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We'll start out with some Yuu PoV today!
Because she's cute and fun to write.
What? You thought there'd be some actual reason?
You thought wrong.

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YOU are Strength. Your friends call you Yuu, the paperwork calls you Koutari Yuu, and Kagari has a wide array of nicknames that she only uses when the two of you are alone.

You don't tell anyone about that last one, though. You keep that between yourself and Her Royal Wheeledness. It wouldn't feel right to let people know what she calls you when she's being all... affectionate and stuff.

You're currently sitting on a park bench, finishing off some ice cream and hanging out with Akari-chan and Mato-chan after they whisked you away from Mami-san and the others' party. You're quite grateful for it- you're not exactly what someone might call a 'social butterfly,' after all, and being in a room full of people with impaired inhibitions makes your tail flick back and forth and the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.

You left your HUGE METAL ARMS at Mami's place, so you suppose you're a bit more 'unarmed' than most people are capable of being.



Ironically, you're still far more capable of defending yourself than most people, too.

Your tail swishes from side to side as you polish off the last of your sweet, chilly, vanilla-flavored goop, and, thanks to your conscientiousness, the bladed, spiky extension of your spine doesn't so much as scratch the bench.

You let your eyes- and your mind- wander, just taking in the sights and the sounds of Academy City on a beautiful summer day like this one.
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A question that's bothered you before pops into your head once more.

'Why do I have a tail?'

You could live without the answer to that one, you think- what you'd really like to know is it's purpose. What function does it serve? It doesn't improve your balance, and it's too short to be particularly useful in combat.

It must serve /some/ purpose- you can only imagine the enormous amounts of trouble the nerds would've needed to go through in order to make it work and feel like a real tail- which it does- yet you still can't figure out what the heck it's there for.



Maybe Akari-chan and Mato-chan could help you figure it out...?

>Ask them directly.
>Ask them indirectly.
>Forget about it.
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37640271
>Ask them indirectly.

>>37640182
>today
What is the date today?
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>>37640271
>Ask them directly.
we must know the answer
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>>37640271
>Ask them directly.
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>>37640271
>Ask them directly.
Good to see you again, Boss.
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>>37640271
>Ask them directly.
Sure.
And chap-ettes, really? How about best girls?
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>>37640271
>Ask them directly.
Reporting in!
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>>37640337
Indirect inquiry!

It's... uh...
Umm.
I think it's probably the third of August.
Probably.
It was the first the last time I recall, before the Psi-amps and the dream, and I think it's the day after that day.

>>37640350
>>37640368
>>37640420
>>37640475
>>37640521
>directly

>>37640475
S-so forward, anon!

>>37640420
It's good to be back and to have anons participating on the first post~!

Anyways, it looks like the direct approach won by a landslide!
Writing!
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>>37640573
>S-so forward, anon!
I can be best girl for you EQM~
As long as you keep writing.
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You take a deep breath, bracing yourself before asking a question that you find far more embarrassing than you reasonably should.

You exhale, take another breath, and, with your nerves thus steeled, you ask.

“A-Akari-chan, M-Mato-c-chan... d-do you know what my...” you trail off, but only for a few moments- you'll not give up now! “Do you know w-what m-my t-t-tail is f-for?”

You shrink after spitting out the question, burying your face in the lip that sticks up from the lower portion of your hood. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment, and you clench your eyes shut tight so that you don't have to see what-

You jolt in surprise as a strong arm wraps itself around you and pulls you towards the body to which said arm presumably attaches. You're about to protest when another arm envelops you in a hug and a cheek presses down on your head from above your hood and begins to rub back and forth.

“Yuuuuu-chaaaan~! You're so cute~!” Mato sing-songs.

Upon hearing her voice, you relax a little. You... you don't really like surprises. You open your eyes a bit and see that you are definitely being cuddled by Mato-chan.

Akari-chan scratches her chin thoughtfully for a few moments, then says, “It's hard to say, really.” She grins. “If I had to guess, though, it's probably there to give people some indication as to the state of your emotions, y'know? You're not particularly expressive, Yuu-chan.”



You blink.



That's true enough, you guess.

