Mahou Sensei Negima! is the creation and intellectual property of Akamatsu Ken and Kodansha.

Not Even Bothering with the Excuses.

Chapter Zero.

"Do you think," Hasegawa Chisame asked warily, as the three of them stopped before the door, "this is an intelligent thing to do?"

Negi Springfield shrugged his shoulders. "Well, by now, what else can we do? Keep doing nothing about it? You, too, want to move on already, don't you?"

The ponytailed, bespectacled teenager sighed. "You know I do, but still, forcing the issue this way..."

"By now it's evident nobody else will tackle the matter, not even Evangeline-san," Hakase Satomi noted, pushing her glasses up her tiny nose. "Especially not her, who is well used to the everlasting sameness of eternal life. Even if you don't want to do it, I will do it on my own regardless."

Chisame grunted. "Figures. Why don't we just send him an e-mail? I don't see the point of confronting him personally as a first resource..."

The red haired child teacher drew a deep breath. "No, it's better this way. Stay behind me at all times, please," he said before ringing the door.

After several moments, the door came open from the inside, and Negi swallowed before walking in, with Chisame and Hakase following him cautiously.

The small college apartment, in a quiet state of disarray and disorder, was filled with all manners of old books and magazines shelved and stashed everywhere. It only took the three youngsters to reach the room past the living, where a scrawny, jaded looking figure glared at them from behind opaque glasses, sitting before an old computer and wearing nondescript clothes.

"What do you want?" bitterly asked the bony scarecrow of a man, now with far too many white hairs on a formerly jet black head.

"Masuto Chizuno-san," Negi bowed his head respectfully. "We're so very sorry to intrude. But, as it happens-"

"I'm not writing anymore," the broken man said curtly.

"But," the ever hopeful boy hero said, "we need closure, all of us..."

"That," the writer growled, "is something I can't provide anymore, and frankly, I'm not even sure I want to give you anymore, either. I've lost all hopes and inspiration. Life has shown me, the hard way, that it's got nothing good left for me. I can't even feel the joy while writing now. It's all a task, a chore. Go away and fade into nothingness. I already wasted way too much of my life with you."

"But, sir-" Satomi tried to argue.

"Go fuck yourselves," the author said, pulling back from them and closing his eyes.

And so, they went away and did just that.

"Well," Satomi finally said quietly, several minutes after they got back home and sat down to reflect on the events. "That wasn't an exactly fruitful outcome, was it?"

If anything, things seemed to have grown even more stalled than before. Tsunetsuki was nowhere to be seen, and the calendar on the wall marked another lazy Sunday from early in the prior school term, Negi's first teaching at Mahora Academy. Chamo hadn't shown up either yet, although both Chisame and Hakase were actually thankful for this one.

Negi seemed to take Satomi's words as his cue. He took both hands to his head and lamented, "Ooohhhh, now I'll really never find my father…!"

"Is that all you can think about?!" Chisame protested. "We'll never grow up, period! We'll just fade away slowly, forgotten by everyone! Bad enough canon already screwed us over, but I can't even catch a break on a story from an alleged fan of mine! Yeah, some fan!"

Hakase rolled her eyes. "Oh, everything always has to be about you, doesn't it? I never get any spotlight anywhere, yet you don't see me complaining…"

"You are doing it right now," Chisame pointed out.

"Don't fight, don't fight…" Negi tiredly said.

"Oh, stop repeating the same old routines! It only adds to this depressing feeling of being caught in a never ending rut!" Chisame told him, tapping a foot down. "Okay. Okay, let's analyze this calmly. Maybe we can contact these people, Senpai's colleagues at their writing club thing, and they can finish the damn thing for him…"

Satomi and Negi couldn't help glaring blandly at her.

Chisame bit on her lower lip. "I know, I know! But what are we supposed to do?! Writing it ourselves then?!"

Negi blinked. "That's… an intriguing sounding idea, actually? You might be onto something, Chisame. Haruna-san could help, maybe Fukawa-san…"

"Do you seriously wish to ask for assistance on a porn writer and a psycho horror writer on the matter of steering our lives themselves, Sensei?" Satomi questioned, squinting at him.

"What is porn?" Negi asked innocently.

Chisame slapped him across the head. "Cut that out, already…! We aren't acting anymore, if you aren't going to discuss this seriously, then get out!"

