Hey everyone! I hope you're all doing well and being safe. I'm back earlier than I expected I would be, but that's probably for the best.

Recap: in the last chapter, Haqua has been convinced to help in the... debauchery, and is making the potion with the help of some of the girls... namely: Akari, Kanon, Minami, Sumire, Jun and Mio. The rest of the girls are kinda chilling and chatting, while Keima is getting some individual tutoring from Hinoki with the help of Eri and Kusunoki.

Also, we have 12 tally marks on the board now... that doesn't matter too much, but the board got updated the last time.

Anyhoo, onto the story... please enjoy:

"So," Yui pressed her hands on Nikaidou's desk, "does anyone have anything that they'd like to debate or discuss before 'The Forum God Only Knows'?"

Ayumi, Chihiro, Nanaka, Tenri, Shiori and Tsukiyo sat in the five closest seats, looking a little bemused. Tsukiyo and Chihiro raised their hand. Yui indicated for Tsukiyo to speak.

"What is with the name?" Tsukiyo raised an eyebrow.

"Katsuragi's nickname is 'the fallen god', so maybe it's because of that," Chihiro shrugged.

"Yes, that and the fact that Keima-kun has to be a sex god if so many girls want to stick around here," Yui responded. Ayumi snorted in agreement.

"Ok, do we get any say in the name?" Nanaka wondered.

"If you have another suggestion, sure," Yui agreed, "but the name isn't important."

"The Forum for Academic Pursuits…" Tsukiyo heard a soft voice next to her. She let out an undignified loud peal of laughter, which of course, earned her a look from all the surrounding girls.

"Shiori has a great suggestion," Tsukiyo hid her mouth behind her hand, trying to compose herself, "you should hear it."

As could be expected from the shy librarian, she turned a pale pink and hid behind her hand as well.

"I-it wasn't anything that funny," Shiori pulled her hand away slightly, "I just said that it could be the Forum for Academic Pursuits."

It took a moment for it to sink in, but the three other girls snorted as well.

"Having fun with acronyms, I see," Ayumi laughed, "I like this name better."

"Exactly… I'd love to be part of the F.A.P. girls," Chihiro nudged Nanaka, who was looking off elsewhere, "which do you prefer, Haibara?"

For a moment, Nanaka turned towards her with a troubled look, but she returned to the conversation so fast that she was certain that she imagined it.

"Fappin' for tha win!" Nanaka grinned, "we all gotta see some of tha', don't we, Tenri?"

"It is a healthy habit once in a while," Tenri agreed, "it's a fun name."

"Well, I guess the forum has spoken," Yui laughed, "so do we have some actual business to discuss?"

She picked Chihiro, who had her arm up again.

"Can you explain why you're the chairperson?"

While the 2B Pencils bantered about it, Nanaka pulled her skirt down as far as she could, but she still felt uncomfortable. She had noticed a few minutes ago that her panties weren't under her tights, and it made her feel vulnerable… it was rubbing at strange points sometimes…

Was this how Kanon had felt when Nanaka had had her panties? That might explain why she was horny enough to…

Damn, she had to stop thinking about it!

Nanaka took a breath as she clenched her palms… her and Kanon would get to talk about this soon. Then she'd know what had happened with her underwear… except that might be the least of their problems which would have to be unpacked.

"You know, I'm kinda surprised about something…" Keima mused as he sat on the bed. For how big the room felt before, it was cramped with Eri and Hinoki sprawled on the bed, and Kusunoki gingerly sitting on the edge.

"What is it, Nii-sama?" Eri asked curiously.

"Why are you guys okay with this!?" he threw his hands up, "this is so messed up!"

"But this makes perfect sense… we'd both be with people who we can touch…"

"But we're still in the same room with people we can't touch!" Keima folded his arms, "even if I won't be looking at Eri, I can still hear her getting…" his grumbling trailed off, but the blush on his cheek did make it abundantly clear.

Eri sat up.

"It's alright, Nii-sama," she responded firmly, "even though I rewrote the world to be your sister, I haven't succeeded…" Keima cocked his head to the side, "do you remember what you told me the first time we talked about it… at the game shop last year?"

"Vaguely…" he scratched his head, "about how sisters are in games. The BMW model?"

"Exactly!" Eri smiled, "We're related by blood, and I'll always adore you as my Nii-sama… but we don't have memories outside of the last year. Okaa-sama and Otoo-sama may remember us when we were younger, but we don't."

