Sunday, Outdoor Lounge

It felt strange going out so late into the night and just talking. Normally if Michael went out at night it would be to do some night-photography or gaze at the stars, pen or pencil in hand as he waited for inspiration to pass through his mind like a shooting star. But none of that happened this time; sitting beside him on one of the large lounging chairs was Kyu of course.

Michael donned a dark brown long-sleeved shirt and jeans with a pair of green white-toed sneakers. His hair was a bit of a mess since Kyu didn't give him that much time between waking him up and yanking him out of his apartment.

"Is this how you always train your 'clients?" He lifted a hand and curled his index and middle finger, adding some emphasis on his last word.

The love fairy shrugged her shoulders, leaning back against the soft cushion and crossing her leg; she got herself comfortable as soon as she took her seat. "Ehhh more or less. A place like this is good to see how well you are with women."

"I don't really understand that, considering I was holding a decent conversation with you earlier." He replied while resting his left foot across his right knee, crossing his arms as they had their back and forth for an unknown length of time. As they talked however, Michael's tone would sound a little off to Kyu, like he was hooked up on something. She didn't give the thought much attention, as she chalked it up to just him being nervous.

Their time spent was more or less just Kyu teaching Michael the basics of dating; what to do, what not to do, that sort of thing along with the occasional sexual innuendo spread throughout. It was stuff that Michael had already known due to a friend of his giving him unneeded advice, but he wouldn't want to crush Kyu's pride with that information. Their time at the lounge would soon come to an end however as Michael checked his phone, seeing the time.

"Oh wow, that's...surprising." Kyu tilted her head at his expression, floating over to look over his shoulder.

"What's up? Favorite porn-site's down?" His head quickly turned to give her a confused stare, face cringed with an arched eyebrow.

"What-no..! The time flew; it's two o'clock already..." He said as he turned his screen to show the time to her.

"Ahhhh...that's late for you?" Kyu looked at his face with a slightly confused glint in her eyes. Most of her clients stayed up usually until four o'clock or didn't sleep much at all, so hearing Michael's mild concern for the time was a new spin to her.

"I wouldn't call it late for me since I stay up much later normally, but I have some stuff I need to take care of in the morning..." As he spoke he pulled himself off of the seat, stretching his back and arms with a small groan.

The love-fairy nodded her head as she started following him back to the apartment. "But you know what to do on a date now, right? I better not have fallen on deaf ears…" She growled, Michael shaking his head as he bounced down the stairs.

"Yeah, it was...helpful." He reassured her despite knowing some of the information already; the problem was that he rarely went on dates to put the advice into practice.

The walk back was rather quiet; cars passing by were the only ambience besides the sound of Michael's shoes patting against the brick sidewalk. Whilst Kyu was gazing around, she could see a slight change in how Michael's eyes, his green orbs staring down at the floor, stuck in his mind.

"Planning the day for tomorrow, Champ? You look like you could bore a hole to China." She joked, the blond man blinking some focus back into his eyes. It was apparent now that he was hooked up on something. Before she could get an answer they entered the apartment building and took the elevator to his apartment.

Stepping back into his home, Michael just slipped his shoes off at the exit and moved to the bathroom to wash his face. Of course, Kyu followed him in, her reflection prominent in her pink attire.

"Hey, Kyu…" Michael gazed at himself in the mirror, eyes darting across his face as he scrutinized himself, looking for blemishes or any form of imperfections in his visage.

" 'Sup?" She would speak back as she hovered about, Michael's face dripping with water as he cleansed his face.

"I know I keep to myself alot, but there's no way that I'm at the bottom of the barrel." He suddenly spoke, face dripping with water.

"Oh, you're still hooked up on that?" She asked, crossing her arms.

"Yes, I am still 'hooked up' on that." He hissed as he turned around to face the fairy, pushing his hair out of his face so he could look at the fairy, eye to eye.

"I know I'm not the fastest or smartest guy in the city, but I know for damn sure that I'm not going to be your 'greatest accomplishment'. And to be frank...what you said stung." He said as his tone quickly shifted from anger to sadness, not caring about the water dripping down his face and falling to the floor.

There was a moment of silence as Kyu stayed suspended in the air, but Michael kept waiting. His patience wouldn't run thin as he stared directly at her, wanting to hear what she thought of him. She huffed after a few minutes of just silence, lowering herself down so she was standing on the cold floor of the bathroom in front of him.