Negi winced, rubbing the back of his head. It didn't hurt at all, not after all of his training with Evangeline, but it was the principle of the thing. "I'm ten years old, why am I expected to know of those things yet?"

"Because you're a ten years old who teaches junior high and high school and can come up with elaborate plans to save parallel magical worlds, it makes no sense you wouldn't know what's porn in an era where kids are cracking sex jokes by the time they're eight," Chisame grouched. "That gag went past its expiration date long ago. I won't deny it didn't work back in 2003, but-"

"Well, it's not like I'm one of Darkenning's Negis," her teacher and roommate huffed.

"But you aren't Shadow Crystal Mage's either," Hakase pointed out.

Negi cleared his throat uneasily. "That's not here or now to discuss, Satomi-san…"

"Oh, just call me Satomi already!" the petite black haired genius threw her hands up. "It's been a decade since we have been isolated into this continuity, don't tell us you haven't undergone any manner of sexual awakening already!"

Negi blinked. "Um, truncated spinoffs don't count…"

"Alice, Collet and the Pink Spore would beg to differ," Chisame grumbled. "Granted, I don't really remember anything from those lemon spinoffs either, so I guess they really don't count…"

There was a long, uncomfortable silence shared between all three of them, before Negi crossed his legs awkwardly where he sat. "An English gentleman isn't supposed to think about those things around the young ladies under his care anyway…"

"Young?!" Chisame protested. "Let's be serious here, Sensei, I was already fourteen by 2003! By now I'm a boomer in the eyes of all these annoying Internet users, a relic from back when personal sites were all the rage! Now everyone's just stuck with their Instagram and Twitter shit, and there's no place anymore for the kind of webmaster I used to be, and-!"

Satomi began tapping her fingers on her own cheek. "You know, Chisame, you should take this midlife crisis to Arai-sensei already…"

Chisame, ignoring her altogether, was now pacing back and forth across the room while Negi stared at her very stiffly. "I'm in my thirties, in a teenage body, and I'm still a virgin stuck in a school hell going nowhere! NOW I understand why Eva's so crabby all the time! Anyone will go mad at something like this! Even Ookuchi, and she at least has this weird Sailor Senshi hobby to help her cope!"

"So… you want to have sex?" Satomi dryly asked. "You need to get laid, as they say?"

Chisame stopped and gave her an angry glare. "I need anything to distract me from this idiocy that will never end until the site crashes and the story's lost, at least!"

Negi gulped. "Um, if you really think that's what you need, Chisame, I'm sure we can contact Tsunetsuki-san, no doubt she'll still remember you, messed up continuity or not, for Deep Love is—"

She interrupted him by turning that very same terrifying glare on him. "No! I want YOU to fuck me, Negi."

"Ahhhhh…"

"Seriously?" Negi said after a moment.

"Yes, seriously," Chisame nodded. "When have I been the joking type?"

"Does sarcastic snarking count?" Satomi cut in, only to be ignored.

Negi frowned. "That isn't something we should be doing! For starters, it's just not like you, at all…"

"I know!" Hasegawa said. "That's the point, since I'm rebelling against a role that isn't taking me anywhere anyway!"

"… and we're teacher and student…" Negi continued.

"At this rate we'll always be student and teacher!" the girl hissed. "By all rights, I should've graduated years ago!"

"And what will happen if he should impregnate you?" Satomi asked.

Chisame glared at her. "Please! Time's going nowhere, so why should we care about any consequences to anything? You heard the man; this story's going nowhere ever, so we might as well enjoy yourselves while we can! I'm tired of being the stick in the mud who only stalls and cockblocks! What's the point now?"

"Huh, so you have finally snapped and are allowing Chiu's hedonism to speak on your behalf…" Hakase understood.

Negi sighed very deeply and began undoing his belt. "Okay," he said at last.

Chisame blinked. "That's it? You're giving up so easily? Right from the start? Now who's acting out of character?"

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Negi asked somewhat irritably, pulling the pants down his legs. "You know I'd do anything for you, and if I can't find Father, then making you happy is all that counts left."

Chisame gulped, honestly moved. "Negi, I… I…"

"We don't have to do this if you really don't want to?" Satomi supplied helpfully.

"Quiet, you," Chisame grunted while Negi fully took his pants off and neatly hung them aside, on the back of a chair, sitting back in his boxers, and then yanked them down as well, revealing a small but noticeably turgid erection.

"Oh wow," Chisame swallowed. "So, um, you already can, after all…"

Negi gave a solemn nod. "It's been this way for a while now."