You wouldn't want to be unaware of the emotional state of a girl as heavily augmented as you yourself are, were you not a- the -girl with precisely the same level of augmentation as you yourself have.



“Where to next, Yuu-chan?” Mato chimes after a few minutes of cuddling you like nobody's business.

>To Kagari, of course!
>To Mato's sister- maybe she can tell you more about your tail?
>To wherever Mokarin and Fate are! They're cool.
>To something else! (Write-in!)
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>>37641146
>To wherever Mokarin and Fate are! They're cool.
we'll have our own party with black-jack and hookers
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>>37641146
>To wherever Mokarin and Fate are! They're cool.
The coolest.
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>>37641146
>To Mato's sister- maybe she can tell you more about your tail?
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>>37641146
>To wherever Mokarin and Fate are! They're cool.
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>>37641146
>To Kagari, of course!
Kagari the best and most wonderful.
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Rolled 1 (1d5)

>>37641146
>“Yuuuuu-chaaaan~! You're so cute~!” Mato sing-songs.

How jealous is Akari? How much does she agree with Mato's statement?
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>>37641146
>To Mato's sister- maybe she can tell you more about your tail?
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>>37641205
>>37641222
>>37641333
>To Mokarin and Feito-chan!

>>37641289
>>37641499
To Mato's big sister!

>>37641414
gotta go find the wife

>>37641434
She's so jelly.
Mato needs to stop hogging Yuu-chan!

Okay, writing!
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>>37641513
She does need to stop. There's a perfectly huggable Akari right there!
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>>37641513
>Mato needs to stop hogging Yuu-chan!
The answer is obvious. She must hug both of them.
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The answer comes to you more quickly than you could ever have anticipated, and you blurt, “F-Fate-chan and Mokarin-chan!”

Mato nods excitedly, and Akari smiles and pats you on the head.

Mato taps rapidly on her phone for a few seconds, waits for it to buzz at her, then strikes a goofy pose with her hands on her hips and one foot up on the bench. “Follow me, girls!”

You and Akari follow her dutifully, and, after a few minutes of walking, you arrive at what looks a lot like a run-down, abandoned building that seems to straddle the boundary between the Strange and the more civilized areas of the city.





What would Fate and Mokarin be doing in a place like this?

>Put your hands on your hips and ask Mato if she's sure they're here.
>Go up and knock on the door!
>BURST THROUGH THE DOOR.
>Ask a question. (What? Write-in!)
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37641903
>Put your hands on your hips and ask Mato if she's sure they're here.
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>>37641903
>BURST THROUGH THE DOOR.
Dynamic entry!
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>>37641903
>Go up and knock on the door!
Well...Yuu's version of knocking anyway.
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>>37641903
>Put your hands on your hips and ask Mato if she's sure they're here.
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>>37641903
>Put your hands on your hips and ask Mato if she's sure they're here.
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>>37641903
>>37642117
Oh, and pout. Pouting is a must.
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>>37641922
>>37642117
>>37642134
>... Are you sure?

>>37641971
BREACH

>>37642031
Knock knock...!

Okay, writing!
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You plant your hands on your hips and give Mato-chan a Look.

“Are you /sure/ Fate and Mokarin are here...?”

Mato blinks and takes staggering step back, bringing her hands up to present her opened palms to you. “Whoa- wh-what're you looking at me like that for?!”

You pout, and she cringes. “H-hey, n-now... Don't make faces like that, Yuu-chan, you're breakin' my heart!”

>ROLL D100 FOR A TWIST OF FATE
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Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>37642363
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>37642363
Twisting hard.
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>>37642363
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MAS8wpYSfXg
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>>37642407
>>37642422
>97

Geez.
Writing!
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>37642488
B-but what about a third roll?
Like this for example.
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>>37642497
I didn't want to waste time waiting on a roll that didn't seem like it was coming.
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YOU are Fate, and, somehow, Mokarin seems to have fallen ill.

You've got a wet rag on her head, which was hot enough that it'd be of concern if she was human, and, after she asked to be placed in a tub of salt water, you found that there wasn't a single grain of salt in the whole stupid building.