"So by your standards, Eri-chan can't be your proper sister," Hinoki concluded, "that's all the more reason to be okay with this, isn't it?"

"I mean, we could argue this, but…"

"Then we'll never do this again!" Eri glared at him, "but I want this memory, and I want you here…"

Keima was taken aback, but Eri's expression melted into something softer.

"I want to keep making memories with you, Nii-sama…" she said quietly, "like us fighting over the bathroom… or me making food for you… or you helping me study… or us walking home after a Kanon concert… but I want this too…"

Eri looked up at him, her eyes firm and determined. Keima nodded wordlessly, running a hand through his hair.

"We can do this on one condition," he turned to Hinoki, "I'm not going to look at her, so you have to describe what you are doing."

"That seems reasonable," she nodded, "you can sit with your back to us…"

"And me?" Kusunoki asked.

"It's up to you," the older sister shrugged, "though maybe it might be better that you watch and then you can advise him when you're alone together afterwards."

A dusting of pink appeared on Kusunoki's cheek, but she didn't argue. Rather, she glanced at Keima, who was playing with his fingers.

"Nee, Kusunoki," Hinoki spoke, noticing where her eyes were looking, "you're okay with this, right?"

"Yeah, I think so…" Kusunoki sighed, "sex is something you need to know for adulthood, so I may as well get a headstart…"

"But Keima… are you fine with him being your first?"

"W-we're not going that far," Kusunoki protested, her cheeks darkening, "but even so… Katsuragi has always had our best interests at heart… he's the only one I'd trust with this."

"That's good," Hinoki placed a hand on her shoulder, "just relax and enjoy yourself… that's what this time is about."

Kusunoki frowned suddenly.

"Will he enjoy it too?"

"I guarantee that he will," Hinoki smiled fondly, hugging her sister's shoulders, "helping someone reach their climax has its own satisfaction, you know?"

"I guess now I know."

"Attagirl, listen to your sister," she pulled away, "come on, Eri-chan… we should get started now."

"So, step one…" Hinoki announced, "is to make sure that your partner is comfortable and in the mood… as you've probably figured out, the mindset you have during sex and outside sex are very different, so you both have to be considerate of that before you proceed further."

Kusunoki glanced around the bed, where all four of them were sitting. Hinoki was facing Eri with one leg over the side, and Eri was properly seated on the bed. Keima and Kusunoki were on the other side, the boy looking away, while she tentatively watched over to the other two.

Or rather, she watched Eri's nervously giggle as Hinoki looked at her.

"So how do you get that mood, Aneue?" Kusunoki asked.

"Generally, a couple would be kissing already and would be part of the way there, but that's because the lips are one of many erogenous zones…"

"It is?" Keima piped up.

"Obviously, how long and how deep the kiss is does play into the effectiveness of it, but I'm ignoring that for this demonstration… you already know how to kiss, anyway."

Kusunoki smiled as Keima blushed. He was most likely remembering the time Hinoki did learn about that about him.

"No… we'll be talking about some other erogenous zones."

Eri gulped as Hinoki met her eyes.

"Do you know what an erogenous zone is, Eri-chan?"

"I-I don't think so," the younger Katsuragi squeaked, "is it a place which feels good to touch?"

"Nearly right," Hinoki leaned over to her ear and whispered, her lips brushing them, "it's a place which feels good to be touched."

Eri's body froze as her breath sounded in her ears, followed by the heat rising to her cheeks. She could only look stunned as Hinoki moved away.

"Beyond the lips, there are various other spots which are visible, such as the ears, the forehead, the neck, the wrists, behind the knees… there are some others which are less visible, but we'll leave them for now…"

Eri could feel her heartbeat as Hinoki looked at her. The younger Katsuragi wanted to pull her eyes away, but that stunned feeling had yet to disappear. Hinoki smiled and moved to her ear again.

"Just close your eyes and imagine whoever you want," she whispered, lips brushing the soft cartilidge. Eri gasped, squeezing her eyes shut.

"Of course, the first reaction of sex when you're inexperienced is to panic and be stressed, so it's very important to be patient and let them get comfortable… it's more about the emotional connection… after that is made, the physical connection will come much easier…"

For a few moments, it was quiet.