"And you never asked us about this?!" Chisame complained. "You couldn't trust us on this subject, back when you no doubt knew nothing about this?!"

Negi blinked again. "But… you're girls."

"Nice of you to notice," Satomi said, eyeing the small Polyphemus tightly.

Negi made a sound. "I mean… as soon as it began, I knew this was something I had to consult another man about, so I just went and asked Morisato-san!"

Chisame's lips tightened. "W-Well… that's sound enough, I guess. Better him than Rito-senpai, or Emiya-senpai, or Kotaro, or God forbid, Itoshiki-sensei…"

"Yes, indeed," Satomi said, reaching with a hand and grazing her fingers on the tip of the penis. Negi flinched, and the short girl giggled dumbly. "It's the first time I actually see one out of a dissection, you know…"

"I won't ask," Chisame grimaced. "Wait, I'll ask something else, though! Shouldn't you be leaving us alone right now anyway?! If you got horny as well, go to Shiina! This is between Sensei and I!"

"Oh gracious goodness," Hakase feigned innocence, looking at the calendar, "from the timeframe, it would seem that Sakurako and I haven't established a relationship just yet. I wonder, then, who will quench the early yearnings of my long repressed youth, spurred by the lustful words of my shameless roommate, the gorgeous Internet idol…"

Chisame blushed a bit, making Negi smile. "A-Are you saying this is all my fault?"

"Well, you got the ball rolling, as the riff raff would say," the scientist countered.

"Y-Yes, but I'm only doing it because… Oh, fuck it!" Chisame waved a hand up. "Whatever, but I go first, okay?!"

"I wouldn't dream of taking the honor of stealing your romantic target's virginity away from you, Chisame," Hakase piously said.

Chisame's blush grew fiercer. It was probably just because the other girl was pissing her off, though. "He's not my—"

"Oh, then you won't possibly mind if I do this before you could," Hakase commented casually at the expected Tsun statement, and then quickly swooped her head down, to capture the gasping Negi's boyhood in her awkward but eagerly greedy mouth.

Chisame exhaled. "I'd ask where you learned that, but I'm sure I wouldn't like the answer…"

"Mmrrrph mmm mmph!" Satomi said, Negi's gasps coming as she throated him, on her knees before him. Thus she said that she actually wasn't going to interrupt herself to answer that. Rika-senpai was most probably involved, though.

Chisame began unbuttoning her blouse. "Now, remember not to be too loud. The last thing we want is Miyazaki and Ayase overhearing and then start asking questions."

Negi pouted as one of his hands began rubbing through the still suctioning Hakase's black hair. "Do you plan to keep this exclusive between the three of us?"

Chisame scowled at him, peeling the blouse off and starting to unzip his pants. "Are you seriously thinking of doing Miyazaki? She's your friend's girlfriend!"

"He's not my-!"

Satomi finally pulled back to breathe, and began jerking Negi off with a small white hand instead. "At the very least, we've got to involve Sakurako in, and she inevitably will bring Kakizaki and Madoka-san along…"

"I guess," Chisame grumbled, stepping out of the pants and standing there in her underwear, socks and glasses. "Doing that to Inugami, though? Just because he's annoying, cocky, sexist, a brat and a blowhard… You know what, maybe you should take him down a peg after all," she amended.

Negi gasped. "I never said it'd have to be Nodoka-san specifically!"

"Oh, Ayase then?" Chisame raised an eyebrow while taking her socks off. "I can't believe you're so shameless, don't you have enough with the two of us? If you want someone who's flat chested, I'm letting you do Hakase already!"

"I do have more of a bust than Ayase-san, thank you very much," Satomi huffed slightly while her fingers toyed with Negi's growing hardness. "And a teacher shouldn't play favorites, as you know."

"Whatever, then," Hasegawa said, undoing her bra and letting her breasts go free. Negi's eyes widened considerably. "Trying to keep our classmates out of anything for long is like trying to keep the barbarian hordes at bay, but let's at least stall things until we're sure this is working, okay?"

