A little while later, Yuki woke up.

"I don't remember sleeping at the base of a pair of mountains."

She poked Yuriko's breasts. Then she got up and looked at the time.

"It's only been half an hour. Let's head back to the surface."

And back to the surface they went.

"Actually, hold up Yuriko."

"Hmm?"

Yuki put her arm around Yuriko and pulled her in close. Then she took out her phone and took a picture of themselves.

"Now I'll remember how cute we looked today."

She kissed her on the cheek.

"Y-Yuki, there are people around."

"And?"

"They noticed and are starting to surround us."

"Then I guess we'll have to…"

She started posing, showing off her cosplay. She encouraged Yuriko to do the same, which she reluctantly did. To close it off, Yuki did a daring move. She leaned Yuriko back and moved in for a kiss. But stopped just a centimeter away to leave the crowd wanting more.

"Let's get outta here, treehouse style."

She whispered, just before jumping away from the crowd like a Shinobi. Yuriko couldn't wait to get out and jumped away as well, softening her fall with her powers. At the curb, they got into the backseat of an unmarked black sedan and drove off. The car had no driver and was, in fact, automated. Yuki laid on top of Yuriko as they rode.

"You know, I think they've gotten bigger."

"That's because you and Kyosuke keep playing with them."

"Then I wonder how big they can get."

Yuki pulled up Yuriko's blouse and started massaging her breasts.

"Yours feel soft, but I'm not too sure."

She kept playing with them, all the while with a serious look on her face. All Yuriko could do was moan softly as she put up with it.

"I wonder which is better, firm or soft?"

She compared her own to Yuriko's. Then she pressed her chest up against hers.

"Kyosuke would say he'd prefer both, and at the same time too."

"That does sound like him."

They giggled.

"Where is he anyways? Off doing business again?"

"Yep."

"Where does that man go? This is another world, with whom could he possibly have business with?"

The two thought of the possibilities of where he could be and what he's up to. The ideas were outrageous, stemming from temp worker to master infiltrator to the electric company. They had a good time until they reached their stop.

"Oh, what about our outfits?"

"You don't like it?"

"I like it, but I don't think we should enter a police station looking like this."

She sighed.

"Life would be much easier if we could wear what we wanted without consequence."

Yuki muttered as she changed into her uniform, and Yuriko into her sailor uniform.

"Oh, so that's how it is. I have to wear my military officer's uniform and you get to wear a highschool sailor uniform."

"This is my uniform, kind of…"

She squeezed Yuriko's breasts in envy before entering.

Itami was not having a good start to his day. First he couldn't attend the doujinshi event, and now he was being detained at a police station.

"At least it can't get worse."

"Idiot! You can't tempt fate like that!"

Tuka tried to reassure Itami, but it only frustrated him. Then the door opened, and in came Yuki and Yuriko. Just when he thought he was saved, it got worse.

"Instead of being at home, you go off and pursue your selfish needs instead of taking care of the baby. Our baby."

Yuki rushed with tears flowing and slapped the confused Itami. Yuriko walked in with an expression devoid of emotion.

"First you neglect mom and the baby, then you lust after me, your daughter, then you go fool around with girls at your talent agency and buy ero-manga? You really are scum, dad."

Itami could not believe the things he was hearing. The officer sitting across from him looked at him like he was scum. The female officer behind him was the same as well. It got worse again.

"You told me you'd stay with me. That's why I drank all those drinks you bought me at the bar."

Rory couldn't help but join in.

"You slept with me three times, but you won't even spare a passing glance after that."

Lelei too.

"It doesn't matter what you do, dad. You can release your frustrations on me like you do every night."

Tuka as well. The officers stared at him with the same expressions as before. He had no idea how to get himself out of this one. Yuki walked up and slammed her sword hilt on the table.

"Imperial doctrine states, to circumvent any further shame on your honor and family, you must follow the teachings of Bushido and commit seppuku."

"Y-Yuki… aren't you taking this too far?"

"Too far? With the baby at home and another on the way, you think this is a joke? I don't know why I ever hooked up with you."

Itami just wanted this to just be a bad dream.

"That is, if you were my ideal man."

"Wh-Wha…?"

He looked at Yuki and the others. They all grinned, looking proud of themselves after pulling an impressive stunt like that. Even the officers looked smug as well.

"Did you really think anyone would believe a story like that?"

"I…"

"You were already cleared by the time you got to the station, I vouched for you. I just thought this would be a great way to get a little reimbursement."

Itami nearly fainted.

"Now c'mon, let's get outta here."

"To where?"

"Where else?"

Yuki changed back into her erotic maid cosplay.

"The doujin sale."

Itami could not be more relieved than he was to be released from the police station and be back in time for the sales event. But he attracted more attention when he returned with five beauties at his side.

"Don't worry about trouble, I've got this place secured."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at the main entrance."

Itami was shocked to see two Steel Ronins standing guard besides the main entrance. But the visitors all thought it was decoration and didn't pay much mind other than taking pictures. Itami just accepted that this was his life now as he entered the exhibition hall, looking to buy his doujins. The girls stayed behind for some girl time. The location for such a place was under Yuki's recommendation, the cosplay cafe. There, they relaxed and chatted as they waited for Itami. Yuki even told them more predictions that would be crucial in the future, should they come true. But they knew she was always right. At long last, after an hour, Itami was done, faster than usual. Partly due to his renown and recognition that he was able to get VIP treatment, such as being able to get the things he wanted without having to wait in long lines. The girls were all waiting for him back at the entrance.

"Man, they let me get these without having to wait in line. Huh, where's Yuki and Yuriko?"

"They said they had some urgent business come up and had to leave."

"Oh, well I guess it can't be helped."

