A/N: About damn time I did one of these again.

Anatomy of a Scene is a fantastic idea that I should use more often. I just lacked the inspiration to do so. But with the redux of Koga's A-B-C Challenge still fresh in my (and my editor's) mind, I can get the second edition of this done.

If you didn't read the Redux, do that since the basis of this edition revolves around the Ladies I pitched as Koga's OTPs. Namely, Ana and Pharah Amari, Chizuru Kagura, and Sadayo Kawakami. I'm challenging myself by writing an intimate scene with each of them.

Let's go.

Fareeha 'Pharah' Amari. Smart, duty-driven, mostly business, absolutely gorgeous. Out of the four, Pharah is personal pick #3. In terms of pairings, I think her mother is a better partner for Koga. But they still have chemistry.

Let's see what an intimate scene between the two is like, yeah?

Coming into the room, I take my coat off and hang it up as I rip the tape off my hands. The Egyptian army refused to be cooperative though they knew we were on the same side. Egypt was great to visit, but the place gave me Gerudo Desert vibes in the sense that it was hot as hell.

The security themselves didn't leave a sizable impression since half the squad died to the system they set up. It took me half the time to figure out the omnics' location as they attacked the guards, what formation they used if they even were, and how to deal with them.

"Those guys sure were incompetent, giving us a hard time because we were hired to help," Tatl complained. "Aren't they hired help too, in technicality?"

"Yes, but they're from Egypt, raised here," I clarified. "Plus, I got a bigger cut of the pay because I did more work than them."

"At least you gave the Prime Minister your card. If all his men are that incompetent, he better put you on speed dial, partner."

"Good to know that you'll always be my number one cheerleader."

Tatl laughed in agreement. "Until I die, I will always gaslight you to the point of near annoyance, partner."

"What time is it? I can go out for a drink. See if the barkeep can hold a solid conversation."

"Ooh, that's an awesome plan. Bet you 20 rupees he can't." She wagered.

Before I can accept the terms, a knock on the door occurred. Who could that be? Tatl instantly flew in the coat.

"Comin'!"

I crack my knuckles, using my voice to mask it. Looking through the peephole, I see a friendly face and open the door to find...

Fareeha Amari, one of the few workers at Helix Security who reated me well.

I admired her professionalism, and she helped me get to the bottom of the corruption of HSI. While I couldn't cave the culprit's face in like I wanted, at least he'll be doing a lot of time behind bars.

"Agent Amari. Interesting to see you here, without your combat suit on," I greet.

She was wearing a blue tanktop with Overwatch's logo on it with military fatigues and hiking boots. Along with a couple of bangles and an armband, somehow, she makes this outfit look good.

She laughs at my remark. "Just as interesting as seeing you without your duster. May I come in?"

"Of course, come in." I move to allow her inside. "How'd you find my room anyway?"

"I asked the Prime Minister. None of the surviving men like either of us. Me for taking command after Khalil died, and you simply being there. So..." Fareeha then revealed a bottle of Red Wine. "I thought we should celebrate a job well done. Since we did most of the work anyway."

"You aren't wrong," I said as she handed me the bottle. "You have work in the morning?"

"I don't. And since you're freelance, we can just relax. That wine was aged for sixty years, older than us combined."

I raise an eyebrow. "Really? I wasn't expecting this from you, Cap."

"Fareeha. And wasn't expecting what? To like to drink?"

A nod was my reply. "I thought you were sober. You struck me as the type."

"Well, I drink selectively and socially, like celebrating a successful job." She stood relatively close to me. "And, I think you're fun to be around, more so than my co-workers. Hard workers like us deserve to relax at a time like this. So what do you want to do?"

That might as well be a challenge with how Fareeha sounded... and that sexy smirk she shot at me definitely brought out that subtone.

"Well, shit. You got a bottle opener?" I ask.

"No, but I have a way to open it without one." She pulled out a set of keys from her pocket. "Give it here."

"This isn't your first time doin' this, Fareeha," I say before handing her the wine bottle.

"It isn't. I'm a bit of a wine purist. It's the only thing I drink, so I know a few ways to get a bottle open. Pass me a hand towel."