"Okay...I see where you're getting all that anger from...I should've watched my mouth when I woke you up." Her tone wasn't as upbeat and nearly childish that Michael was accustomed to, instead she became more serious and apologetic. She's had a tendency of speaking before thinking for as long as she could remember.

"I didn't mean what I said...I sometimes forget that some of my clients aren't as thick-skinned when they're first starting out.." By this point her cheerful attitude had fallen away, and she was genuinely talking to him as a person and not as a client.

"You have my word that I'm not here to bury your self-esteem under the floor. Many of my clients were like you in that they felt like they didn't need anybody's help, and that's why I'm here..! I want to help you become a better version of yourself." Her tone sounded hopeful as she lifted her hand as a gesture of kindness towards Michael.

"I know what I said earlier was fucked up, and I can't excuse myself for that...but I hope that we can move forward from this...I'm sorry." Those final two words rang true to Michael as he stared at her hand. She's here to help him, and although she spoke to him like he was the lowest of the low, it felt like she was trying to give the man a boost to prove her wrong.

Sighing, he grabbed a towel and wiped his face off before speaking. "It's fine. I guess I got a little too wrapped up in my head and forgot that you're here to help me and not rip me in two." He said while stepping away from the sink, face dry and clear of water.

"So we're cool?" Kyu's lips curled into a smirk, motioning her hand a bit closer to him in an urge to shake. His eyes gazed at the flawless skin of her hand, lips curling up in that grin she knew from the bar last night.

"Cooler than a cucumber." Grasping her hand, he gave her the firmest handshake she had possibly been given. He wanted to show her that he accepted her help, and what more than giving her a handshake that was glowing with determination to show that.

Monday, Bedroom, Morning

The morning had made itself known to the sleeping Michael by brushing the Sun's orange rays across his eyes, making him instinctively roll onto his stomach. His motion was like a trigger for his phone to go off and shriek its annoying song like a Blue-Jay..

"Okay...Okay…" Michael groaned out as he pushed himself up so he was sitting on the edge of his bed, grabbing his phone to shut off the small machine. If it wasn't so important to him then he would've crushed it, or at least attempted to before realizing it wasn't worth it. Standing up, he went on with his morning ritual starting with drinking some water, brushing his teeth and washing the sleep from his eyes.

"Morning, Champ!" He heard coming from beside him as he rubbed a towel on his face. All Kyu got in response to her greeting was a few hums before Michael slipped the towel away.

"Morning to you too..." He replied, hanging the towel back onto its hook and slipping out to go to the kitchen. Snatching a bowl from his cabinets, he emptied a packet of what looked like oats and small chunks of apples. Grabbing the electric-kettle from its little station, he poured steaming water into the bowl. Popping up in a chair at his dining table, Kyu was leaning back, resting her feet on the wooden top.

"So you ready to go pick up some chicks? Today's gonna be the first day of your transformation into a panty-soaking beast!" She exclaimed as she stretched her arms out, a wide grin on her face as she spouted her goals for him. Michael stood there as he mixed up his oatmeal, blinking his eyes as Kyu went on about how he's gonna have scars on his back from all the women he was gonna nail.

"Kyu...you know I have a life outside of seeing women, right? Like work. And I told you last night that I have to head out early to do something." He took a scoop of his breakfast and let the heat awaken his body with a deep breath in, the nearly-burning oatmeal sliding down into his stomach.

That response didn't stop Kyu's endless excitement as she turned to him, locking her green spheres with his. "Then I'll go with you; where are we going? The University? The Gym? C'mon where's my disciple gonna go hook his first lady?" She was obviously the most pumped between the two as Michael sleepily swallowed another mouthful of oatmeal.

"Since you're gonna be with me for the near future, we're heading to the park. Birds have a tendency to flock up there, so I want to try drawing some for practice." Michael's explanation was met with a puzzled expression, the love-fairy floated up from her chair and moved towards him.

"Why would you need to draw birds? You have the internet to see those. Or is this some kind of buildup to you saying you want to see some boobies, because that's clever." She snickered, her client shaking his head as he finished his breakfast.

"That would be something I'd say...I'm stealing that." Michael poked Kyu's forehead so she could float out of his way as he now made his way to get himself changed. Slipping into a pair of dark-brown slacks, he tossed on a green button-up and rolled up its sleeves. Kyu threw the door open right as he had his shirt on.

"Hey, you're taking your time in he-Did you get a date without me knowing already? Why're you dressed like that?" Tying his bangs back into a smaller ponytail, he slipped on a pair of thin-armed glasses.