"That's certainly quite reasonable," Negi swallowed while Chisame undid her ponytail, and her reddish brown hair hung freely all around her svelte shoulders. Absently, he licked his lips and beckoned her. "Chisame, please…"

"What do you want?" the girl said, getting on her knees next to Hakase, and then gasping as Negi kissed her reverently on a nipple. "Ah! Oh, it's… good to see you don't just like flat chests after all…"

"I'm not self conscious about these matters, if you're trying to pick at any insecurities," Hakase said a bit irritably, rubbing her small breasts all along Negi's erection, only to grunt when Chisame subtly shoved her aside and engulfed the thing between her more generously gifted mammaries, using them to please him as she'd seen in many an online video. "Then again, your style is more direct, I reckon…"

"Do you like this, you little pervert?" Chisame teased Negi ruthlessly, with a small evil grin. "I can tell you do…"

"Oh, you fucking bet…" Negi breathed out, panting as he took his head back.

Both girls paused immediately. "Excuse me?" Chisame said after a moment.

"Don't fucking stop, please," Negi begged, closing his eyes tightly. "Chisame…"

"Um, okay, but you've got to explain this later," his first Ministra doubted, before reassessing what she had been doing.

Meanwhile, Negi gently took hold of Satomi's waist and moved her around, so his hands sneaked down, under her already bared pale torso, and skillfully unbuttoned her skirt, letting it drop around her ankles. He smiled cutely at her even cuter pink panties, with a tiny bow in the front, and then rubbed two fingers against the small wet spot visible, teasing the vaginal lips under the faint cloth.

Hakase gasped very loudly.

Hakase left one of her hands resting on Chisame's firm behind, lingering there for a few moments before nimble fingers moved along to lower the other girl's panties down her legs. Chisame, meanwhile, had lowered her head and was now hesitatingly beginning to engulf her mouth around Negi's pulsing masculinity.

"Oh, yes, Chisame, that's it," he hissed.

"Does it taste good?" Satomi asked, now holding Chisame's crumpled panties in a hand and sniffing them delicately.

What a stupid question to ask, Chisame thought. Hasn't she just tasted it herself? So she refused to answer, instead pulling back for a moment to jerk Negi's penis in a hand. "Okay, I go first," she dryly told the genius.

"You don't look lubricated enough yet," Hakase opined, eyeing Chisame's vulva closely, and then inserting two fingers into it, making the other young woman moan. Hakase smiled impishly while rubbing up and down Chisame's snatch, under Negi's raptured eyes. "I'll let you know I have had plenty of time and experience mastering the procedures of self pleasuring, often with advanced equipment, and in this, I'm as much of a woman as you, and vicev-"

"Fuck, Hakase, yes," Chisame breathed out as her hips pushed back against Satomi's hand. "Don't stop, this is damn good!"

"My name is Satomi..." the smaller girl chided, then kissed Negi in the mouth while her fingers went deeper into the groaning Hasegawa. "Okay, I believe you are wet enough now," she said afterwards, pulling her hand out and giving Chisame's asscheeks a slap. "Do it, I want my turn already."

"Don't tell me what to do..." a blushing Chisame said, taking her glasses off and setting them on the table. Negi laid back onto the couch, on his back, stiff cock pointing upwards. Chisame squatted above it, now naked as the day she'd been born. "Remember, Sensei, don't go overboard with the voice! Okay?"

"I'll try," he gasped.

"Good boy," she purred throatily, and then lowered herself onto it. "Ngh!"

"Grf!" Negi strained in response, briefly closing his eyes as his hands seized on Chisame's hips.

Satomi hummed sweetly while skinning her panties off, then peeling off the tall black socks. "I've got to admit, Chisame, every once in awhile you get actually good ideas." She sat back to masturbate as Chisame began bouncing, slow but steadily, on the boy's lap. "No pain? No broken hymen?"

"No..." Chisame grunted between clenched teeth, her breasts hopping along the rest of her motion. Her hands unbuttoned Negi's shirt and pulled it over his head and arms, so she could start caressing his toned torso's muscles. "Baby..."

"What... What if we have one?" he gulped, nonetheless thrusting up into her.

"Is that a question or a suggestion?" she teased, massaging his chest and savoring the sensation. Hers, hers, he was all hers now, before anyone else. Take that, Eva, Iinchou, Kakizaki, Vice President, Pink Spore... "Relax, I... oh, dear... oohhhh fuuck, k-keep doing that... Yes, that's soooo fucking gooood...!"

Satomi moved along to kiss Negi again, then maneuvered over his face, gently placing her bald vagina above his mouth as she sat down on him. "Sensei, do you know what to do now?" she asked him, licking her lips.