"W-what is she doing?" Keima whispered to Kusunoki. He didn't get a response for a few moments, so he turned to look at her, "Kusunoki?"

"O-oh…" the girl looked back at him, her cheeks pink, "Aneue is… relaxing her…"

Keima bristled as he felt the bed shift.

"Eri-chan is lying down now," Hinoki explained, "there are obviously many positions available, but lying down with your head and knees elevated is a classically good one, so that's what we're going for now."

Keima squeezed his palm, trying not to imagine it.

"So do you want to know how to change the mood–"

"No…" Keima responded abruptly, "I-I know how to do that."

"Alrighty then," Keima could hear the smile in her voice, "so now the question is… what will you do about the clothes?"

"T-the clothes…" Keima repeated, his voice went higher.

"To be honest, it isn't something to worry about," Hinoki admitted, "the mood can shift either way, and it's more important that you can keep your cool when you're removing clothes."

"A-alright…" Keima nodded, "I can do that."

"Now, Eri-chan…" Hinoki asked, "as this is a test run, do you want to remain clothed?"

For a moment, Eri paused, watching her older brother freeze up at the question. Not that she was one to talk… she could feel her heart stop for a few beats until it resumed in uneven bumps.

Her head spun as the realisation hit her about what was going to happen. She vaguely remembered that one smut book which probably wasn't supposed to be in the library, but this was a whole different ballgame. Hinoki was going to touch her in a way that she'd never touched herself until today… and Nii-sama was here…

Admittedly, when Eri had met him a year ago, her feelings did go beyond admiration… there was that small part which felt jealous when Keima would kiss other girls to chase out the Loose Spirit.

She knew she had the better deal though… she would never forget about Nii-sama, and she always had a comfortable distance from him. She learnt how to be happy with that much.

"Nee, Eri-chan?" Eri turned to look at Hinoki, who had a look of concern on her face, "are you alright?"

"Yeah," Eri nodded, "just thinking about it."

"Coz we don't have to go thr–" her words cut as Eri suddenly closed the distance between them, pressing their lips together. Hinoki froze for a moment before molding their lips together properly and kissing back. They didn't linger for long.

Hinoki had kissed enough people to notice how different that kiss was… that was her first kiss, and she was certainly more innocent than most people. Heck, she probably didn't even know that kissing was more than just pressing mouths together. She had a sweet smile on her face as her hands curled around the blanket.

"W-what's with that?" Hinoki looked slightly bewildered.

"I'm happy," Eri beamed, "that no one will forget about Nii-sama anymore."

The older Kasuga turned to Keima.

"No, we won't," Eri's smile was infectious. She didn't understand why Eri said that, but she could tell that it was something meaningful… possibly for them both.

Kusunoki was equally lost at what she was seeing, but she could feel her heart squeeze…

It was surprisingly tender.

"Though that doesn't answer my question," Hinoki reminded.

"I don't mind either way," Eri lay down, "we'll just go with the mood."

Hinoki paused as she looked down at Eri. Even before beginning, she could tell that this was going to be something special, even through her years of experience.

"Sounds good," Hinoki squeezed her shoulder before moving down her arm, softly brushing her fingertips down Eri's arm. When she reached the younger girl's palm, she pushed her hand down, weaving their fingers together.

Eri's eye's widened as Hinoki's head stopped just above hers.

"But first, let me teach you to kiss," she closed the distance once more.

Keima felt himself bristle as he heard Eri moan behind him. He quickly slapped his hands over his ears.

Still, the damage was already done, and the hormones were awake enough that he could feel the blood rushing down.

Oh fuck, this was such a bad idea!

Kusunoki seemed stuck between not looking and looking at whatever was happening behind him, and between her leg shifting and blush, she was clearly feeling the heat too.

Still, behind the electric mood, Hinoki continued to give tips when she could keep her lips off Eri. Kusunoki turned to Keima, who was taking deep breaths, his fingers nervously playing on his lap. The younger Kasuga leaned towards him.

"Oi, Katsuragi…" she whispered, "you listening?"

What she didn't expect was for him to jump in his seat, his hands slamming down.

"W-what?" Keima looked at her.

"Aneue was saying that teasing the inner thigh…" her voice trailed off as her eyes drifted down. Even with his hands pressed firmly down, it was clear what he was hiding, and Keima could tell that she'd knew exactly what it was.