I hand her one as Fareeha stuck her keys in at a 45-degree angle then covered the key in the hand towel. She then pushed the key inside until the teeth weren't visible anymore. While she started lifting the cork in a circular motion, eventually...

*POP*

"Got it. You find the glasses?" I show her two wine glasses. "Perfect, let's pour."

Fareeha fills our glasses with wine, and we toasted. "To you."

"And to you," I return.

We clink glasses, taking a sizable gulp before going to the couch. "So, how long have you been a PI for?"

"Five years as of a week ago. I left my village when I was eighteen to become a PI. For a while, I was doing odd jobs to get my name out there alongside my twin. Eventually, we were roped into a coup to overthrow a tyrannical king. It was our work that gave the rebels the ammunition to take him down. That was enough to get us notoriety among the city folk. We established the agency, but I was inducted as Court Detective against my wishes. I ended up leaving after a year."

It was easy to tell Fareeha was listening intently while we continued drinking. "Eight years. I can tell you've got some experience in your line of work. You have the mind of an ace detective, and I'm not saying that to gas you up."

"Thanks, Fareeha. Though I'm just doing my job. But the way you took command soon after Khalil's death was a leader's decision. It seems that you were born for a leadership role."

"You can't be 23. No 23-year-old man would deflect praise like that."

"But you can? Don't act so coy. You got the biggest cut out of the survivors. Besides, I may be young, but I've seen enough violence and bloodshed to last three lifetimes. Those experiences made me want to do good now."

She was surprised by my comment before refilling our empty glass. "We're more similar than I thought. I always wanted to do good ever since I was a little girl, my mother a key reason why." She sat down, handing me my glass. "Let's both work to ensure the safety of those we both care about, Koga."

Another clink sounds as we end up finishing the entire bottle. The casual conversation lasted way into the night as we shared stories about our work.

"Wait..." Fareeha almost choked on her laughter. "She orders tea as a celebratory drink?"

"I had fought every inch of my being not to laugh at her decision. But she owned up to it, and that's why I call her Tea. My sister wears that nickname with pride. Now she asks for Rum whenever she finishes a case. I'll never forget our first drink after our first one," I tell her.

There's practically no space between us, sitting right next to each other with my arm over her shoulders on the couch. It helped that we were both heavyweights to take some alcohol in our system, even an entire bottle of red wine.

"I enjoyed myself with you tonight, Koga," Fareeha said as we both glanced at the empty bottle of wine. "I wasn't expecting us to finish a fresh bottle of Red Wine. You can hold your liquor well."

"I can say the same of you. You were knocking those glasses back." I bend my head down with the finality of my eventual departure. "A shame I have to head back home tomorrow."

"Oh... yeah," Fareeha dejectedly said. "Well... I had fun, and so did you. I honestly can't complain."

What she did next was bold and unexpected.

Fareeha leaned in and gave me a deep kiss. I may be a bit tipsy, but she's gorgeous. Who am I to not return it? I don't know if it was the wine in our systems that made us throw caution to the wind and let boldness fill the air, but neither of us was backing down. The kiss deepened as tongues got acquainted. Moans echoed, thanks to the room's shitty acoustics. Next thing I know, Fareeha's sitting on my lap, her legs straddling my waist as we finally separate for air.

"Oh shit," Fareeha gasps, hands around my neck.

"That escalated quickly," I retorted. "Do you want to call it quits for the night?"

Unsurprisingly, she shook her head. "I think I'm old enough to know what I want when I see it. I want you, alcohol be damned. If not for the jobs, stay here... for me."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm 32, Koga. Do I need to repeat myself?"

Fareeha's 32? She looks great for her age.

"Well, shit. We're here now. Let's enjoy ourselves tonight, Fareeha." I accept her offer.

"Good, the strong only attract the strong, after all. That's why this is happening." She scans my covered torso. "Off with your shirt."

"Wait, who's gonna be the top here? I'm not gonna be a sub. Even for someone as gorgeous as you."

"Even if she's your senior?"

Damn, touche. "Fareeha..."