"I can deduce," he said raggedly, and then put a big wet kiss on her lower lips. "A baby, then," he resolved around Satomi's most private place, redoubling his efforts into Chisame's constricting cunt and the pleasure it was giving him. "One for each of you!"

Chisame, in turn, gave a small wicked smirk as she rode Negi's member, sweat starting to pearl her chest. "Oh, you'll give me a baby boy? Or a girl? You're going to take responsibility, Sensei?"

"Of course," he said, grabbing her tightly by the waist in between licks at Satomi's humid cunny. A large thought balloon drifted from his head, showing Negi herding a large crowd of tiny Negis, Chisames, Satomis, Lalas, Skulds, Akiras, and even one chibi-Louise towards a proud Nagi. "Why... Why wouldn't I...?"

Satomi blinked at this thought balloon, then poked at it with a finger. "Ookuchi-san? I suppose I can understand the appeal..."

Then she yelped as Negi moved abruptly, unable to hold himself back anymore, and sent her crashing aside on the couch, bare feet pointing upwards. "I'm sorry!" he said, turning around so that Chisame was now under him. He grabbed Chisame's legs and held them apart while pistoning frantically into the girl, drawing long screams of pleasure from her. "I love you! I love you! You feel soooo good...!"

Satomi gaped quietly. "Oh great Tesla, he said it..."

"Nnnghhh!" Chisame threw her head back. "Fuck me! Fuck me even harder! TEAR ME APART, NEGI!"

"What... What did happen to staying low...?" Hakase wondered, taking one of Chisame's cameras and starting to film the sex with it, chewing on her lower lip. "Never mind, it's even better this way..."

Negi stiffened in place, arching his back. "I, I feel like I'm going to-!"

"GIMME!" Chisame demanded, hugging him tightly against herself, and then sighing as she felt a small surge of liquid splashing within her. "Aaaaaahhhh, yesss..."

Satomi closed in, chuckling goofily as she panned on the joining of Negi and Chisame's crotches, and a thin white trail leaking out of where she still was clutching him inside. "Hey, Chiu," she teased, "will this go for your webpage? What will your fans think, I wonder...?"

"Sure thing, let's go with that," Chisame snarked, although not quite as edgy as usual, while Negi made a satisfied small sound rested his head on the soft pillow of her breasts. "I'm sure they'll love it too, when they see me shoving my fist up your cunt next."

Hakase leaned ahead and kissed her tenderly on a cheek. "Is that a genuine offer? I must say I find myself intrigued and flattered..."

Chisame blinked at her. "Are... Are you actually serious about that? Man, you're much more wicked than you ever let on!"

The genius shrugged. "I'm just attracted to your revelation of your genuine lack of attachment to outdated notions of moral, matching mine, that is all. Well, there is that, and also, I always honestly thought you were quite physically alluring. That's why I never understood your necessity to perpetuate that Chiu charade."

Chisame covered her own eyes with a forearm. "Let's not start with that again, okay?"

"She is right, however," Negi said, kissing her sweat pooled collarbone. "You are so much more beautiful than Chiu..."

Chisame moved her arm enough as to glare at him.

Negi smiled and added, "... who is no slouch at beauty either, naturally."

"However, while I'm well aware I'm nowhere as attractive as either of her, you still implied, by unspoken consent, that you would be pleasuring me next," Hakase gently said, pulling him back from their roommate and towards herself. "And I did see all those small Hakases, so I can tell you aren't going to be repulsed by the idea either..."

"How could I? You're very cute too, Satomi-sa- chan," he softly said, before moving ahead and kissing her mouth, Chisame picking the camera and starting to film them now.

Negi and Hakase had been kissing for a while now, and frankly, Chisame was starting to feel sort of impatient- she refused to think of this slight feeling of annoyance as jealousy of any sorts, see. She kept on filming regardless, like a true slowly scolding scout, until Hakase dropped back onto the couch with a silly giggle, and Negi crawled on top of her.

Satomi directed him down, so his face was between her legs, and then pushed his mouth against her vagina. After a moment of doubt, the kid lashed his tongue out as the teenager made an appreciative sound. Chisame paid quiet attention as he grew even bolder than that, and soon the room was filled with muted, repeated small sounds of a wet tongue hitting tender flesh, over and over, above Satomi's helpless whimpers.

"Inside..." the girl genius moaned at last. "I want you inside of me, Sensei..."

"If you really, really want me to... I'll be glad to please," Negi resolved, getting up to his knees between her spread legs, and stroking his erection a few times. Then he placed it at Hakase's pink opening, and pushed in.