"What do you mean?" He asked. His clothes made him look completely different from what he looked like before. If there was ever a personification of the word 'artist' then he would fit it perfectly.

"I followed some fashion advice from a friend of mine...Does it look bad?" Michael spun around so Kyu had a full look at him. She was speechless to say the least; does he even need her help? Oh who was she kidding- Of course he needed her help! Looks can only get him so far.

"Nah, didn't expect you to go out looking like an art professor." Kyu spoke. Michael expressed himself by putting his hands on his hips, arching an eyebrow at her.

"I'll take that as a compliment, thank you." His tongue was coated in sarchasm as he grabbed his bag that contained the sketching supplies. Tossing on a pair of black dress boots, he completed his look for the day.

"Let's get going..." He said, stepping out of his apartment with Kyu tagging behind him.

Monday, Dawnwood Park

Upon reaching their destination, Michael grinned with a hum as he saw exactly what he needed; a flock of pigeons waddling about the plaza near the center of the park. "Perfect..!" Snagging a seat on one of the steps leading down to the plaza, Michael pulled out his material and started working. Kyu floated around him, staring over his shoulder and watching how he expertly drew the birds.

"Dude...this is soooooo boring!" She groaned loudly, leaning her back against his. Michael quickly turned his body almost instantly, holding a finger up to his lips.

"What're you doing being so loud..?! You'll make them fly off!" Kyu just stared at his suddenly urgent gaze before remembering something she forgot to tell him.

"Oh yeahhhh! I forgot to tell you, nobody's able to see me right now; To be honest, I'm just a figment of your imagination." She said simply. Michael blinked at her, unsure of what to think.

"Soooo...I'm crazy now. And I just went out last night talking to myself in a lounging area." This would explain a lot; his sense of loneliness had finally gotten the best of him and cracked, forming this pink-fairy that told him everything he wanted to know.

"Nahhh I'm just screwing with you. I'm soooo real. I just made myself invisible to everything but you. Makes things easier that way." Now he was conflicted on whether to be relieved to still be sane, or be upset at the fact that Kyu is indeed, still here.

"I suppose that's some kind of magic or something you fairies can do." Kyu nodded her head. However, their conversation would be cut short as the love-fairy caught sight of two gorgeous women conversing with each other a ways from where they sat.

"DUDE LOOK ALIVE!" She yanked the sketchbook and pencil from his hand and stuffed it into his bag. At last! Some action! After four hours of doing pretty much nothing!

"Hey! What the he-" Before he could protest he was silenced by a hand reaching over his mouth to shut him up, Kyu forcing Michael to turn his head and see the two babes conversing amongst themselves.

The first lady that he saw wore a purple dress with golden accents along with a red sari and a pair of tan sandals. A majority of her skin was hidden behind her clothes, but enough could be determined from the bulge in her chest that she had a fairly large cup size. Her black, short hair was a contrast to the impressive height that she had. She was definitely taller than the average woman as her fuschia eyes were tilted downwards to lock with the opposing woman's grey eyes.

Her black hair was tied up into a ponytail in the back, allowing for her bangs to frame her face perfectly. The woman's clothes didn't leave much to guess in terms of body-type; her fairly large chest was outlined by a white crop-top and green jacket while her legs were barely hidden as a pair of white shorts revealed practically all of her skin along with a pair of red heels. To top off her look were a pair of black glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose.

"O-Oh…" was all Michael could say as Kyu pulled her hand away from his mouth.

"Dude...bruh...Asian chicks." She said simply.

"You got a thing for Asian women?" Michael looked at her, arching an eyebrow.

"Don't even get me STARTED. I have like, the worst case of yellow fever ever. Like EVER. It's a fucking yellow plague." Her statement made Michael put a hand over his mouth as he chuckled.

"That's so fucked up…" He said in between laughs, not wanting to lose his composure. He knew that what she said was pretty messed up, but the way she delivered it and her tone just cracked him up.

"Well it's true! And with a woman with as big-a tits as hers I'd be dead!" Kyu exclaimed.

"I guess that makes me a bit of a lucky man then." Michael said as he cleared his throat, running his hand across his mouth like he was attempting to wipe away the smile that had emerged on his face.

"Yep, cause the other cutie's leaving-this is your chance!" Kyu stated as she pointed towards the woman who was now leaving the park.

