Chapter 2: A Busy Time With Registration
"Oh look! You made it," Smith says.
"No thanks to you!" I yell.
The building is half way across town from where I live!
I'm surprised that I didn't get pulled over for speeding.
"To be fair, I gave you two hours," she says.
Which was barely enough if you ask me!
"Whatever. Let's get this over with," I sigh.
"That's the spirit! I'll go get the paperwork," she says, slapping me on the back then walking off, going into a room that I assume is her office or something of the sort.
While she's getting the papers, I take a seat beside a nice looking potted plant in the lobby.
I'm just now realizing how dead silent it is in here especially since there's seemingly no one else around.
Must be a super slow day.
At least it means I'll get out really fast.
I hope.
With nothing else to do, I whistle for a few minutes.
Does it really take this long just to gather paperwork?
"Here it is finally," she says, walking out with a mountain of paper in her hands.
W-What the hell!
It's damn near taller than she is!
How does a simple registration require this much?!
"T-This is a joke right?" I ask nervously, rubbing my neck.
"I wish it was but these are the breaks," she says, putting the massive stack down on the coffee table before me.
I sigh deeply.
"Give me a pen," I say confidently, a determined look on my face.
Seeing my resolve, she smirks a bit.
"Here you go," she says, handing me a pen.
"If you need me, I'll be at my desk… taking a much needed nap," she yawns into her hand as she returns to her office.
Taking a moment, I divide the giant stack into much smaller and less intimidating piles.
I click the pen.
Let's do this!
Picking up the first chunk of papers, I look over the first paper.
So I can just get registered without having to sign up for the host program.
That's good news.
As much as I'd like that, I know I would just suck at it.
There are so many better candidates than I who deserve to be in that program.
After a couple of minutes, I put the first of many stacks down.
This isn't as bad as I thought. I was worried for no reason.
Thirty minutes of filling out information on papers passes.
Holy shit! This is far worse than I could've ever imagined!
I'm only halfway through it all so I'm just going to zoom through the rest as fast as possible.
It only takes about ten minutes to get through it this last half.
My right hand feels like it's on fire but it's finally over!
I throw the pen down on the table and stand triumphantly.
Take that, paperwork!
Gathering them back into one big stack, I go into her office and put it on her desk.
Why is it so cluttered in here?
Not to mention her desk is a nightmare to look at.
And yet here she is just sleeping on it with an excess amount of drool coming from her mouth, already having formed a big puddle that her left cheek is just laying in.
I understand her job may be stressful and tiring but this is a bit much.
I can't keep looking at this horrendous display!
I take it upon myself and clean her office up, making everything look nice and tidy.
Was it worth the ten extra minutes being here to do?
Probably not.
"Smith," I say.
No response.
"It's time to wake up," I say, grabbing her shoulder and gently shaking her.
"Hmm," she says, slowly waking up and rubbing her eyes.
"Huh, it's much more cleaner in here than I remember," she says.
"That's because I cleaned it up after I finished signing the papers," I say, taking a few tissues from the tissue box placed on her desk and soaking up her drool puddle before throwing them away in the small metal wastebasket on the floor.
I take another tissue.
"You really must take better care of yourself. Do you know how unprofessional it looked in here before I fixed it? What would people say if they saw all that?" I lecture as I wipe the drool off her cheek.
How can such an attractive woman be such a slob?
"Aww, are you worried about me?" she teases, smiling.
"A-As if! I couldn't care less," I say, crumpling the tissue and throwing it away.
"Why's your face so red then?" she asks.
"T-That's because… whatever! Just keep this place looking nice," I say.
"Hey, let me share something with you," she says, beckoning me with a finger.
I lean closer to her.
She kisses my cheek.
"Thank you, Sweetheart. I appreciate it," she whispers in my ear.
"Y-You're w-welcome, ma'am," I stammer.
"You really remind me of this guy I know. Kinda look like him too," she says, putting her sunglasses on.