"Ah!" she gasped.

Negi bent over and kissed Satomi's left nipple reverently. Meanwhile, Chisame held the camera with a hand while scratching herself on a knee with the other. The annoyance from before was mostly gone now, actually seeing Negi, wearing only his socks and glasses, pouncing Hakase's nude, slim body.

Maybe it was because they weren't so cutely affectionate to each other now, Negi's attitude shifting over to that driven singlemindedness he could show during training, but focused on fucking the girl's big brains out instead. That was, Chisame had to admit it, kind of hot. For all his flaws, she'd always admired Negi's strength of character, even when he used it to talk back at her.

She also was aware that Haruka, Misa, Misora, Ayaka and the Pink Spore all regarded her as the 'default main enemy to beat', that was, the Number One in Negi's heart, even if that, obviously, had to be pap from those idiots. That added to Chisame's odd growing pleasure at this turn of events, since they obviously would be pissed off when they learned she'd beat them to this, too. And yet, being considered as the 'main girl' also meant that now, by allowing Sensei to do this with Hakase, she was, well... kind of allowing herself to be cucked?

Well, it isn't like I'm his actual girlfriend or anything! she rationalized as Hakase grabbed onto her right leg for support, all the while Negi vigorously fucked her pussy and clutched onto her perky small buttocks with both strong hands. I'm just being a good friend to the nerd, that's all! She's always supported me in her dumb way, after all...

Yes, that was right, Chisame guessed. Hakase might be annoying too at times, and their association had begun out of mere obligation, but all in all, she was the closest to Hakase than to anyone else in the class, even though she was aware the feeling was not, to that degree, reciprocal...

Darn Chao.

So Chisame used her free hand to lightly play with Satomi's black braids, appreciating the girl's geeky cuteness. Satomi, with a glazed look tinted with unexplainable tears- surely Negi wasn't treating her that roughly- smiled up, sweetly, at her, and for a moment Chisame's heart beat faster in a quizzing way.

"I love you," Negi panted before either could say anything, now bathed in sweat himself, as he hugged one of Satomi's legs, which he was keeping upwards parallel to his body. "I love you two... y-you are my... my... Oh goodness! It's there!" he yelped, throwing his head back and jerking his hips, burying himself as deep as he could and setting off within Hakase.

"Aaaaaaaahhhh, there it is," a happy sounding Satomi mewled, closing her eyes and resting her head back against Chisame's belly, as the boy remained now silent and still, sheathed into her. "I love you two, as well. As does, I'm sure, Chisame-chan."

"Uh," Chisame said, somewhat managing to sound like in unspoken agreement, but still not that easy at all.

Then someone rang at the front door.

All three of them tensed up, prevented from screaming only by how terrified they were.

"Sensei?" Ayase Yue's voice asked. "Are you all right? Nodoka and I thought we heard-"

Quickly, Chisame's hands clamped themselves around the mouths of Negi and Satomi, and she blurted out a hasty answer, trying her best to sound casual. "What's that? Of, of course we're fine, Ayase! We only were watching TV, that's all!"

The voice outside paused before being heard again, soft and calm as ever. "Ah. Yes, I thought just as much. It's just that, well, there's been so long without anything happening, that..."

"We'll tell you if the story ever develops again, Ayase," Chisame promised. "Look, we're about to go sleep, so if you don't mind..."

"No, I don't, I should be heading back anyway," the other girl agreed. "If Sensei's asleep already, tell him good night for us, Chisame-san. Thank you."

"Thank... Thank you, too..." Chisame trailed off, waiting several moments before finally letting go of Negi and Satomi's mouths with a sigh. "Well, that was close! I really thought that she'd ask to be let in..."

"What if she had asked for it, however?" Hakase asked then.

Negi looked at her face, which was pretty much the thing to do at the moment since his softened member was still within her, slipping out slowly, bit by bit. "Eh?"

Satomi made a small mischievous smile. "Chisame said it herself, by now we have nothing to lose. If we truly are caught in the throes of a temporal lull with no long term consequences or developments, then we might as well just experiment with it."

Chisame sat up straight on the bed and regarded her curiously. "What are you trying to insinuate here?" she asked, even though she knew all too well what she meant.

Satomi squeezed one of Negi's tight buttocks in her small white hand. "I believe all three of us could use some cheer in this gray lull of our unchanging lives."

To be Continued.