Hello! And welcome to the first chapter of 2025 of Senran Persona! I hope everyone has had great holidays and an even better New Years… because my Christmas kinda sucked, spending it sick and bed. At least I got LEGO sets!

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Anyways, let's just get straight into it! Time to resolve some heavy UST.

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Chapter 141: Pink Heart

(10/9, Early Morning)

(Shibuya, Shin Megami Apartment Complex)

The morning was well underway for the sisters, having woken up a little earlier than usual, giving them much more time to prepare for school. Asuka was making an extra fancy breakfast while Homura was working on something, looking up stuff on her phone and writing it down in a rather...intellectual manner. It certainly wasn't homework, from the looks of it, but it did pique the Vice Leader's curiosity. And so, after making sure she could leave the food to cook for a little bit, she headed over to see what the tan skinned girl was working on.

"What'cha doing, Homu-neechan?" Asuka asked, looking over her sister's shoulder.

"Just figuring out what to do once we're in our third years." Homura answered, scrolling up on her phone. "You know, what classes to take, what electives to choose, universities to aim for. Stuff like that." She then added.

"Universities?" Asuka repeated in a curious manner. "Honestly, before coming to Tokyo and meeting everyone, I never really thought about it." She confessed in a sheepish manner.

Homura in turn giggled at that. "That sounds like you Sis." She teasingly pointed out.

In turn, Asuka pouted. "Well, I can't really help it." She responded. "With everything going on, I haven't really thought about my future any further than final exams." She then reminded.

"I guess you're right. Just surviving the month is still sort of a struggle." Homura admitted while rubbing the back of her neck. "But still, we need to start thinking about what we'll do after we graduate high school. It's better to do this early than to scramble at the last minute." She soon got out.

"But I want to be a model, and that doesn't really need any higher education. Or education at all." Asuka then pointed out, remembering the ash blonde's grades pre-Makoto.

"It's good to have one. Who knows, maybe you'll want to be something else after you're done being a model." Homura stated with a shrug.

"I can't be a model for life?" Asuka asked as a certain pinkette model came to mind.

"I mean, you can choose to but you'll be missing out on so many other things, and sometimes that decision is made for you." Homura informed. "I don't know, you could start your own fashion brand. Be your own boss. I'm sure Miki has her own plans in the future when she gets older or decides to step aside for the new generation. Why don't you ask her when you see her tomorrow?" She then listed off the possibilities before suggesting.

"I like where I am though..." Asuka muttered in disappointment.

"Sis, you have to understand that as nice as it might be to stay where you are now, at the end of the day, you should be looking out for yourself." Homura stated in a firm manner. "Being loyal is fine and all, but it shouldn't be for life. As soon as you feel like you've done all you can or wanted to achieve, you should move on and aim for higher goals. Don't stagnate, as industries change and shift all the time." She soon explained before nodding. "Yeah, it's scary to do something new outside of your comfort zone, but it's either adapt to it or leave it entirely. You might even find it more fun than before." She then concluded.

"...How do you know all this?" Asuka soon asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Makoto." Homura answered. "Future Superintendent General. She gave me tips." She reminded and revealed.

"Aw, that's..." Asuka began before pausing. "...Eeeehhh..." She then let out, making a face that couldn't decide between being proud or offended.

"I know, I know. Cops haven't been exactly the most helpful lately, but without them, society would collapse." Homura soon stated. "We just need people to fix the system, and Makoto might, no, will be the person to do just that." She then added.

"Well, I'll be sure to help." Asuka responded with a smile. Maybe a little help from shinobi could help make a difference. "But I still don't know what I'm going to do after being a model." She soon reminded with a sigh. She really did enjoy it after all. "I don't even know if I want to work at my family's sushi shop full-time." She then confessed.

"Well, let's start at where you wanna go first then check their available courses." Homura decided as her sister nodded in agreement. "What uni do you want to attend?" She then asked.

"Hmm, if I had to choose a college, it would probably be in Asakusa or Motoasakusa to be close to home." Asuka revealed. "Though if I get the offer to study abroad, it might be interesting since it would be cool to see the world." She then confessed.

"I see." Homura replied with a nod, but then blinked at the second part. "Wait, really?" She then asked with interest.

In turn, Asuka nodded. "Hai. Ever since coming here to Tokyo and meeting everyone, it's been expanding my interests." She revealed in a grateful manner. However, she soon noticed the distressed look on her sister's face. "Eh? Did I say something wrong?" She soon asked in concern.

"N-No! Not at all, but...you'd really take the first chance to move away?" Homura nervously got out.