You're far more worried than you'd ever admit. Both because your girl is sick and because your girl shouldn't be able to /be/ sick in the first place.

You run your fingers through her hair and check her temperature once more before heading out on your quest for salt. “I'll be right back, okay?”

You hurry to the door, throw it open, dart through the opening, and collide with Mato's rock-hard stomach, hard enough to disorient you and put you on your bum.

Akari's hand is gripping yours and pulling you upright before you know it. “Are you alright, Fate-chan?”

You shake your head to dispel the fog, blink a few times, then nod. “Yeah, yeah. I'm good.”

Strength tilts her head at you. “... Are you sure? You look a little... um...” She trails off.

“Unsteady,” Akari offers, finishing the sentence for the tiny cyborg with the scary tail.



>“...You guys got any salt on you?”
>Tell them about Mokarin.
>Ask them why they came here, of all places.
>Invite them in. It's only polite- you weren't really 'raised' to be polite, per se, but you still try!
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37642808
>“...You guys got any salt on you?”
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>>37642808
>Tell them about Mokarin.
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>>37642808
>“...You guys got any salt on you?”
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>>37642808
>Invite them in. It's only polite- you weren't really 'raised' to be polite, per se, but you still try!
>Tell them about Mokarin.
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>>37642874
>>37642976
>Got any salt?

>>37642973
>>37643052
>My waifu a sick

>>37643052
Come in, come in!

Hrm...

Okay, I think I can do this!
Writing!
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Mato puts a hand on your shoulder. “Is everything alright, Fate-chan? You don't seem quite like yourself...”

You heave a heavy sigh and shake your head. “Mokarin's sick or something, and I...” You trail off, not wanting to show any sort of weakness. It's not intentional, or even conscious, but you do it all the same. It's how you grew up, after all- weaknesses and openings were exploited without fail. Perhaps not immediately, but, sooner or later, someone would find a patch of flesh not protected by your armor and slip a dagger into it.

Mato's eyes meet yours, and, after a split-second of eye contact, she gives a minute nod. It's a Look that means, 'I understand.'

It's funny, really. You've been friends with Mato for so long that you can communicate through Looks.

Akari raises a crimson eyebrow and brings a hand up to her chin. “What kind of...” she pauses, as if uncertain whether or not her words are going to work in this context, then seems to decide that it's better to just give it a shot, “...symptoms... is she showing?”

You describe everything out of the ordinary, and, as an afterthought, ask, “Do you guys happen to have any salt?”

>Roll 1d100 for Mato's pockets of holding!
>Roll 1d100 for Yuu-chan's knowledge of robot stuff!
>Roll 1d100 for Akari's knowledge of [REDACTED FOR KEEPING-THINGS-FUN PURPOSES]
>>One die per prompt, please (it'll be 3 rolls of d100 in total!)
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>37643923
>Roll 1d100 for Akari's knowledge of [REDACTED FOR KEEPING-THINGS-FUN PURPOSES]
Well...
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Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>37643923
>Roll 1d100 for Yuu-chan's knowledge of robot stuff!
DICE!
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Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>37643923
>Roll 1d100 for Mato's pockets of holding!
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>>37644021
>>37644099
>>37644108
>Akari and Mato succeed
>Yuu-chan is stumped

Okay, writing!
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>>37644160
Poor Yuu too Yuuseless.
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>>37644200
Atleast she tried. And that's all we could ask of her.
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Mato thinks for a moment, then nods. “Yeah, actually.” She reaches into that coat of hers and produces a bag of salt, then presses it into your hands. “There ya go!” She gives that bright, carefree smile of hers, as cheerful and ignorant of how absolutely bizarre she can be at times as ever, and you see why Akari's so fond of her.



Yuu scratches her chin. “Has she had her augs removed and cleaned recently? If you don't stay on top of that, you can get an infect-” She stops mid-sentence. “Right, sorry- she's not augmented, she's a robot.”

Akari makes a 'hmmm' sound, then asks, “Is Mokarin warm all over, or is it just in certain spots?”

You blink. “I... uh...” You clear your throat. “I'm not sure. Is that important?”

Akari nods. “Maybe. She's a lot like a computer, right? If you don't keep a computer's parts cool, stuff stops working right.”