"Probably just a weird coincidence," I say.
"You're most likely right. Alrighty, I'll sort all of these papers out now," she says.
"So that means I'm free to go now?" I ask.
"I wish I could let you go but protocol is that you have to take a few tests after filling out these registration papers," she says.
I immediately drop to my knees and take her hand.
"Please Ms. Smith. I will do anything to get home faster," I beg, giving her my best puppy eyes.
"Anything?" she asks, smirking rather devilishly.
Whatever it takes.
"Anything," I say.
"Then you owe me a favor," she says.
"What's your favor?" I ask.
"You'll know when the time comes for it. Do we have a deal?" she says.
"Deal," I say, standing back up.
"Now give me your phone so I can call Polt. I left mine in the car," she says.
Shouldn't someone who works in the government keep their phone on their person at all possible times?
Then again, this is Smith I'm talking about so I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
I hand her my phone and she calls Polt, putting it to her ear.
"Hey, Polt. Your boyfriend or whatever really wants to come back to you a lot sooner rather than later and I have a way to do that but I need your approval for it," she says.
"W-Well, we h-haven't started using t-those k-kind of words y-yet so the jury's still o-out y-y'know b-besides…," I mutter, devolving into a stuttering incomprehensible mess as my mind starts fantasizing about the potential future of Polt and I while they talk.
"Hey, Ryuta," she says, snapping me out of it.
"Huh? What?" I say, kinda confused.
"Polt gave her approval of what I told her I'm going to do for you," she says, giving me my phone back.
"Why would it need her approval?" I ask.
"Were you just not paying attention for the past few minutes?" she asks.
"I got a little lost in my thoughts so no," I chuckle, embarrassed.
She sighs.
"So basically, you only have to take two tests but they are really quick if you're cooperative," she says.
Only two? I can do that.
"That sounds easy," I say.
"Depends on how you react honestly," she says.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask.
"You'll see," she says.
She takes a deep breath.
"Zombina!" she shouts.
In a matter of seconds, a woman barges into the office.
Funny how her red hair is quite similar to my shade of red hair yet it seems she also has black hair stemming from the back of her head.
Why is her hair the first thing that stands out to me?
I feel like this isn't the first time I've seen her.
"Zombina, reporting in," she says.
"Would you and the rest of the squad mind doing the express tests on Polt's boyfriend, Ryuta? She already approved of it," Smith says.
"Oh, you're that guy who we almost arrested earlier," Zombina says.
That explains it.
I must've blanked on a few things when I thought I was about to be gunned down.
Zombina steps much closer to me.
"Tell you what though, Polt snagged a cutie. I definitely don't mind doing the tests on him," she says, examining me up and down.
"T-Thanks, I guess," I say shyly.
"However, it's really strange. You remind me a lot of this other guy we know," she says.
I've only heard that twice now and I'm already slightly annoyed by it.
There's no way this person they keep being reminded of when they see me is him.
Why would he know these people?
If it is him, then I got a lot of things to say to that man!
Not introducing or even mentioning me to his friends if that's who these people are.
That's unforgivable!
"Like I told Smith, most likely a weird coincidence," I say.
"Best get going. The more you talk, the more time you waste," Smith says.
"Right," I say.
"Well, you heard the woman so follow me," Zombina says, taking me by the wrist.
"Must you hold my wrist so tightly?" I ask as we walk.
"My bad. Force of habit. Gotta have a firm grip because arrested individuals might try and run," she explains, loosening her hold on me a bit.
"Understandable," I say.
"Sooooo," she says.
"So what?" I question.
"How did you manage to snag Polt," she asks.
Polt did mention one time that she does do work for the cultural exchange stuff.
So are Smith and the MON Squad Polt's friends/coworkers then?
"I-It's more like she snagged me really," I say.
"Oh really? Do tell," she says.
"There's really not much to tell if I'm honest but I'll go over the gist of it," I say.
"Alright, lay it on me," she says.