With the Asian woman now alone, the duo could see that she was leaning up against one of the nearby waist-high fences that lined the park, gazing at the birds as some of them took to the sky.

"Hmmm…" Kyu hummed to herself, continuing to scrutinize the woman and observe her before formulating a plan for Michael. "Judging from how she's posed right now, I can guess with a hundred-percent confidence that she's in a shitty mood."

"So what's your plan? Want me to just walk up to her and say something stupid?" Michael guessed. It was more of a joke, or at least it was supposed to be but Kyu nodded her head, snapping her fingers.

"Exactly! It doesn't really matter what it is, just say something to help take her mind off of what she's thinking about! The stupider, the better! You got this..!" Kyu cheered as she began to fade away into specks of dust, leaving the man alone.

"Hey-where are you-" But before he could finish, Kyu had already disappeared. Letting out a sigh, Michael dusted his pants off and made his way to where the woman was, gazing at the sky as he thought of anything to say to her. It wasn't until he was a few feet away from her did he think of something.

Leaning against the fence as well, he fished out his sketchbook and began flipping through to the page where he sketched the birds out. Upon closer inspection, there were multiple things off with it such as angle and some proportions, and this made Michael huff in mild irritation.

"Jezz...fuck these birds... Am I right?" Michael started his sentence looking at his book, but turned his head to face the woman when he finished speaking, a grin on his face.

The woman couldn't help but let out a laugh before voicing her disagreement with Michael. "No, I like the birds." It was a surprise to Michael with how she responded to him, her lips that were once curled down now flipped into a soft grin. Michael laughed along with the woman before continuing, holding his sketchbook against his side. Now was the time to go for gold.

"I'm just kidding about that. I thought you were cute and figured I'd come over and say hi." His compliment didn't go unnoticed as the woman took on a modest grin, feeling he wasn't true about that.

"Nooooo, I'm a mess. I'm sure my hair must be a disaster right now." She ran a hand through her hair, making sure that it wasn't as bad as she thought it was. Michael would have to disagree there, resting his elbow on the fence as he spoke.

"It's not that bad, you can trust me on that. I honestly find messy hair to be cuter." That caught her off guard as she was trying to fix her hair. Instead of pulling her hair from its ponytail like she planned, she just brushed a few strands behind her ear before continuing.

"Heh, thanks." She laughed. "I'm just trying to relax right now; enjoy some downtime between classes. I teach over at UOG; you know, the only university in the city for some reason?" There it was! The perfect set-up to flirt with the woman! Michael needed to be a little careful however; he didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

"Oh, you're a teacher huh?" Michael asked. Of course the question was rhetorical but she responded anyway with a nod, allowing him to continue with what he was going to say. "Then I suppose you have the whole 'sexy teacher' slot covered then?" He was playful in the way he spoke, even adding in a little wink for extra flare and spice.

Aiko replied to his playful flirting with a laugh, "I don't really know about that. But I'm pretty sure some of the boys in my class would agree with you there." She laughed once again, continuing on.

"You know, I'm happy that you came over here; I needed a good laugh. Thanks." She held her hand out to him, "My students call me Ms. Yumi, but you can call me Aiko."

"Pleasure to meet you, Aiko." He reached for her hand, firmly grasping it. "My name's Michael; Michael Vrainda. It's a weird last name, I know." He chuckled, releasing her hand and returning his to his bag, opening it to drop his sketchbook inside.

Upon closer inspection of Aiko, Kyu was definitely right on the whole 'Asian chick' part; he didn't know what descent she was though. Another detail Michael caught was that her hair wasn't a solid black like he had initially thought; it was two-toned, ranging from a light grey at the top of her head and transitioning to black the further down her hair went.

"Sooo I'm kinda curious about something, Michael." Aiko started, Michael returned his eyes to her.

"Yeah? And what're you thinking about?" He replied, awaiting her question.

"I know you're leaning up against the fence but how tall are you?"

"Oh..! My height..?" Michael looked down at his legs, and then up to the trees that were a few feet above him. If he wanted to, he could hop up and pull down one of the branches.

"Last time I checked I was six-five." Aiko's eyes widened, letting out a breath.

"Woo..! Jesus, I thought I was just short." She said in relief.

"How tall are you, since you asked me?" Michael turned her question back on her.

"I'm five-four. I guess it's the Japanese in me. The women there are tiny." Aiko sighed. It didn't hurt to hope for a few more inches to come her way; nothing could go wrong with some extra height.