You gesture for them to come in, and lead them to the couch you placed Mokarin on.

You sit down at her feet, pat her on the leg, and try not to show how worried you are through your expression.
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YOU are Akari Takamichi, and you're looking at the supine form of Mokarin, your 'niece,' who seems to be sick, despite the fact that she's not in any way biological.

You're rather convinced that she's overheating, for one reason or another; the problem is, you don't know the reason- and, if you don't know the reason, you don't know how to fix the problem.



A quick inspection of Mokarin's body reveals that she's only particularly overheated in her head and her upper torso.

You make another 'hmm' sound.

You look to Mato to tell her to contact Miku-nee, only to see that she's already on it.

Yuu tilts her head, looks at her hands, and then glances at you.

You notice her looking at you and ask, “Any ideas, Yuu-chan?”

Yuu hesitates, then nods.

“She... she needs fluids.”

You raise an eyebrow at this, and she continues, “Whenever I forget to put coolant into my gloves, they get all hot and stop working.” She gesture at Mokarin. “She's obviously not fan-cooled, and it seems likely that water cooling would be the best thing to use in something like her.”



>Pour some cold water into Mokarin's mouth.
>Put Mokarin in a salty-water bath, like she asked earlier.
>Ask Fate if Mokarin has any access panels or anything.
>Stuff Mokarin in the freezer for a bit.
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37645030
>Put Mokarin in a salty-water bath, like she asked earlier.
Well presumably she knows best.
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>>37645030
>Ask Fate if Mokarin has any access panels or anything.
Freezer is 2cruel
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>>37645030
>Put Mokarin in a salty-water bath, like she asked earlier.
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>37645030
>Put Mokarin in a salty-water bath, like she asked earlier.
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>>37645055
>>37645223
>>37645430
>Salt-water bath

>>37645145
Pod-bay doors?

Okay, writing!
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After a minute or two of deliberation, you all agree that doing what Mokarin herself asked is probably the best place to start. If she didn't know what she was talking about, she wouldn't have asked for something so odd and specific, after all.

Fate fills the bathtub with cool, clear water, then dumps the whole bag of salt in. Mato puts her arm in and mixes the salt and water with a back-and-forth motion that leaves the water audibly sloshing back and forth. After a few moments, Mato stands, apparently satisfied that the salt and the water have merged to become salt water, and Strength carries Mokarin's unmoving form into the room and slips her into the tub.



The four of you stand there, watching the robot-girl, waiting and wishing for something to happen.

Mato's hand slips its way into yours, and you give a reassuring squeeze.



After a few minutes, Mokarin stirs. Her eyes slowly open, and, after swishing the water in the tub about with her hands, she splashes water into her face a couple of times and says, “I don't think God likes talking to non-humans.”



You blink.

>“... What.”
>“Huh?”
>“... You're gonna have to explain that a little more clearly.”
>“Wait, wait, wait... /God/ did this to you?”
>“... Mokarin, are you alright?”
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37645984
>“... You're gonna have to explain that a little more clearly.”
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>>37645984
>“... You're gonna have to explain that a little more clearly.”
>[jk] "I mean, you were unconscious the whole time I was here, not to mention I do like talking with you"
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>>37645984
>“... Mokarin, are you alright?”
>“... You're gonna have to explain that a little more clearly.”
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>>37646071
>>37646189
>>37646259
>[CLARIFICATION NEEDED]

Okay, writing!
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You glance at the others, then clear your throat. “You're... um,” you pause for a moment or two, then begin again, “You're gonna have explain that a little more clearly. We have no idea what you're talking about.”

Mokarin cocks her head slightly to one side and looks you in the eyes. “Understood.”

She splashes more water in her face. “I attempted to contact God through the ritual of prayer.” She pantomimes praying, with her hands together in front of her chest, and pauses briefly. “I succeeded.”

Fate presses her hand to Mokarin's forehead, then nods. “She's cooled down a lot, now... so she's probably not going crazy.”

Mato frowns. “What happened then?”