Taking about a minute, I explain to Zombina the weirdness that my life has been lately.
She laughs hysterically.
"Is it really that funny?" I ask.
"Of course it is! Almost dying twice over easily preventable things. That's embarrassing," she continues to laugh.
"Admittedly, I was being really stupid," I say.
"You're telling me!" she exclaims.
"But if there's any consolation, sorry for busting down your wall. Hope we didn't make you shit too many bricks for us interrupting your first time," she says sincerely.
"All of you were just doing your job. I can't really get mad for that," I say.
At the corner of my vision, I notice her eyes slowly shift to look at me.
"So didja manage to finish though?" she asks.
Is she asking what I think she's asking?
"Care to elaborate on what you mean?" I question, looking at her from the corners of my now narrowed eyes.
Despite trying not to, I smirk a little.
"Y'know very damn well what I mean," she says, grinning.
"We finished moments before all of you made your entrance. Why does that matter exactly?" I say.
"No reason," she says.
Sure, there isn't.
"So if you're gonna ask weird questions, then I get to ask weird questions too. How did you all show up so quickly and seemingly automatically know where the offense had taken place," I question.
"Oh, would you look at that. We've made it to the exam room," she says, ignoring my question.
So it's gonna be like that?
Alright then. Keep your secrets.
Walking into the room with her, it looks exactly like the room you go into when a doctor is ready to see you.
A familiar uneasiness washes over me.
The other members of the MON Squad are in here as well.
Zombina gestures me to take a seat in a chair.
Taking a seat, they all stand beside each other.
"Before we begin, you deserve a proper introduction since you're most likely going to see us more often. Smith is our leader and y'know me already but I'm gonna repeat it anyway. I'm Zombina and I'm a Zombie in case you didn't notice," she says.
Kinda hard not to notice given the name and stitches.
"I'm Tionishia but mostly everyone calls me Tio and I'm an Ogre," she waves with a heartwarming smile on her face.
That explains why there was a giant knight in my room.
So that means she's the one who broke the wall.
"I'm Doppel and I'm a Doppelganger," she says.
She feels like someone who I should avoid getting on her bad side.
I don't know why she's naked but somehow it feels totally normal for that to be a thing otherwise I'd be freaking out.
Also her hair is positioned in such a way that I can't see her privates.
Kinda like real life censors when I think about it.
"Oh, this is the actual first time we've seen each other," I point out.
"You should've done a much bigger offense. It's so annoying when I get left out of an operation," she says.
"I'll definitely remember that for next time," I joke.
"I'm sure you will," she grins.
Everything goes silent due to the last member not doing her introduction.
We look at her, watching her nervously shake and twiddle her fingers.
Noticing our collective stare, she tries to get herself together.
"O-Oh! S-Sorry! I-I'm Manako and I'm… a M-Monoeye," she says awkwardly.
I feel bad for her.
"And together we are the MON Squad," they say in unison.
I stand up.
"That makes it my turn. My name is Ryuta," I say.
"Or we can call you Polt's man," Zombina teases, snickering with Doppel.
"I-It's certainly nice to meet you all especially under these way less… embarrassing conditions," I say, doing my best to ignore her teasing.
"With introductions out of the way, do the first test, Manako," Zombina says.
"W-Wait! Why me?" Manako asks.
"Because you're the delicate one," Doppel answers, chuckling.
"T-That may be true but what if he flips out on me," Manako questions.
"If he starts panicking then I think my Plan B will work," Tionishia says.
I don't like the sound of whatever's happening right now.
"Okay, I'll try my best," Manako says.
"You'll be fine," Zombina says.
Manako goes over to the desk and grabs a bunch of small things out of a glass jar.
My uneasiness increases drastically.
She walks up to me and puts the stuff on the table beside me.
"P-Please give me your dominant hand, palm up," she says.
Giving her my right hand, she firmly takes ahold of my pinky.
There's bad written all over this.