She chuckled before giving me a slightly sloppier but deeper kiss. "Fine, you can lead. But I'm a harsh critic."

"That's fine." I lift her in my arms, a squeal her response as I squeeze her ass. "You'll soon see that I always aim to please."

We end up in the bedroom for what would become a passionate, lustful night.

A bit much for the first scene, but not bad, eh?

I think Pharah would've done something that bold, especially with some wine in the system. Her mother, Ana, would be slyer with getting what she wants out of our favorite detective. Still, I think I did a good job with this scene.

Let's see how my number two personal pick, Ana Amari, would approach things.

With the case done and my pay in hand, I start wandering the center of Cairo. It's almost Christmas time here, but considering that it's Egypt, there's no snow, and it's still sunny. However, decorations are everywhere, and there are still sales going on thanks to the holiday season. I definitely plan on relaxing a bit before heading back home, that's for damn sure. Tea and the others can wait a bit for me to come back.

As I continued admiring the Christmas scenery and decorations, I felt something touch my lower back.

"Hands up where I can see them," a feminine voice commands.

I comply and place my hands up.

"Turn around."

I did so to look my harasser in the eyes. "Horus. I thought we were past this?"

She had her military uniform still on but was smiling as her Kinamura Rifle was strapped; her sleep dart pistol cocked at my stomach.

She then pointed the barrel at my head. "And I thought that I told you to call me, Ana. Your job is done. You can stop referring to me by my call name, Koga. Though I do admire the professionalism."

"Sorry, force of habit. Can I put my hands down now?"

"Not yet. Care to explain to me why you're still here? I thought you said you were heading home after your case was solved?"

"I was takin' a minute to enjoy the scenery. Then you pointed a barrel at my lower spine and face," I answered. "Plus, I said I might go back home. My decision wasn't set in stone yet. So you're putting words in my mouth, and I don't appreciate that, Ana."

Ana lowered her pistol, permitting me to lower my arms. Thank Din, my hands were getting tired as I placed them in my coat pockets.

"Always can talk your way out of anything, huh?" She put her pistol away and motions for me to walk with her down the crowded street. "That silver tongue is going to get you in trouble one of these days, Koga."

"The General let you off early?"

"My tour's done. Perfect time too, as Christmas is coming soon. I'm glad I ran into you since you did say that you might leave as soon as possible. Care to spend the day with me?" Ana offered. "If you're free, that is."

"Of course, I have nothin' better to do. Why not spend it with the woman who held her pistol at me several times while I worked?" I sarcastically quip.

She was doing her job as I was. Whenever Ana held me at gunpoint, I had to explain what I was doing so I wouldn't go to sleep involuntarily. I defended myself successfully each time. Turns out, her partner was a mole for Talon, and if I didn't solve it, she might've gotten killed. We eventually stopped in a teahouse, and after ordering our drinks, we got better situated.

"I didn't realize how much we're matching until now, Koga. We're using the same color scheme for our outfits," Ana pointed out.

"Well, you're wearing your uniform. You did say that blue's your favorite color, but I don't think they have any blue variants."

"They don't, and you have been listening. And here I thought you were brushing what I said aside."

"I don't ignore what I'm told, Ana. I just put whatever isn't important at the time on the backburner. I was working on a corruption case and needed to focus. Like you were working with me to make sure I did my job. The same thing."

"But I knew you weren't corrupt and that you were going to see it through. But I should have maintained the same level of professionalism. I didn't treat you with the same level of respect as you did me when we were partners. I am truly sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I'm not one to hold a grudge unless you wrong me one too many times. If anything, I need to be looser. Still, it flatters me that you think that way, Ana."

"Of course, Koga. The way you work is something truly admirable. I can watch you walk a scene or analyze evidence. It's something about watching someone in their complete element that's truly awe-inspiring. You've found that with detective work."

This woman is making me blush in public.

Ana chuckles at my embarrassment. "Not to mention humble and absolutely adorable when he's blushing. Seeing this side of you was something I didn't know I needed until it happened."

"I'm just doin' my job, Ana. You're making me sound like the greatest to exist since sliced bread."