Mokarin makes a face. “I'm not certain. I heard a sound. I couldn't even begin to comprehend it, but I'm absolutely certain that it was an attempt at communication.” She taps on the side of her head. “After approximately thirty seconds, I began experiencing a multitude of malfunctions, and I began to overclock, even though I did not wish to do so.”

Fate furrows her brow. “Sunnuva-”

Yuu cuts Fate off before she can say anything too unpleasant, and asks, “Why the salt water? What did that do to help?”

Mokarin smirks, the way Nee-chan does when she's done something particularly naughty and/or clever.
“Either absolutely nothing,” she says, “or more than a mortal mind could possibly fathom.”

Mato blinks. “Huh?”

“Salt has been used for an extremely long time to ward away the supernatural,” Mokarin explains. “Either the salt protected me, or I made use of the placebo effect.”

[1/2]
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The whole room is silent again for several heartbeats, until Mato asks, “... Does this mean we're gonna have to fight a god?”



“If it is any consolation, Mato-neesan,” Mokarin says, “I got the impression that it would give me no trouble so long as I stayed away from it.”

Mato nods. “Good, good. I don't think they'd let anyone who killed god get married in a church, y'know?”



You blink.

>Inform Mato that they probably wouldn't let you get married in a church anyways. Because you're both... y'know. UNDERAGED
>Tell Mato she's going to dress up nice for your wedding. No bikini, no short shorts, and no coat! She can wear a suit or a dress, but nothing less!
>Ask Mato just who it is that she plans on marrying! SHE CAN'T GET RID OF YOU THAT EASY.
>Ask Yuu-chan to be your bride~!
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37647222
>Inform Mato that they probably wouldn't let you get married in a church anyways. Because you're both... y'know. UNDERAGED
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>>37647043
>Ask Yuu-chan to be your bride~!
The lulz compel me to vote this.
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>>37647222
>Tell Mato she's going to dress up nice for your wedding. No bikini, no short shorts, and no coat! She can wear a suit or a dress, but nothing less!
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>>37647222
>Tell Mato she's going to dress up nice for your wedding. No bikini, no short shorts, and no coat! She can wear a suit or a dress, but nothing less!
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>>37647326
Underaged!

>>37647364
Yuu-chaaaan~

>>37647609
>>37647679
>YOU'RE GONNA DRESS UP REAL PRETTY-LIKE, Y'HEAR?


...

We've slowed down a lot, huh?

I blame the gap between the two parts of that post. I could've sworn I had a pouting BRS pic somewhere, but, alas

Anyways, writing!
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You grimace. “They wouldn't let you get married in a church if you came to the ceremony wearing a bikini and short shorts, either.”

Mato blinks. “W-what? Where'd that come fro-”

You cross your arms and frown. “I don't care whether you wear a dress or a suit,” you say, “but you /will/ wear a dress or a suit.” She opens her mouth, and you shake your head. “/Without/ your coat.”

Mato pouts. “Aww.”

Fate chooses this moment to interject, “Wait- you guys are getting married?”

At this, Mato puffs up and smiles. “Of course! I'm gonna make Akari an honest woman!”



Yuu clears her throat. “They're not planning to get married anytime soon, Fate-chan,” she says, “but, at this point, I'd be shocked if they /didn't/ get married.”

Mokarin stands up from the bath, and you all realize that stripping her down to her white undergarments and then putting her in the bath... you might as well have stripped her down entirely and kept her undies dry.

“Fate, are we going to marry?”

Fate blusters at this, and Yuu and Mato share a laugh at the pair, while you frantically try to figure out how you're gonna preserve at least some sliver of Mokarin's decency.

>Try to find a towel!
>Dry her off with your powers!
>Try to dry her clothes with the hairdryer over on the counter!
>Usher everyone out of the bathroom!
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37648155
>Try to find a towel!
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>>37648155
>Try to find a towel!
For our Kinda-Niece's decency!

Also, Good night, guys. I've got to sleep.
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>>37648268
Goodnight, anon!
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>>37648155
>Try to find a towel!
>Usher everyone out of the bathroom!
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>>37648155
Why do we need to preserve her decency? We're all girls here, none of of us have anything we haven't seen before.
Unless one of us is hiding -something-.
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>>37648403
And I don't mean Yuu's tail.
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>>37648228
>>37648268
>>37648339
>TOWEL

>>37648339
GET OUT

Okay, writing!
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You search the bathroom for a towel or something similar, opening drawers, looking in the cabinet under the sink, and even in-



Oh. Towels!