I hope I'm wrong.
She wipes it down with an alcohol swab.
She picks up a… is that a fucking lancet?!
Nightmares are coming true!
I yank my hand away and ball it up, holding it to my chest.
"No one said anything about blood samples!" I exclaim, fear prevalent in my voice.
"I told you guys he was going to flip!" she exclaims.
"I had a feeling he would be one of those people," Zombina sighs.
"Oh boy. How's this going to go?" Doppel says, amused at the situation unfolding.
"Plan B?" Tionishia asks.
"Not just yet," Zombina says.
"I-It's going to be fine. These are virtually painless so will you please give me your hand?" Manako asks.
"Are you sure?" I question.
"Definitely sure," she answers.
I slowly give her my hand.
"Ryuta, look at me," she says softly.
I look her in the eye and she blushes a little.
"This type of lancet is virtually painless," she repeats slowly. "You have to believe me."
"I-I believe… you," I say.
She puts the lancet on my pinky, ready to press the button.
My hand tenses up.
"Count to ten," she says.
I can do that.
"One, Tw-GYAAAAH!" I shout, having felt the lancet stab my pinky.
"YOU SAID IT WOULDN'T HURT!" I yell, frightening her.
"YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE HARD ENOUGH!" she quickly yells back.
"TRYING TO TRIGGER A PLACEBO EFFECT AIN'T HAPPENING WHEN I GOT A SERIOUS FEAR OF NEEDLES!" I retort.
No amount of believing was going to make it painless no matter how hard I tried!
"This is just too good," Doppel laughs.
"YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!" Manako and I roar at Doppel.
"Aren't you two being just a little bit over the top?" Tionishia says.
"And please get his blood before it dries," Zombina snickers.
Manako and I take a moment to calm down.
"That wasn't so bad," Manako says, collecting my pinky blood.
"That's easy for you to say," I sigh.
At least it's over now.
"Now I'm going to do the ring finger," she says, grabbing ahold of it.
"H-Huh? You mean t-there's more?" I say, voice shaking.
"We need blood from the rest of the fingers on your right hand," Zombina says.
"Slap on the handcuffs. I'm done," I say.
"You're really going to take jail over finger pricking? That's absurd!" Manako says.
"Plan B it is then," Zombina says.
"Ryuta! Would you like a big hug," Tionishia says, walking towards me with her arms out.
I know it's a trap but it's the only way I'm getting through this taxing trial.
I get a running start and glomp Tionishia, hugging her for dear life.
I feel so safe in her embrace.
"Is Manako being mean?" she asks, baby talking.
Face in her chest, I nod.
"I-I'm not mean! All of you made me do it!" Manako whines.
"Aww, poor thing! C'mere and get a hug too," Tionishia says, pulling Manako in.
"Let's just get this over with. C'mon, Doppel," Zombina says.
"Fine. I don't think this is going to get any funnier anyway," Doppel says.
I feel my ring finger get pricked which makes me whimper.
"It's okay. It'll be over soon enough," Tionishia says softly, rubbing my back.
After getting my last three fingers pricked and blood collected, Zombina wraps my fingertips in white bandages.
"Alright, Tio. You can let them go now," Zombina says.
"Already? Just give me a little more time," Tionishia says.
"We get it! You have a hug fetish," Doppel says, pulling Tionishia away from Manako and me.
"I-I-It's not a f-fetish! I just really like hugs is all!" Tionishia exclaims, blushing.
"Keep telling yourself that," Doppel says.
Our antics finally over, they take a moment to line up side by side before me.
"Okay, Ryuta. You need to take off your clothes for this," Zombina says.
"Alright," I say.
I remove my maroon jacket and shoes then take off my black shirt and pants, leaving me in my dark blue briefs and socks.
"Huh," she says.
"What?" I ask.
"I wouldn't think you were a guy at first if I didn't have context clues," she says.
"D-Don't talk about my body," I say nervously.