That smirk from before graced Kusunoki's face.

"You're a weak one, aren't you?" she whispered. Keima felt the hair on his neck rise.

"I-I can't help it," he pulled back as he felt Kusunoki inch closer. His senses were on high alert, and any more…

"K-Keima-kun," he froze as a voice outside called, "I-I'm sorry to disturb, but I need to talk to you urgently."

Oh, thank god!

Keima jumped up suddenly, beelining to the door as he tried not to look at anything in the room. Kanon jumped as Keima burst out, gasping for air.

"Help me!" he groaned.

It took a minute, some fresh air on the balcony, and a few sips from Kanon's water bottle for Keima to calm down. Still, Kanon waited patiently for it, her back towards him as she looked out to the dusky sky. He wasn't sure if she was doing it on purpose, but he was relieved that she wasn't looking at him or his boner which was most of the way down.

"Are you feeling better now, Keima-kun?" Kanon asked. He shrugged.

"Ah well," Kanon sighed, "I'm sure it's fine if you take a few minutes to recuperate," she laughed lightly, "at least it's only one girl, rather than three girls."

"I'd probably be able to handle tutoring two girls," Keima sighed, "it's my sister who's the landmine in the room."

"Because she's killing the vibe?"

"Because she isn't!" Keima groaned, his head falling between his legs, "what pervert gets a hard-on from hearing their sister moan?"

Kanon paused, all the pieces suddenly starting to make sense.

"You know that's supposed to happen, right?" she looked at him, "most people aren't ever in a situation like that with their sibling, but you're a heterosexual guy, so that's just your body acting normally…"

"I mean… yeah…" he frowned, "but she's my sister. My mind should be stronger than that!" Kanon grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face her.

"Stop that," she stared him straight in the eye, "I know that you're strong… if it's restraint you want, you're just going to need to focus and practice."

"O-okay…" he mumbled, turning away. While Kanon wasn't convinced, she let go of his shoulders and took a deep breath, "it's a lesson, right?"

"Yeah," Keima agreed.

"Then treat it like that," she looked at him, "concentrate… take notes of everything you hear and use it when you need it."

Keima gave her a shocked look and Kanon smiled.

"That's what it's about, isn't it?" she clasped her fingers on her lap, "we're learning to be better at this."

"We are," her sweet smile was infectious, "that's a good idea."

"I'm glad," she leant her head on her clasped hands on the wall of the classroom, "I'm sure you'll figure it out…"

Unlike her… she still didn't know what to do about Nanaka…

"Though Kanon," the idol turned to face him, who was looking at her curiously, "why did you call me?"

Her brain blanked for a moment as she had to remember herself.

"It was for Haqua-san…" she scratched her temple, "the potion she's making needs your DNA."

"Oh…" Keima trailed off, his eyebrows furrowing, "what kind of DNA?"

"You know… blood… spit… hai–"

"Semen!?" Keima suddenly exclaimed. Then his eyes widened as his words caught up with him. Kanon attemped to hold in her laughter, but it burst out as his expression changed.

"We'll get to that part later," Kanon laughed, "that's what the potion is supposed to be for."

Keima blushed as her mirth continued.

"Okay, okay… not that!" he mumbled, his face averting to his lap. Kanon couldn't help but continue.

"You're so cute," Kanon laugh sobered a little bit as her own thoughts came back. This was great… she was attracted to Keima, right?

"I'm not cute," Keima grumbled.

"Really," Kanon smirked, "if you weren't cute, would I be doing this?"

"Doing wha–" he looked up just in time to see the view in front of him change and feel a soft pressure on his lips. He paused for a moment before closing his eyes and returning the kiss.

While the positioning was a little awkward, it felt nice for Kanon. Her hands slid around his neck and into his hair, both of which were a pleasant warmth. In turn, he curled one arm around her waist and pulled her closer, and his other hand weaved into her pink hair, releasing the soft scent of her strawberry shampoo.

She pulled away after a few seconds, bringing her fist into her lap and opening it. She smiled broadly.

"See," she spoke, and Keima turned to her, bemused, "now you don't have to worry about it anymore," she held up two fingers pinched like a claw.

Between those fingers were two strands of brown hair. Keima sighed deeply.

"Was that why you kissed me?" he asked, disappointed.