"That's a testament to how good you are at your job. Two years younger than me, and you're considered the world's greatest detective. All praise aside, that's amazing."

Our drinks came; tea and coffee, respectively. Ana prepares her tea while I place my sugar and creamer in my coffee as we both stir.

"Hey, Ana," I call my... Date? This is a date, isn't it? It just dawned on me that it was. Anyway...

"Hmm?"

"You wanna be my partner?" I ask her out of the blue.

That made her double-take sipping her tea. "Are you serious, Koga?"

"Very serious," I breathe in and out to pace myself. "Look, I care for you a lot. The feeling may not be mutual, but I do want the best for you. I don't want to leave Egypt only to hear the news that you were KIA a day, week, or month later. We both have full lives to live. The benefits of working for the military are great, but is that really what you want to spend the rest of your life doing?"

My words were loud enough just for her to hear despite the scattered chatter of the other patrons balancing out our conversation well enough.

Ana took a sip of her tea before placing the mug down. "I... I don't know, Koga. I'd love to, but as you said, there are a lot of benefits from serving, especially in my rank."

Admittedly, that's what I expected to hear.

"But I'll consider it for you. I enjoyed being your partner for this case. Give me a day or two to think it over," she clarified.

"That's all I ask of you, Ana. Thanks." I take a sip of my coffee before moving to add more sugar to it.

Ana laughs. "Quite the sweet tooth you have there, ya Amar." (my Moon)

The rest of the time here was spent with casual conversation. After finishing our drinks, we left as the sun started to set.

"I enjoyed myself, ya Amar," Ana spoke. "We should go our separate ways for now."

"Okay. I'll see you later, Ana." I turn to head to my lodge.

"Wait, one more thing before you go."

I turn around, and when I do so... oh boy.

Ana was holding mistletoe over her head, her smile revealing every intention she had.

"Are you familiar with the custom?"

"Enlighten me, Ana," I answer sarcastically.

"If there are two people under a mistletoe plant, they must kiss - a Christmas custom. So..." She leans closer to my mouth, her voice in a whisper. "Kiss me goodbye, ya Amar."

"As you wish."

We close the distance for a warm, passionate kiss decorated by the sunset. As I move to separate, Ana eliminates the space by capturing my lips again for a lustful kiss as she pushes her chest against mine with a bit of aggression. I felt her wrap her arms over my shoulders, her moans slithering into my ears.

Finally, we separate, though I had reservations about doing so. Ana licks my upper lip before biting her bottom one. "Better yet... Take me home, ya Amar."

"Sure, Ana. Lead the way." I said as she practically dragged me back to her place.

A bit different, this take, right?

Ana is more aggressive with her words. Hell, Koga already had the idea of locking it down by asking her to be his detective partner. I wonder what would happen there? The mistletoe was a bit cliché, but I felt it worked well there. Otherwise, I think this scene was better than Pharah's. But how will it fare against my number one pick, Chizuru Kagura, heir of the Yata Mirror?

Let's see!

I arrive at the Kagura estate drenched since it was raining hard on the way here. I already said my goodbyes to Ben and Yao as they went back to China and Hong Kong. Yet, I had one final stop before heading back to Castle Town, paying my second client a visit.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Who is it?" My client's voice inquires.

"It's Koga. May I come in?"

"Oh, of course! Give me a minute."

The intercom cut off. Looking out from the front lawn, I see the rain was coming down harder than earlier. I'm practically a wet rat now. The door opened, and there stood my client... Chizuru Kagura, in her usual attire.

"Koga. It's good to see you." She gasps at the dreary weather before taking in my appearance. "You're drenched! I see I didn't account for the practically torrential rain. My apologies. Do come in."

Kagura-chan cleared some space for me to come inside. I start taking my coat off, but I'm wet and decide to put it back on.

"You can hang your coat up."

I glance at the hangar and see that she has coats already hung up. I can't tell what they're made of, but they're probably expensive. "Oh, that's not necessary."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure as I don't think you want me around for too long. You probably have a lot of things to do," I reassure.