Yuki and Yuriko rode in the car, played with each other again, until they got to the Gate. Back on the other side, Yuki returned to base where she went to the airfield barracks. Upon entering, she was met with about a dozen Imperial pilots and personnel, all lazing about.

"Well, isn't this a fine reception?"

Then they took notice and stood at attention.

"As you were, I'm just here for someone."

Still in her cosplay, it made the men uneasy. She was alluring to look at, sure, but any more than that could be detrimental to their health. She walked around until she found a soldier napping on his bed, barely holding onto a magazine.

"What to do, what to do."

She thought to herself before coming up with an idea. She straddled herself over him, causing him to wake up.

"Hey! I'm trying to-"

He choked on his words when he saw his commander straddled on top of him in bed.

"Have a nice nap?"

"I… uh…"

"Don't appreciate my wakeup call? Would you rather have some grungy old man yell at you to wake up?"

"N-No, commander. This is better than that!"

"I can tell."

It was only natural for a man to show proof of his attraction to a woman like her.

"I don't mean any disrespect, ma'am."

She leaned in, her breasts now pressing against his body as their faces were inches away from each other.

"If you didn't show any signs, I'd think I wasn't attractive enough."

"That's not true! I think you're damn good looking! Isn't that right, guys?"

He looked behind her only to be met with the scornful expressions of every other man in the room.

"I woke you up because there's something I want you to do."

Yuki said with a seductive tone. The man gulped.

"I want you to…"

She reached behind her and showed him a bag of cookies.

"... enjoy these cookies that I made."

He was left speechless.

"I… what?"

"You think I don't remember you? You said my specialty was making pastries. Isn't that right, Tengu pilot?"

His face drained of color when he realized that the commander remembered him. It was an unspoken rule to never eat baked goods made by Yuki. It was the best tasting pastries anyone could ever taste, but doing so would tantamount to pain and suffering.

"How about it? Wanna try my cookies?"

He was precariously leaning towards giving in to his lust instead of keeping sane.

"How about we do it like this?"

She took a cookie out and placed one in her mouth. She leaned in, tempting him to take it from her. His buddies behind him were either watching with great interest or silently signing him to refuse. Soon, his mouth slowly opened, preparing to accept her gift. Just as he was about to take a bite, an announcement played outside

Personnel standing by in barracks 01, 04, and 07 are to report to their designated hangars

He was saved by the bell

"Oh, sorry commander. We have to report in."

She stopped and sat up, eating the cookie.

"That's a shame."

She got off and he breathed a sigh of relief as Yuki got up. As she turned around, she stopped.

"Oh, before I forget."

She turned back around and reached for the middle of her top, unhooking it and showing him her bare chest. She winked at him before covering up and walking out the door.

"I'm counting on you to work hard for the Empire. Bye."

He sat in his bed in disbelief. His buddies were super envious of him and never eased off on him ever since.

She planned to do it again, and headed for the next barracks. This time, it was connected to the Dojo. The one she went to was filled with way more soldiers, numbering about fifty men. The women were all out at the moment, making it opportune for Yuki. As she entered, she was greeted with attention. After standing down, she made a beeline for someone near the equipment locker.

"What's someone of your caliber doing in a stuffed up place like this?"

The man turned around.

"I could ask you the same thing."

It was normal to see Kyosuke and Yuki together. Even more so after recent events.

"Say, I made some cookies. Would you like one?"

"Only if you feed it to me."

"Then, right this way."

She led him to an empty table and sat him down in a chair. The others were curious as to see what these two were up to. She took a cookie out of the bag and fed him one using her fingers. The next was with her mouth. They nearly kissed as they exchanged it, stirring up interest to the ever growing crowd. The next was placed on the crevice of her cleavage. She moved her chest up to his mouth. The other men really wished to be in his place right now. He took it and ate it. Then he licked the area where the cookie was.

"Sorry, there were some crumbs."

They really wanted to be in his place.

"May I have some milk to go with the cookies?"

Milk? Surely, he didn't mean…

Yuki smiled as she grabbed the bottom of her blouse. She purposely moved in front of him so she could block everyone's view as she bared her breasts to him. All they could see was a little side and underboob, but that was more than enticing enough for them. Kyosuke wasted no time in sucking her nipples, starting with her right. Though she had never been pregnant before, she could lactate due to her implants. Kyosuke took his time in drinking her milk, savoring the sweet flavor as it flowed into his mouth. After drinking for half a minute, he switched to the other side, repeating the same thing. Though they couldn't see everything, the men enjoyed the sight of her back. The shape and form her butt had because of her miniskirt and stockings. After finishing his drink, Yuki covered up once more and turned around. As she made for the exit, she slowly walked by several soldiers, brushing past them with her body. A few men couldn't handle the sexual tension and collapsed. Many stood in disbelief in the sight they just beheld. As soon as she left, the men all talked about Yuki and that's all they ever talked about for the rest of the day. But they knew better than to start spreading rumors about her. She'd eventually trace it back to who started it and they'd be in for a world of hurt. They knew just how capable she was.

"Yuki, you're so bold."

"They just needed a little inspiration. A lack of R&R is bad for any soldier, especially in these troubled times."

"Also, I didn't know you could lactate."

"Oh? You can do it too, you know?"

She pulled up Yuriko's blouse and squeezed on her nipples like she was milking a cow.

"Wait, Yuki…"

Soon, milk started to trickle out from her buds.

"See? It's the implant you had down there that makes this possible."

She wiped away the milk and put her blouse back up.

"Wait, does that mean the cookies are also-"

Yuki pressed her finger to Yuriko's lips.

"Don't want to give away the secret ingredient."

And thus, Yuki made everyone's day.