"There's no need to be embarrassed. You're really cute," Tionishia compliments.
"Exactly what she said. Absolutely adorable," Zombina says.
"T-Thanks… I-I appreciate the compliments," I say.
"You're very welcome. Now let's get down to business," she says.
They start undressing before my eyes.
Except Doppel, of course.
"W-Why are you guys undressing," I say, looking elsewhere.
"I-It's a part of the procedure," Manako says.
"You gotta look, Ryuta," Zombina says.
Reluctantly looking at them, I'm taken aback.
Manako and Tionishia are in their bras and panties.
Zombina, however, is just straight topless!
The tent is being pitched.
"W-Why are you topless, Zombina?" I ask.
"Cuz I don't wear bras," she says casually.
If this is a test to see if I would get hard or not, then I'm passing with flying colors!
"Time for your underwear to come off," Doppel says.
"Me? I-I can't do that," I say.
"Then I'll be the one to do it," she says, getting behind me.
"Is this really necessary?" I ask.
"I wouldn't be doing it if it wasn't," she answers, grabbing ahold of my briefs with both of her hands.
In a swift motion, she pulls them down with my hard erection now exposed.
"O-Oh my," Manako and Tionishia gasp.
"Not bad," Doppel wolf whistles then snickers.
"Not bad here either," she whispers, giving me a small tap on the ass.
"Damn," Zombina says, astonished.
"C-Can we get to the point please," I say, covering my erection with my hands.
"Is there a species currently present in this room you wouldn't bang? Your erection suggests no but what does your mind say?" Doppel asks.
Why we gotta ask these kinds of embarrassing questions?
"O-Of course not," I answer.
I feel a collective blush in the room.
"Is it safe to say you could comfortably have sex with any liminal race?" she asks.
"Yes," I answer.
"Do you have a preference of any sort for a race?" she asks.
"No, not really," I answer.
"Do you want kids?" she asks.
"Definitely," I answer.
"Would you be a surrogate for a liminal if you were specifically requested?" she asks.
"Yes," I answer.
She gets in front of me and in my face, genuinely creepy death stare on her face.
It sends chills down my spine.
"Did you lie on any of these questions?" she whispers in a threateningly serious tone.
"No, ma'am," I say.
Her face goes back to normal.
"Your file will reflect these answers," she says, backing up a bit.
Something tells me bad things would've transpired if I lied.
"Seeing as how we pricked your dominant hand, I doubt you would be adequate for what happens next. Please pick one of us," she says.
"I don't follow," I say, confused.
"We need semen samples. Unless you think you can make do with your left hand, pick one of us," she says bluntly.
"O-Oh," I say.
"Don't think too hard about it," she says.
I can't for the life of me ask Manako. I think it would be far too uncomfortable for her and she doesn't seem like one to be experienced in the sexual field. Also, I only just met her today but she comes off as a sister to me so definitely nope.
Doppel seems like the type of person to have way too much fun edging a person rather than letting them finish.
I've been around Zombina the most and she seems like she wants to be the one to do it. Not to mention, that she's silently and not at all discreetly pointing to herself as I think.
Tionishia is… Tionishia.
I wish I could explain what that means exactly.
I only got one choice then.
"Z-Zombina," I say.
"Oh, you want me? I didn't think you would honestly pick me," she says, pretending to be surprised.
"You are quite shameless," Tionishia says.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Zombina says.
"Anyway, that means we are free to go," Doppel says, leaving.
Manako and Tionishia put their clothes back on and take their leave as well.
"So how do you wanna do this?" Zombina asks, walking up to me.
"I-I don't know," I say.
It's extremely hard to look at her with her boobs unabashedly out.
"How about this?" she holds up a condom.
That's one way to force an answer out of me.
"I think I would prefer if you use your hands instead," I say anxiously.
"Aww, you're no fun," she says, throwing it on the table and getting a glass bottle out.
She takes a few seconds to lube her hands up.
"Are you ready?" she asks.