"And because I wanted to…" she grinned. Keima brightened up a little, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was a bit off…

How suddenly the kiss had started and ended… how he couldn't see her eyes behind that smile.

"Though you can head back inside now," Kanon turned to him, her eyes visible again, "I'll go get this to Haqua-san."

Keima hesitated for a moment but nodded. He was sure that he hadn't imagined it, but either way, he couldn't spend a lot of time with Kanon now. He'd remember this for later.

"Thanks for your help," Keima stood up, "I'll return the favour when I can."

"No problem," she smiled as she stood up, "just bring your A-game for when we get to spend some time together."

"Of course," he gave her a sweet smile, "I'll see you later then."

"Sure," Kanon closed her fist over the hair, "later then."

She watched Keima quickly fetch a notebook from his bag then return behind the curtain, before turning back to the railing and sighing into the orange sky.

Everything about Keima was comforting and warm… why was she craving that fire and electricity that she felt around Nanaka?

"Sorry about the wait," Keima apologised as soon as he entered the curtain, "Kanon needed my help with Haqua's potion."

"It's alright, Nii-sama," Eri responded brightly, "Hinoki-san was teaching me and Kusunoki-san a few things while you you were gone."

"On what?" Keima wondered. Looking at them, everyone was decent, although Eri had her school jacket open, revealing the pastel pink shirt underneath it.

"On what the erogenous points a boy has," Kusunoki responded, a crafty smile appearing on her face. Keima bristled again, but he tried not to let it show on his face.

"It's nice that everyone wants to learn," he responded coolly, "so shall we continue for now?"

"I thought that you were bothered by Eri-chan?" Hinoki responded. Keima shrugged.

"Kanon helped me get some perspective," he held up his notebook, "if I treat it like a lesson, I won't be bothered."

Hinoki smiled approvingly

"I like your resolve, Keima," Hinoki responded, "I'm more for practical lessons, but you can learn the way that you like."

"So let's continue then," Keima plopped himself down cheerily, back facing them again, "no time to waste."

The three girls traded a look but shrugged. They were a bit short on time anyway.

"So Eri and I agreed to go on a half-naked route…" Hinoki said after a moment of silence, "so I'm going to unbutton her shirt."

Keima swallowed slightly but nodded, opening his notebook and picking up his pen.

"So how to continue from there is completely your choice, but it's worth thinking about the balance of your touches."

"Balance?" Keima wondered.

"Just knowing where and how much to touch, basically," Hinoki responded, "it has to feel good, but keep enough distance that they beg for more."

Keima noted that down, trying to ignore the hiss Eri released.

"Oh, and you also want to get the bra off before they lie down," Hinoki added, "it's just better to have that access early, and it's just harder when the girl is lying down."

"Take… off… bra…" Keima repeated, "though how do you get it off with one hand?"

"I would suggest not doing it like that," Hinoki shrugged, "you have to push both clasps towards each other to unhook it, so doing it with one hand is needlessly difficult."

"I don't think I've ever unclasped my bra with a single hand," Kusunoki added her two cents, "though I have done it with no hands."

Keima turned to the younger Kasuga questioningly.

"By mistake."

"I think every girl can relate to that," Hinoki agreed, "but that's besides the point. As long as your hands aren't shaking too badly, you can easily slip both hands under the girl's shirt… and unclasp the bra."

Keima bristled at the moan he heard with those last three words, but he quickly wrote down what he heard, his handwriting messier than usual from his jumpy hands.

"Are you sure that you'll be able to read that?" Kusunoki asked, as she glanced over his shoulder, "there's no point writing this if you won't be able to –"

"I wouldn't worry about that, dear sister," Hinoki interrupted, "he's absorbing now, and soon he won't even need the paper."

"It's still better to write it," Keima tried to neaten the most recent part, "I forgot about those… erogenous zones, I think… that Hinoki mentioned before I left the room."

"That's no good, Keima," Hinoki chastised, "you have to know where to touch to get her raring and ready to go."

"Sorry," he muttered, "I wasn't really concentrating as well before."

"That's alright," the older Kasuga exclaimed, "I can refresh your memory in a way that you won't forget."

"I don't like the sounds of that…" Keima muttered, but Hinoki ignored him.

"Please lie down, Eri-chan…"

"O…kay…" Eri took her eyes off Keima and hesitantly flattened herself. What did Nii-sama mean, he didn't like the sound of this?