She places both hands on her hips. "I'm currently free at the moment. You won the KOF XIII, so I was hoping that you'd at least celebrate. You must've already gotten the spoils from the Bernsteins. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to leave."

I keep forgetting that she hosted the tournament in '96.

"I already celebrated with my teammates, and we went our separate ways. I'm here you to confirm that Saiki was stopped."

"Well, I know that you defeated Saiki because..."

Kagura-chan disappears in a teal flash. The next thing I know, my coat's being removed by her from behind.

"I got my powers back a few hours ago and applaud you for a job well done. But you shouldn't be in a rush to go back home. Stay here awhile, I insist."

I help her remove my coat as she hangs it up in a nearby closet. "You at least need to dry off before you go." She leads me to the kitchen. "This way. Do you drink, Koga-san?"

"I do partake once in a while," I reply, taking a seat on the barstool.

"Good. I hope you don't mind some champagne in celebration of your second KOF victory as a thank you for helping me snap out of Botan's control." She pours two glasses. "I take it that you gave the trophy to one of your teammates?"

"Yeah, I gave it to Ben. His kid, I had a feelin', would enjoy flaunting it to her friends," I answer.

"How considerate of you." Kagura-chan hands me a glass. "A toast to you, Koga-san."

"Thank you, Kagura-chan." We clink glasses as I take a sip.

"Shall we move to the couch?" She offers. "It's more comfortable than that seat."

"Sure, after you."

Kaguru-chan smiles before leading me to the couch, each of us taking a seat. She scoots closer next to me. We take a couple of more sips before putting our glasses down. "So, Koga-san. Do you have plans for the foreseeable future?"

"I'm not in a rush to go back home. I like to get my cases done as soon as possible, so I can take a few days to relax before heading back. I love my siblings, but they drive me nuts sometimes."

"Your twin included?"

"Tea least of all. We've been working together the longest out of my older sister and younger brother. She knows when to leave me the hell alone and vice versa. Being twins gives us a secondary ability to know when we want the other around."

"I was like that with Maki before she passed. But since you're free, perhaps we can spend some time together," Kaguru pitches. "Get something to eat, catch a film?"

"Those sound like date ideas, Kagura-chan."

"Chizuru," she corrects me. "And they are. I want to go out with you, which couldn't be more obvious. Test the waters a little to see where things go. Unless you aren't interested?"

"No, not at all. I'd love to do that, Chizuru."

"Then what's wrong? I think we've reached that point, and I didn't peg you to be disinterested. Otherwise, you wouldn't have flirted with me. Tell me... what troubles you?"

"I'm..." I start but hesitate, searching for the right way to say this without offending her. "Chizuru, you're beautiful beyond what I thought was possible. I love your attitude toward your job and duty, along with your caring nature." My compliments cause her to blush. "Yet I'm... Afraid."

"You being afraid is something I thought I'd never hear." Chizuru gazes into my eyes, a hand atop mine. "What can you possibly be afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of committing to you," I reveal.

Her face was wrack in confusion. "What?"

"You have more enemies than I do, and that's saying something because people want me to die. Hell, Mature nearly killed me before we fought in the finals. Then we have Vice and the rest of the Hakkeshu added with the Four Heavenly Kings. I wouldn't know what I'd do if I got word that you were murdered. I'd either shut down or lose it altogether."

"But Vice and Mature can only stay in the mortal plane for a limited time, and every member of the Four Heavenly Kings is dead. Even if they were to return, I could handle them now because I have my powers back. Being possessed by Botan was my only mistake, but you fixed that for me."

"But-" I try to voice.

"But nothing, Koga. I can handle myself. I'm not asking you to be there for me every hour of every day. Only to be more intimate with me. Hold me, hug me, kiss me," Chizuru lists before blushing. "Make love to me."

Now it's my turn to blush. Chizuru erases the distance, leaning against me.

"Then promise me this, Chizuru."

"Anything."

"Promise you won't let yourself get killed over the Orochi Seal."

"You underestimate my dedication, Koga. I have my duties as the Yata Mirror's guardian, but if I had to relinquish it to be with you, then I will look for another guardian. That's how much I want to be with you."