I simply nod.
Why am I being so weird about this?
Moving my hands away, she grabs my dick, slowly stroking me.
I quietly pant.
Noticing my aversion to look at her, she lays her other hand on my cheek and slowly makes me look her in the eye.
"Ryuta, do you wanna touch me?" she asks softly.
"I-I shouldn't," I say.
"If it's about Polt, do remember that she approved this and is completely aware of what's happening. She's not going to get mad so relax," she says.
"R-Right," I say.
I slowly put my hands on her boobs and delicately caress them.
They're more firm than Polt's.
"There ya go," she chuckles.
My body shudders as I get closer.
"Z-Zombina," I say shakily.
She quickly gets the bottle and holds it in front of her stomach.
"C'mere," she says.
I throw my arms around her and pull myself into her.
"Thrust," she says.
Thrusting into the bottle, I hold her tightly and quietly moan as I shoot my load.
Orgasm subsiding, she pulls me out of the bottle and examines it.
"Is that enough?" I question, catching my breath.
"You filled it halfway and it would definitely be more than enough at a typical sperm bank but we need two separate bottles," she answers as she twists the cap on and gets another bottle.
"I don't think I have another one in me," I say.
"I can tell you that you definitely do if not more than that. I was only warming up," she says.
What's that meant to imply?
"If you say so," I say.
"Could you turn around for me?" she asks.
"Sure," I say, doing so.
"Nice body and a nice ass? Was Doppel trying to keep that to herself?" she says, rubbing my ass.
"T-Thanks, I guess," I say.
"Left or Right?" she asks.
"What's the context?" I question.
"Don't worry about it. Just say an answer," she says.
"L-Left," I answer warily.
She smacks me hard on the right cheek and I immediately put a hand over my mouth to stop myself from making a sound.
"Why did you cover your mouth?" she whispers in my ear.
"B-Because it hur- mmm," she smacks me again and I bite down on my bottom lip.
"Sorry, what was that?" she asks.
I don't answer.
She spanks me again anyway.
"How come you're getting hard off of being hit?" she teases.
Fine! I give up trying to hide it!
I grab onto the side of the table and bend over.
"H-Harder," I mutter.
"Can't hear ya," she says, irritating me.
"Spank me harder, you bitch!" I beg excitedly, looking back at her.
"With pleasure," she devilishly grins, hitting me just like I want as I moan out loud.
The stinging pain feels so damn good! It's absolutely to die for!
She starts playing with my asshole all the while.
"Zombina, p-please finger me," I say, voice quivering.
"You just want it all, don't you?" she growls, suddenly shoving her warm wet finger in me making me yelp.
"D-Damn," I gasp as she pumps her finger.
She stops spanking me and picks my right leg up.
"It's time for you to cum," she says, hitting my prostate.
My body quakes.
"Oh f-fuck," I shout, barely managing to get the bottle in position.
She takes her finger out and quickly covers my mouth, muffling my loud moaning from my mind blowing orgasm as I jizz into the bottle.
Having shot everything I had, my knees buckle and I fall to the ground, panting heavily.
"You okay?" she asks.
"Yeah… just give me a minute," I say.
After catching my breath, we get dressed.
"Please tell me that was enough. I am officially drained," I sigh.
"You actually filled it to the brim so it's more than enough," she says.
"Good to hear," I say, giving her a thumbs up.
"Smith should've processed the paperwork by now so let's go back to the front," she says.
"H-Hey, Zombina," I say.
"Yeah, Ryuta," she says, looking at me.
"Could you… not tell anyone about what happened in here?" I ask shyly.
"You really think I would tell anyone that you're a lewd slut? I won't tell a soul," she says, smiling while giving me a soft pat on the ass.
Glad she didn't put strength behind that one.
She made the right side of my ass red and sore enough as it is already.
The drive home and sitting in general is going to suck.
"Thanks," I say.
"It's no problem," she says.
