Day 9

"What…?" Demyx asked in perplexion, "Who are you girls? How did you even get in here?"

The scantily clad women, who strangely resembled the main girls in his favorite video game series: Last Fantasy, merely smiled suggestively at him and continued dancing around the courtyard.

So Demyx just smiled back and sat down to start playing his sitar. The women seemed to like this and danced faster, matching the beat of his song.

Many of them twirled closer to him, sometimes stooping to run their fingers gently down his cheek or through his hair. Their touches soon became more frequent and bolder, until a voice called out.

"Hey, water boy!"

Demyx stopped his playing and turned to face the newcomer, which turned out to be Axel.

"Trust me, you want to leave those girls alone".

"Why?" number nine asked, noting how the girls started hissing when Axel got closer.

"Well, turns out they're sex bots. It says so on the tattoo they have across their lower back. But the thing is, they tried to kill me when I was—"

"Enough information!" Demyx shouted, covering his ears childishly, "I get it: leave them alone."

But the girls seemed to have other plans. They sauntered closer to him, lounging around his kneeling form, trying to coerce him into interacting with them.

"Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad…." He chanted to himself like a manta as he fled the room.