Michael shrugged, brushing a few strands of his hair behind his ears as something came into his head. "I mean, people from England are usually shorter than me, yet here I am. If I could, I'd give you a couple of inches to help you out." He sounded nonchalant about what he said, but judging by the look on Aiko's face, she got the implication as soon as she heard him speak.

Aiko laughed, resting her palm on one of her cheeks. Michael followed that up with another wink. "Oh my god, at least take me out to dinner first..!" She couldn't help it since that came straight out of left field. Michael thought back on what he had just said, taking a few seconds for him to realize what had sparked her reaction.

"Ohhh..! I didn't even mean to say it like that... The offer still stands though." The flirtatious smile on his face didn't fade, showing he was serious about what he implied.

"Wellll since we're talking like this now, mister, I've got a bit of a hotter question for you." Michael lifted a hand, showing that he was open to any question that she could hit him with.

"What's your biggest turn on?" She arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms underneath her generous bust. He was taken aback by the suddenly lascivious question, not expecting her to reciprocate his attitude.

"Ahhh...I dunno, we're out in public." Michael tried to make himself sound as warry and shy as much as he could to spur Aiko into asking her question. He even turned his head around, pretending to search for people that might hear them.

"What, the guy that said that he'd give me 'a few extra inches' is scared that someone will hear what gets him going?" She mocked him with a smirk, still waiting for Michael to give her his answer.

"It might be weird, but I have a thing for hearing women moan." He confessed. His response made an idea pop into Aiko's head, moving a little closer to him just so he could hear her better.

"You mean like this?" Michael could only look on as Aiko breathed in, rattling out a moan into the air. Thank God nobody was in the park to hear her voice, or see how fast Michael's face and ears had reddened. This woman had the chance to be even lewder than the love-fairy herself!

"Where'd all that bravado go, big guy?" She teased, tilting her head to try and see just how red his face was getting.

"Oh you know, it went somewhere... I think it went on a lunch break." He joked, chuckling as he still couldn't believe that Aiko just let her voice out the way she did. An hour would fly by before they even knew it, but time always flies by when fun is being had. All the two were doing was firing off questions and answers to whatever popped up into their head, granted Aiko's questions always stumbled back to being more perverse in nature, but Michael would return his answers in kind.

Their fun would be cut short however, as a loud beeping blared from Aiko's pocket. Groaning in annoyance, she pulled her phone out and opened it. The roll of her eyes told Michael everything that he needed to know.

"Have to go teach again?" He asked. Aiko nodded, tucking her phone back into her pocket after shutting off the alarm.

"God, I don't wanna go back…" She whined. She liked being here and just talking with Michael; the few minutes they shared felt like an eternity to the both of them.

"That's a shame. I was just starting to really enjoy talking to you too." Michael rested his head on his palm as Aiko slipped off of the fence.

"The feeling's mutual, Michael. I really liked talking to you. Maybe you can swing by and keep my company? It gets boring waiting for classes." Her offer caught the British man off guard, blinking his eyes to try and comprehend what she just said.

"I mean, I'm always willing to help." He got off the fence as well, his height now even more evident now. Aiko then held her hand out, her smile not leaving as she made her intentions clear.

"Can I see your sketchbook real quick?" She pointed towards his bag, having seen him tuck the book into it earlier. Shrugging his shoulders, Michael opened his bag and handed it to Aiko, the woman now flipping through the contents of the book in search of a blank page. As she flipped through those pages she couldn't help but notice all the superb sketches of random objects like trees, chairs. Her interest would be piqued when she flipped to a page of a finely dressed man with long hair.

The details in the drawing showed that he wore a checkered suit vest and slacks along with a scarf and long coat. The scarf and coat flowed behind him in an imaginary breeze, hair following the same motion as his clothes. Aiko just gazed at it in amazement for a moment before continuing to go through the book. She flipped through his pages with a bit more control, giving quick glances to the pieces that Michael had produced before finally falling on a blank page.

Fishing a pen out of one of the pockets in her shorts, she scribbled down a sequence of numbers before clicking the pen and handing the book back to Michael.

"And this is..?" Michael was a little confused by her jotting down numbers into his book, at least he was at first.

"It's my number; give me a call or shoot me a text some time if you wanna talk." She fixed her hair by pushing some more stray bits of hair behind her ear and sliding her glasses up her nose.