Going back to the lobby, Smith is standing around with the others.
"So how did it go?" Smith asks.
"Pretty good I'd say," Zombina answers.
"Also, I should tell you, Ryuta that you're officially approved to be a host," Smith says.
Wait… WHAT?!
"Congratulations, Ryuta," they applaud.
Something's wrong.
"I think there's been a mixup. I only signed for a license," I say.
"That's not what it says here on the host registration paper which is one of the many papers you signed. See?" Smith shows me the paper in question.
I… I actually did sign it?
But I don't remember seeing it.
Hold on just a minute!
"You put this towards the bottom of the stack, didn't you?" I say, narrowing my eyes at her.
"You shouldn't rush through paperwork y'know," she says, smug look on her face.
"Then I would've been here forever!" I shout.
"You will be fiiine," she says.
Feels like she intentionally did this.
But why would she want me to be a host?
"Hey, at least it means you and Polt can do it as much as you two like now," Zombina whispers, throwing an arm over my shoulder.
"Zombina! Don't say that," I say.
"Well, it's true," she chuckles.
"I-I'll do my best," I say, just accepting the situation.
"Here's two books you'll want to read. One is about being a host and the other is about extraspecies. They have all the information necessary to help you out," Manako says, handing me the books.
"Thanks, Manako," I say.
Why must they be the size of two dictionaries?
"Y-You're welcome, Ryuta," she says, blushing a little.
"Any inquiries you have before you go?" Smith asks.
"Not really," I say.
"Then you may take your leave," Smith says.
Finally, I'm free!
"Ryuuutaaa! Don't you wanna a hug for goodbye and good luck?" Tionishia shouts, running at me.
Before I can react, she scoops me up off the ground and hugs me, tightly squeezing my body.
"You're… you're crushing me," I mutter as I try to break free.
Is this my third brush with death now?
"S-Sorry! I got too excited," she apologizes, letting me go.
"You really gotta control yourself," Doppel sighs.
Embarrassed, Tionishia laughs it off.
"I'll see you all around," I say, waving goodbye.
They wave back.
"Actually, I have one more thing to tell you," Smith says as I'm halfway out the door.
"Yeah," I say.
She walks up to me and throws her arms around my neck, pressing herself into my back.
"S-Smith," I stammer.
"I knew there was something familiar about you," she whispers in my ear.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"You're his brother. Aren't you, Ryuta Kurusu?" she questions.
They actually know him?!
Goddamn it, Kimihito! What have you been up to?
"Are you his girlfriend or something?" I ask.
"I'm just a good friend is all though I must say this is certainly news to me. He's never mentioned having a brother. Why is that?," she says.
Not even a mention in passing?
You're such a jerk, big brother!
"You should ask him that because I don't know why he wouldn't," I say.
"I'll do that and also…," she says.
"Also what?" I ask.
"You may feel that you're not cut out to be a host but I'll tell you that I think that's not true especially if you're even a little bit like Kimihito," she says.
"I appreciate the sentiment," I say.
She kisses me on the cheek making me blush.
"Get going, Sweetheart," she says, smiling.
"Y-Yes, m-ma'am," I stutter.
I swear I don't understand this woman.
She only did it again just to see me malfunction, didn't she?
I go to my car and get in.
I take a deep breath the second I sit, quickly remembering that sitting down is going to remain a difficulty for a bit.
Had there been a strap-on involved, Zombina would've probably given me a limp too with how rough I told her to be.
I shift my weight to the left cheek.
Much better.
Starting it up, I drive off.
Holy shit! I just realized that I actually interacted with liminals that aren't Polt!
To think I was so shy initially when it's that easy!
I'm finally on my way back home!
My life has taken a turn but if I'm correct, being a host is a gradual change.
No one gets a homestay super quickly.
I've got time to prepare myself for it at the very least.
In the meantime, my life is back to what it was after Polt came along and nothing crazy or weird will happen for about a solid month.
Right?
RIGHT?!