You grab a big and floofy pink towel from the cupboard that is obscured from view when the bathroom door is open, and, in one swift motion, lunge across the (rather small, given it's a bathroom meant for one person to use at a time) room and wrap Mokarin's effectively-naked form in what may well be the pinkest, poofiest towel ever made.

“Thank you, Akari-oneesama,” Mokarin intones, holding the one floofy pink towel to rule them all to herself and preserving her decency.

Fate smiles wryly. “Is that what you were so concerned about, Akari-chan?”

You nod. “Of course!”

“We're all girls, here,” Fate says, “it's nothing we haven't seen before-”

“I'm very familiar with Fate's-” Fate covers Mokarin's mouth with a black metal hand and shakes her head, before the robot-girl can do any more damage.

Mato sighs contentedly and leans back against the counter with her fingers laced together behind her head. “Hey, Akari?”

You pat Yuu-chan on the head and look up at your girlfriend. “Hmm?”

“Do you wanna have kids?”

>ERROR. AKARIN.EXE HAS CRASHED.
>AAAAAAAAAAAH PANIC PANIC PANIC
>Find something to drink. So you can do a spit-take.
>Yeah, sure!
>Nah.
>Something else? (Write-in!)
>>
>>37648985
>Yeah, sure!
at least 4
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>>37648985
>Yeah, sure!
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>>37648985
>Yeah, sure!
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>>37649036
>>37649113
>>37649132
>Sure!

Okay, writing!
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You look down at Yuu-chan, then smile. “... Yeah. Sure.”

Mato gives you a half-surprised look, and asks, “Wait, really?”

You shrug. “Yeah. I mean- why not?”

Mato makes a happy sound, there's a whirlwind of motion, and, when you get your bearings, you find yourself in her arms, your feet a good ways off the ground. She squeezes you in a hug only Mato could perform, and presses the tip of her nose to the tip of your nose. “Akari~!”

You feel your cheeks heating up, and you murmur a quiet “M-Mato...”

She looks straight into your eyes and whispers, “I! Love! You! Akariii~!”

W-w-w- HEY! She's gonna embarrass you in front of your friends!

You have to do something about this!

>Tell her you love her, too. Ya big mushy nerd!
>Kiss her! Assert your dominance!
>ENGAGE LUMINOUS DRIVES!
>Something else? (Write-in!)
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>>37649574
>Tell her you love her, too. Ya big mushy nerd!
No stops on the lovey-dovey train.
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>>37649574
>ENGAGE LUMINOUS DRIVES!
>Kiss her! Assert your dominance!
>Tell her you love her, too. Ya big mushy nerd!
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>>37649574
>Tell her you love her, too. Ya big mushy nerd!
>Kiss her! Assert your dominance!
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>>37649643
>>37649669
>>37649733
>rabu

>>37649669
>>37649733
>Kissu

>>37649669
luminous

Okay, writing!
I think this'll be our last update for the day!
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Your breathing grows heavier as you move your lips over hers, and, when you kiss, you feel like the air has been sucked out of your lungs and replaced with warm, fuzzy feelings.

Mato presses you even more tightly against her flat ventral surface, and, after what seems like a blink of the eye that lasted an eternity, you pull away and say, with perhaps a bit more gusto than intended, “I love you, too!”

Fate coughs. “See? It's like they're in an entirely different league. A league made of marshmallows and rainbows or something.”

“So... this is the true power of lilies... amazing,” Yuu breathes.

Mokarin pats Yuu on her head. “Do not fret, Yuu-chan. Someday, you, too, will wield this power.”

“R-really?!”

Mokarin nods. “Of course. It is your destiny.”
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That's all for now, comrades!

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Thanks for playing! I look forward to seeing you all next time and having no idea (for the most part) if you're the same anons or not!

Goodnight/morning/whatever!
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>>37650470
Thanks for running!



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