Everything that Hinoki had done so far had felt really nice for her.

"What are you going to do, Hinoki-san? She asked. Hinoki smiled mysteriously.

"Close your eyes, Eri-chan," she whispered, "don't want to overload your senses here."

Eri made a confused sound, but Hinoki sat up next to her, turning to Keima.

"Just listen for the difference, and Kusunoki will tell you exactly what I'm doing…" she smirked, "and be sure to whisper it, so you don't disturb me and Eri-chan."

Kusunoki stood up in angry embarrassment, but Keima folded his arms, getting the first word in.

"What are you playing at, Hinoki?" he scrunched the blanket under his palms, "do you not want me to write my notes?"

"On the contrary," Hinoki answered with a straight face, "I want to show you in such a way that you'll remember it, regardless of whether you write it or not. This is just a test to see how well you can focus."

Eri watched as Hinoki looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Or rather, it's wrong to call this the test. This is just the lesson. There will be a test at the end to see how much you've learned."

"A test," Keima repeated.

"With my beloved sister," she indicated to Kusunoki, "if you can impress her with all you've learned, then you'll have passed Hinoki-sensei's individual class."

"And if he doesn't?" the samurai girl asked.

"Then Keima and I will be having our own remedial classes," Hinoki grinned from ear to ear, and Kusunoki facepalmed. She turned to Keima, who was smirking now.

"That is an interesting challenge you bring up, Hinoki-sensei…" he laughed confidently, "but when there's a challenge with girls, I will never fail."

"As expected of Nii-sama," Eri suddenly sat up and clapped, but she fell silent under Hinoki's suddenly stern gaze.

"You might be confident, but remember that Kusunoki is your examiner, and she will be judging by what happens now."

"Fine by me," Keima turned to the younger Kasuga and held eye contact, seemingly looking into her soul, "but she is my heroine first and my examiner second… her pleasure will be my highest priority."

Kusunoki gasped and looked away, feeling her stomach flip and her legs lose strength.

"I'll hold you to that then," Hinoki smiled and gently pushed Eri down at her shoulders, "in turn, your sister's pleasure will be my highest priority too..."

Keima swallowed, but determinedly righted his pen, his eyes focussed on his page.

Kusunoki watched him, feeling the determined energy eminate off him, stronger than his galge aura that she'd seen before.

She placed her cool fingers on her cheeks to try and stave off the redness as she readied herself to help Keima and narrate the most embarrassing thing she could ever imagine.

Even with his his eyes and lips wavering in fear, there was nothing weak about his resolve, and she was going to be his strength as well.

Keima grasped the blanket in fists, his eyes closed and his brain willing his boner down, which his notepad was resting on.

This first part was over now… Hinoki had performed her part increasingly well, and Eri, despite her attempts to muffle herself for Keima's sake, still had her mind blown, and he only had so much self control.

"Ne, Katsuragi," Kusunoki nudged him, "your notepad isn't hiding it anymore," Keima looked down and sighed, his hard-on making enough of a slope that the pad just slid off.

"It's fine," he sighed, "I just have to get used to people looking at it."

"And that is exactly right, Keima-kun!" Hinoki responded loudly, "you'll do much better if you learn to embrace the nude form… it's only natural…"

"There's nothing natural about this," he motioned to the room, "and why are you not wearing a shirt?"

Kusunoki made a small noise and covered her eyes, while Hinoki leant on Keima, her naked breasts resting on his head.

"It got hot, so…" she said in a singsong voice, and Keima sighed.

"I did not sign up for this," he massaged his forehead with two fingers, "can I leave now?"

"Nope," she responded in the same tone, "you have to apply your skills on my lovely sister now…"

Next to Hinoki's half-naked form, Eri stirred, her head spinning.

"N-nii-sama!" she suddenly sat up, "I'm so sorry… I tried not to make noise, but Hinoki-san…" her voice trailed off as she remembered that her shirt was undone too, and her polka-dotted panties were around one knee, "that was scary!"

"I don't have any issues with you," Keima tried to speak as calmly as he could, "it's this titty monster who I worry about," he pointed his thumb at the girl on his head.

"Aww, don't be like that," Hinoki whined, "I was going to give you one last piece of advice before I left…"

"Which is?"

"Meh, you'll figure it out… you're a smart boy."

Keima sighed as Hinoki got up.

