> Tell Mary about Hanami's boob dimension.> Ask Mary if she feels any different about Hanami.> Tend to Mary to tease Goldy.> Tend to Goldy.> (another option)
>>3455957>Tend to GoldyI mean, i guess a saw works, and it does make sense. We will have to see if magical horns can be sawed and if so, how fast they regrow.
>>3455957> Ask Mary if she feels any different about Hanami.
>>3455957> Ask Mary if she feels any different about Hanami.dafuq
>>3455957>>3456030then> Tend to Goldy.
>>3455957>Tend to Goldy.
>>3455957> Ask Mary if she feels any different about Hanami.> Tend to Goldy.Why not both?
>>3455957> Tell Mary about Hanami's boob dimension.The more she knows the better prepared we can be
| The sixth thread can be found here! >>3456685 |
>>3456687Thanks and thanks for running.