"Yeah, of course..!" Michael nodded, the smile on Aiko's face grew once she heard that. With a last wave goodbye, she turned and left the park with that same smile on her face. He was holding onto the number of probably the most gorgeous professor that he has seen. Peering down at the still open book, there were nine numbers written neatly in a row. She was right. It was her number.

"Look at this guy over here! Your first day out on the prowl and you've already bagged yourself a hot professor's number!" Kyu couldn't be any more happy for him than she was right now, a bright smile on her face.

"Maybe you should give her a call tonight and get some tutoring? Or maybe you can draw her like one of your French girls." She teased, resting the back of her hand against her forehead and striking a pose.

"Yeesh, you just can't stop making those kinds of jokes can you?" Michael replied, a small blush on cheeks as he looked up from the numbers.

"Oh please, like you didn't make a joke 2 minutes into meeting her talking about giving her some 'extra inches'." She retorted, sarchasm coating her tongue. He opened his mouth to retort, but had nothing to say since she was right on target with that.

"But seriously though dude, I'm proud of you. Most of my clients don't get a woman's number this fast." That made him smile a little to know that he was doing better than she had expected.

"By the way, that reminds me of something that I forgot before." She held her hand out and repeatedly curled her fingers, demanding something. "Gimme your phone."

"Why would you need that?" Michael asked, a little suspicious at what the fairy would do to his phone.

"Just trust me on this, dude." Her demands were met by a sceptical arch of his left eyebrow, but he obeyed and fished his phone out from his pocket and placed it into her hand.

"I know how to add phone numbers into my contacts, you know?" His remark was met with silence as Kyu placed her other empty hand on top of his phone. Her lips tightened with concentration as a strange pink light enveloped it.

'Don't be a nuke, don't be a nuke..!' Michael squinted his eyes as the brightness was growing in intensity, growing so strong that he needed to hold a hand in front of his face to block the intense pink rays.

"There we go..!" Kyu held his back towards him, the device emanating faint pink rays of light before they finally faded away.

"So...what'd you do exactly?" Taking his phone out of Kyu's hand, it was surprisingly warm and tingled in his grip for a moment.

"Oh you know, I added some fairy magic to make things more efficient." She said with a puff of her chest. Confused at what she meant, Michael opened his phone and moved to his contacts. Her number wasn't the only thing displayed however. Underneath her name and number was an array of information for Michael's eyes to scan designated under slots such as her favorite color, her height, age and more.

"I'll give you a quick explanation; whenever you punch a woman's number into your phone now, you get more information about her. It'll even tell you where she is right now so you can interact with her more. The more you talk with her, the more info pops up in here! Pretty sweet, right?" All Michael could do was just look at her, a look of confusion and slight suspicion on his face.

"This is a LOT more stalkery than I had previously thought..."

"Pshhh." She waved her hands up and down as if to swat his complaint away like it was a fly. "It's only stalking when you consider it to be stalking, my guy."

"Flawless logic there, Kyu." Michael sarcastically stated as he tucked his phone back into his pants.

"Just don't think about it dude, you'll be juuuust fine. And trust me, with the amount of tail you'll be pulling, you wouldn't even have time to even do that." It was like she was trying to sell the premise of being a playboy to him even though Michael was already agreeing to let her help him.

"Alrighty, it's twelve now soooo that means I have an hour left before I have to head back home and work." Michael warned as he began his walk out of the park. Kyu followed along like she always did.

"So where to next? The city's your oyster! Or rather, clam." Kyu nudged his arm with an elbow as she made another innuendo. All he could do was just sigh at Kyu's joke as ideas of where to go swam about in his head.

"I dunno...maybe head to the beach and stick my feet in the sand. Walking in these things was a bad idea." Michael lifted his foot to show that the shoes he chose weren't meant for the amount of walking he was going to do.

"Perfect! You can never go wrong with hot chicks with bikinis!" She pumped her fist, excited to hit the golden sands. Michael shook his head with a sigh.

"There's just no stopping you from thinking about picking up women, is there?" He asked. It was more of a rhetorical question than anything, but Kyu just stuck her tongue out at him playfully as they continued on their way. If the meeting with Aiko was anything, who knows what surprises were in store for Michael next…

Heyo! Sorry that this chapter took a bit longer than I had wanted it to be. As I was writing this I was brainstorming about how things would work in this world and I think I have a decent grasp of it. As you guys just read, our boy Michael's gonna be hitting the beach in the next chapter! Hopefully I don't make that segment as long as the Park in this chapter, but we'll see! Hope you guys are enjoying the story!