"Though I expect that you'll be able to tell me this advice by the time you've helped my sister," she gave Keima's shoulder a comforting shake, "otherwise, remedial lessons with me."

"You're really enjoying this, aren't you, Aneue?" Kusunoki mumbled under her breath.

"Indeed I am," Hinoki let out a hearty laugh, "I can't wait to see how Keima-kun can handle a beautiful lady like you."

"Well, it isn't any of your business to see, but thank you for your well wishes," Kusunoki said curtly, "we're limited on time, so it would be appreciated if you put on your shirt and would be on your way."

"You're kicking us out!?" Hinoki hugged Eri to her half-naked person, who tried to wiggle away.

"Basically, yeah..." Kusunoki folded her arms, "this poor boy is going to need therapy after dealing with someone as shameless as you."

"Nii-sama is stronger than that!" Eri was able to pull away and get to her feet and pull up her underwear, "Kusunoki-san is right that we should go, though."

Hinoki looked thoughtful for a moment as a new idea lit up in her head.

"Actually, Eri-chan may have a point," the older Kasuga looked at Kusunoki impassively, "you have to get naked for this session."

"What, no!" Kusunoki's eyes widened, "why would I want to do that!?"

"Because it's my law as teacher," Hinoki clasped her bra and slipped on her blouse without buttoning it, "and if I have to work on having more shame, then you have to be less of a prude... this will be your only way of passing this lesson."

Kusunoki sputtered for a few moments while Keima fiddled with his notebook, his cheeks getting pinker.

"Y-you c-can't keep adding conditions," Kusunoki yelled, "I refuse."

"Y-yeah," Keima said in a small voice, "Kusunoki has to decide for herself."

"Ten... nine... eight..."

It was decided then, to the samurai girl's chagrin.

Ah, poor Kusunoki... you'll never be able to defeat the countdown, will you?

So there you have it... just a bit of banter with the F.A.P. group, and then Eri and Keima both get a little lesson from Hinoki... and I guess Kanon learns a bit about herself as well, so that is going to be interesting.

So yeah... I'm going to try posting a chapter every two weeks for the timebeing... I do have the next chapter ready to go and writing has been going smoother lately, but we will see how that goes for now.

Btw, I'm also thinking that it's about time I make a cover for this story... please leave your ideas in the reviews.

Ghost Man: Heh, you basically called it that Kanon needed his hair. And now she has it, so yay, task is done.

I also noticed that you pointed out a few typos, and that's fair... I do try to reread the chapters before I post but I sometimes miss stuff... will hopefully try editing it someday, but knowing me, I probably won't. Mistakes happen, and you also did paste something into the review that you probably didn't intend to.

Though looking at this, I kinda see that your style of review writing is kinda like Xellos'. You have some text editor open next to the tab and then write as thoughts come to your head. It makes for a more honest review, which I like.

Also, I've decided to make a post-it note for my desktop with all your sexy pro-tips... will hopefully find some places to include them. There is a lot of sexy time still to come.

Hehe... to come... ;)

Xellos540: Phew, you had a lot to say. I really like posting for ya'll, and I'll gladly accept that hug... through the internet though - gotta practice social distancing :D

To be honest, Haqua calling her sensei in that tone was actually intended to be kinda aggressive of her, but you're right. She did spend a fair amount of time as Eri... or wait, she may not have, considering Irene (that was a totally awesome name coincidence you pointed out, btw), maybe she didn't... gah, this is why I don't like time travel!

Lol, I kinda enjoyed it that you said that it was unfair that Haqua sent Keima flying without any protest from the girls, yet you expected Chihiro, Eri and Haqua to beat up Keima about the "crap" joke. To be honest, that's kinda on me... I don't want anyone to beat up Keima... except Haqua and Diana... heh, maybe those two will team up this story.

And yes, that's how you negotiate... Eri is the carrot.

You asked for Jun, and well... she is gonna have a part, coz you wanted it. Anything for my greatest fan. Also, yassss for Kanon and Nanaka... more scenes! More kissing!

Wait, but I can't be so preferential... drats!

Thank you all for reading, and special thanks for the reviews and follows and favourites. It always makes me smile that people are still reading this, and hopefully enjoying it. If you have anything to say or have some idea for the cover picture, please leave me a review.

For now, stay home, stay safe and wash your hands. I love you guys, and will hopefully see you soon.