The night passed quickly and the meeting was moved to another day due to the unique events that transpired. The others were all eager to leave, some more than others based on the two girls in black dresses following him to the exit and silently swearing at him all the way. Touma learned some interesting things from Mikoto and Kuroko.

Namely, that they were completely paralyzed by his touch. He had a theory going on. He knew Misaki and Othinus were both capable of mental manipulations, with Othinus the superior when it came to raw scale and Misaki better when it was specialized into micromanagement.

Right now they managed nothing because they were tied to the bedposts with vibrators inside them. Outside the restaurant he got his car back from the valet who eyed him with jealousy when he caressed Mikoto and Kuroko's buttocks. Mikoto glared and Kuroko scowled at him even as their faces turned a shade of red.

It turned even redder when they got in the backseat, found a lump under a cover, pulled it open and saw Mugino in a skimpy green dress sleeping. The auburn haired girl was beautiful in her sleep. She was still flushed and sweating. Touma kept fucking her even as they left the house towards the restaurant and left her hidden just before he went in.

No one short of another Level 5 or a magical powerhouse like Othinus could beat her so he wasn't really worried. Still it was a miracle the valet didn't see her. He patted Mugino's head and she smiled in her sleep. She yawned, raised her arms in the backseat and stretched her back, pushing her chest against her dress and making Mikoto and Kuroko notice her stiff hard nipples. Touma caressed her breasts, making her mewl in her sleep, her slim torso, her thighs and her bare legs. The dress reminded everyone that she was curvaceous and beautiful.

"Why's she sleeping there? Couldn't get enough of you?" Mikoto asked wryly.

"This is so awkward," Kuroko drawled.

"Then you can leave," Touma said. They squirmed under his gaze but remained on the sidewalk. He smiled, knowing the direction of their night. "Come on, let's go meet your friends."

He pulled Kuroko's wrist to the passenger seat and he squeezed to the driver's seat. Through the rear-view mirror he saw Mikoto sigh and pull Mugino's head into her lap. She combed Mugino's hair with a fond smile and reverie in her eyes. They were good friends, even discounting whatever it was that made Mikoto and Kuroko subservient to Touma's touch.

He had a hunch though that it was either Misaki or Othinus.

He didn't miss Kuroko's legs brushing against his own, or how her skirt went up her thigh, or her half lidded eyes as she stared at him with an amorous expression he's only ever seen in Misaki, Othinus and Shizuri.

The girl kept stealing glances at him and he felt his own head getting dizzy. His foot pushed the clutch pedal down, engaged the parking brake, turned the ignition on, released the parking brake, held the steering wheel with one hand and the stick with the other and drove his car through the streets.

There was a military base in Touma's parents town, as well as big Universities. Soldiers and students alike ambled through the streets towards the bar, the dorm or the airport. This place was always busy, Touma thought. And it never ran out of customers. New soldiers would be stationed here, and new students would enroll here. Many of them would eventually be deployed or retire or graduate from school but new ones always kept coming.

"This is your parent's place?" Kuroko asked, losing the amorous gaze (but not the blush!) as she peeked out the window. "Strange place."

"What's even stranger is you and Mikoto hanging out with my friends," Touma said. "Or were they ever my friends?" He thought to himself. If they were spies hired by Othinus he wouldn't be surprised.

"They are," Mikoto said. She played with Mugino's hair and looked up to him and said, "Whatever else Motoharu and Pierce might be, they're your friends."

"Yeah..." Touma sighed. Kuroko bumped her leg with his and made a cheeky smile. "What?" he asked.

"Bet your little friend down there's happy bagging two girls in when you already have three, don't ya now?" Her eyes glanced down at his erection and back up at his face and smirked.

He looked away and felt his cheeks heat up. "What? Why? No!"

"You kept squeezing our asses you fucking pervert."

She sounded so much like Mugino it hurt. Kuroko's hand squeezed his thigh and she leaned over his lap, licking her lips sultrily and whispered in his ear, "You are one lucky son of a bitch."

"I-I just want to find out why you're reacting that way!" Touma valiantly attempted defending himself. "Why did you throw the phone at me anyway? I know there wasn't a video of Mikoto doing that. She's too prim and proper for that lewd shit."

Touma and Kuroko fist bumped. Mikoto glared from the backseat and Mugino snorted from Mikoto's lap where Mugino slept.

"Oh nothing," Kuroko laughed and pulled away, giving Touma breathing room. "Just wanted to see Mikoto flustered is all. She isn't affected by much, you know?"

She poked his cheek. "Except for you, apparently. Can't get you out of her mind since the first time you met when Othinus introduced you two to each other."

Touma said, "You know, Kuroko, you're being a little bit too playful tonight. I'll give you one last chance to stop before I lose control."

They passed by a tall building to the outskirts of downtown. The area between the suburbs and the commercial district was a grassland under the starry sky.

"What?" Kuroko covered her smile with one hand and laughed mockingly. "What are you going to do, piggy? Gonna unleash your ape-genes on me?"

Moonlight shined upon her willowy form. Kuroko was messing him up and Touma felt he was going to regret what was about to happen next. He stopped the car and sighed.

"In you," Touma corrected. Kuroko stopped, only for a moment, before Touma grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his chest. She looked up at him and whimpered. Mikoto looked at them with intensity in her eyes from behind. Touma smashed his lips to Kuroko's for a kiss. Once their lips parted, their eyes kept staring each other down under the starry sky.

He bit his lip, sighed once more and looked at the girl squirming in his arms. Once again he noticed the oddity. She didn't try to talk him out of it. He waited for her to pull away so he could stop and get ahold of himself, but she didn't. She smiled shyly and licked her lips.

Pulling her into his lap, he went for another kiss.