A week after Ignisgodzilla

"This is quite exceptional work, Mebana. I'm impressed!" Her college professor gave a reassuring smile. Mebana guessed her report did the job it was supposed to. She walked out of the university with a grin spreading to her ears. As she waited at the bus stop, she felt the lingering gazes of the men in the vicinity passing over her body. Damn the blue tee with bare midriff accompanied by cutoff jean shorts. She felt one particular stare over all the others. Something reptilian about it.

Mebana walked into her apartment after her ride from school to see Moyashi sitting on her bed. The ninja had undergone severe mutation as his skin started turning green, his hair naturally spiked, and breathed with a hissing sound. He now wore guantlets and boots that had claws to further elaborate his reptilian state. his mouth mask remained.

"Moyashi?" Mebana asked. "I haven't seen you since the whole Hiroshima incident. What's up?" Moyashi looked at Mebana from the side and then turned back to the TV and shrugged. Mebana put her books down and sat next to him. For awhile, they sat in silence with only the cartoon on the TV making any sound. As Mebana opened her mouth to talk, Moyashi pulled down his mask and pressed his lips to Mebana's sweet and tender ones. She took in his kiss, already feeling the heightened sensation from Moyashi's mutation. Or did he already have all this intensity developed from the start? They slowly parted, never wanting to let go of each other's breath but knew they had to. They didn't bear to look up but Moyashi gripped Mebana's hand.

"I'm sorry for everything," said Mebana. Moyashi was about to pull his mask up when he hesitated.

"Thank you," said Moyashi.

Mebana looked up in shock. Moyashi pulled up his mask and stood Mebana up with him.

"Moyashi.."

Mebana then hugged the ninja hard and her eyes began watering.

Tish's curse only caused pain when the victim lusts over the other gender. Moyashi hasn't felt any pain since last week.