Chizuru became emboldened and began pushing me down on the couch. Her hands feel heavenly over my chest, caressing wherever she desires. I couldn't help but let out a low rumble, turned on by her advances.

"Stay with me, please." Our noses touch, Chizuru's breath tickling my mouth. "I will sacrifice near anything to make this come true."

"Chizuru..." I softly spoke her name.

Unable to wait any longer, Chizuru brought our lips together, her touch so delicate and soft. My hands move with a mind of their own, memorizing her spine in great detail before going underneath her blouse.

We separate as I caress her face, Chizuru doing nothing to stop me. I brush her lips with my thumb as that blush of hers returns. She offers me her hand. Depending on what I do next will seal our fate. I place my hand on top of hers, Chizuru's face brightening.

She stands and pulls me off the couch, slowly guiding me to her bedroom. We share another kiss, this one deeper than before. I take advantage of her vulnerable state to pin Chizuru against the nearest wall, her longing moan telling me all I needed to know. I feel her submit her body in surrender before lifting her by the thighs. Our kiss turns passionate, almost desperate. The longer we have these clothes on, the more likely we'll tear them off each other.

"Koga," Chizuru spoke in a rasping breath, doing quick work to remove my shirt. "Make love to me."

Getting her gist, I began attacking her neck before unconsciously unbutton the blouse to expose her black bra. "Yes, my lovely."

Man, that one was emotional.

Koga being afraid of commitment? That's a first among any of my OCs, if I recall correctly. Plus, Chizuru isn't as aggressive as the other pairings used in the challenge so far. She pushes but doesn't overstep, making her intentions clear though she can handle rejection. However, if something can work, she'll fight for it.

Just ask Kyo and Iori. Those two are ready to kill each other all the time, but if Chizuru says to knock it off and work together, they almost always comply. 2003 was the only exception since Kyo became a hardass. Then she got possessed and lost her powers afterward. Way to go, Kyo, you fucking punk. He learned his lesson since he's teaming with her and Iori in KOF XV (Hyped af)

Lastly, the #4 pick, Kawakami. I wonder how this scene is gonna go in compared to the others.

Let's see.

"Kawakami-san? You here?" I call for my roommate.

"Yeah, I'm here, Koga," the teacher answers as she reveals herself. "How was work?"

"Shit." I sit down. "Besides putting that little twerp Akechi in his place, I didn't get much done. There is little Nijima-san, and I can get to because her superior officers refuse to give us the information or the okay needed."

"But shutting Akechi up made you happy?" Kawakami asks before sitting next to me. "Then there's a win in there, despite how awful everything else was."

I nod. "Yeah, you're right, Kawakami-san. How about you? How was school today?"

She groans in dissatisfaction.

"Not good if I'm allowed to guess?"

"Ugh, Ms. Chouno has been on my ass nonstop about how much time I've been spending with my students."

"How's that a problem? Especially after you quit the maid service?"

"Because she always has to find something to bitch about." Kawakami-san stands up. "I'm getting a beer. You want one?"

"No, thanks."

I get up to hang my coat up, still thinking how adamant the officers are in not giving Nijima or me anything to help with the case. "Wait, she's bitchy for the sake of bein' bitchy?"

"Exactly. I'm trying my best to ignore her. Your problem is more serious than mine without question," she admitted. "Why would they not help you in helping you do your job? Even if the justice system is that cutthroat, doesn't everyone get a paycheck if the case is solved?"

"Only if they involve themselves, and this was deemed an 'impossible case' by the Commissioner. So if the case is a flop, all involved would have to take a hit and a fall." That's when it dawned on me. "Is it too late for that beer Kawakami-san?"

She takes out two beers. "No, but why change your mind now?"

I sit back down on the couch as I huff in annoyance. "I'm working a case for a corrupt Precinct. They gave Nijima an impossible case because some of the other officers want her spot as the force's head detective. They're not gonna help in hopes that we'll fail. Then they're gonna try and end each other's careers to take her spot."

The near thought leaves me visibly annoyed as it took me this long for me to realize.

Kawakami-san hands me my beer. "That's legal?"

"Sadly, it is. This is why I'm a freelance Detective. That, and it pays better than being one for a Precinct. Speaking of pay, when's rent due?"

"We're in a house, not an apartment, Koga. We pay a mortgage, and it's not due until the end of the year. Even if the precinct's corrupt, they can't openly tamper with another team's case... Can they?"

"Not directly, but they can eavesdrop on what either of us learns and uses that to make sure we can't get much done, if at all." That brought forth the second realization. "Which means there's a mole in the force."

"You figured that from one conversation with me? We've been chatting for a few minutes."

"Sadayo, think about it. We have asked nearly every officer and detective in the precinct to help. They've all said no, adamantly, I might add. That soon spread to the entire precinct, so no one will help us. Every time we talk about a potential lead and confront the suspect, they're dead with a bullet wound in the head. The only people who know about that are those in the precinct, the same that refuses to help us," I review everything I know with her. "And we haven't been loud with sharing our info either, meaning the snoop has bugged our discussion room. At least I know now. Thanks, Sadayo," I say before pecking her cheek and finishing my beer, tossing the can in the trash. "I'm headin' to bed."

"Wait a second," Kawakami-san calls for me. "You knew my name this whole time?"

"Of course, I knew your name. I call you by your last name since you're my elder."

"Elder!?" She repeats with anger. "Says Mr. Best Detective in the World?"

"I'm 23, Sadayo. Last time I checked, a Bachelor's wasn't what's needed to teach High School Students. So you have to be older than me," I deduce with ease.

She was not happy about that. "A Bachelor's is the minimum requirement. but an extra two years are needed if you wish to teach a specific subject."

"Meaning you proved me right since you have to at least be 24 to finish all that. Unless you graduated a year ahead of your class. Even then, you've been teaching at Shujin for at least three since you said you saw three graduation ceremonies," I conclude. "Which still makes you at least 24."

"..." Kawakami silently pouts with a blush. "I'm 30."

"See? This is why I get paid the big bucks," I say with a sarcastic sense of victory.

Kawakami huffs, still fuming that I called her my elder. "How in the hell do women like you?"

"Because, Sadayo. I take my job seriously when I'm on the clock, can hold my liquor, and I'm engaging to talk to. Why else did we hold a conversation like this despite the topic of discussion bein' that you're seven years older than me?" I challenge as I got in her face despite the fact she's still sitting on the couch.

Kawakami blushes hard from the lack of distance between our faces.

I relent before apologizing. "I'm sorry if I offended you."

She scoffed. "Tch. You're lucky you're cute, on top of being good at your job. I can't pay the mortgage with my salary."

"If I'm lucky to be cute, then you wouldn't have mentioned it when you brought up the mortgage," I point out as I sat down next to her.

"If you're gonna use your tongue to prove me wrong, you should use it for something else," Sadayo remarks.

Her blush became the darkest it's ever been since we started living together.

I raise an eyebrow. "Like what?"

She smirks at my inquiry. "Like this."

Sadayo then plants a deep french kiss on my lips. I return and challenge her tongue with my own, the sloppy noises motivation enough for us to continue. She lands on top of me as she guides my hands in discarding her striped shirt, revealing a white bra. We finally separate before pecking one last time.

"I wasn't expecting that," I admit.

"Good. You want to do this?" She asks before lining kisses along my jawline.

"Sadayo, you're the one who helped me take your shirt off," I answers.

We were both slightly annoyed with the other right now. Sadayo didn't respond, only smirking at me. She wants me to say it out loud.

"Yes, Sadayo. I want to fuck your brains out!" I gave her what she wanted though not in the exact phrasing she expected.

She blushes. "G-Good. Take us upstairs so I can suck your dick."

"Fine," I say before we begin a sloppier second round of lip-locking.

And that's the last one.

A far cry from the last three, but I still had fun writing it. Kawakami challenged Koga's presence more than Chizuru but is more skilled and bold to accept that they're a couple now. That's because she said 'us' instead of 'me' upstairs. She's also more perverted than the others, practically tossing her shirt aside before sex was guaranteed. But Koga was all for it since he does like women who know what they want.

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I'll see you all later.