"What? No!" Asuka exclaimed. "I still want to be with my friends and family. I know we could always keep in touch over the net but...it's kind of hard to imagine not being able to see you everyday when I come home." She then assured.

"Aw, that's sweet." Homura cooed out with a blush. "But...I don't want you to hold you back. You already turned down the offer to model around the world, and...an opportunity like that just doesn't happen again. I'm flattered, but it was stupid for you to do that." She then stated with a frown.

"Maybe, but it wouldn't be worth it right now." Asuka got out with a shrug. "I do wanna see more sights, experience new things, all that stuff. But that's something I want to do in the future. Today, I want to be here with you, Homu-neechan." She then added.

"...I want you to be here too." Homura confessed. "...So, um, do you mind if I suggest a place?" She then asked in a cautious manner.

"Hm? Um, sure." Asuka nodded.

Homura swiftly pulled out her phone and quickly searched for the university. "Here you go. Hakuō University." She soon enough revealed.

"Huh, I never heard of it." Asuka admitted.

"It's a nice place. I mean, look! They serve Korean corndogs for lunch there!" Homura informed and revealed.

"How do you know about this place?" Asuka soon asked in a curious manner.

"The friend I made at the summit suggested the place." Homura replied, grinning a little.

"Ooooh, did you get an offer to that university?" Asuka assumed with a smile.

"Yep, and she even offered to help me get in. Plus, it's in Motoasakusa. That's seven minutes away from Asakusa by car." Homura nodded as she showed her sister a map showing its location and relative distance.

"...That's not that far." Asuka got out, looking rather pleased with that...until she was reminded of something. "But that does mean we need to learn to drive properly." She then reminded.

The sister in turn soon remembered the last time they drove...at the start of their adventures into the Metaverse. They could still hear the screeching of the Morganamobile's roof as it grinded down the escalator handrails upside down.

"Umm...maybe we should get mopeds." Asuka soon suggested.

"Yeah, bikes...bikes might be better." Homura awkwardly giggled. "...Plus, I can imagine you riding a moped." She soon admitted.

"Huh?" Asuka got out in confusion.

"Yeah. I mean, I can see it now, riding around with your scarf flowing through the wind, with a nice helmet on. You'd look like one of those fashion commercials set in France when they are not being so weird and vague." Homura explained, painting the scene in each other's heads.

"...Actually, that does sound really fashionable." Asuka soon replied. "So, Hakuō University sounds pretty nice, but we'll need to check it out beforehand. Maybe you can get your friend to give us a tour?" She then suggested.

"Sounds like a good-" Homura began before stopping herself.

Asuka instantly became concerned by the sudden stop. "...Homu-neechan?" She got out.

"So um, maybe that tour might not happen if I ask." Homura suddenly and awkwardly responded.

"Huh? How come?" Asuka questioned. "Is it like Sainnin? No, wait, Sanin? Uh...the school that suddenly vanished." She then tried to remember the name of the place.

"Well...I sort of...Iturneditdownalmostautomaticallywhensheofferedyesterday." Homura quickly answered, unable to look her sister in the eyes.

SHATTER!

The Vice Leader however immediately knew what her sister said. "You turned it down right away!? Why!?" Asuka gawked and questioned in disbelief.

"Well, for a lot of reasons." Homura assured.

"..." Asuka simply gave the tan skinned girl a judging stare.

"Well, more like a couple." Homura then admitted, sounding significantly less assured.

"..." Asuka's expression however remained unfazed. "Was it for me?" She soon assumed.

"No! No...no no no no no. No." Homura soon denied before trailing off with a blush on her face. "...A little?" She meekly got out, feeling as though she was shrinking.

"Homu-neechan!" Asuka exclaimed in disapproval.

"W-Well, I was thinking that you would be sad if we were separated and I'd go to the uni you're going so..." Homura then tried to explain, only for her adopted sister to look less and less amused.

"...You were trying to convince me to go to the university you were offered to go to?" Asuka deadpanned.

"Well...yeah, but think about the amenities there! It's a nice place, Sis!" Homura confessed. "There's a coffee shop there too!" She then pointed out.

"You know all coffee that isn't from Leblanc tastes like dirt to me." Asuka reminded with a sigh.

"It's still a great place. I mean, it's not Tokyo U, but it's still high up there." Homura then insisted.

"Stop." The Vice Leader soon demanded, causing her sister to freeze. "Homu-neechan, do you want to go?" Asuka soon asked.

"Well...Um...maybe?" Homura mumbled. "...Crap, Makoto-senpai is probably aiming for Tokyo U..." She then realized with a groan.

Asuka however sighed to this as she placed her hands on her hips. "Homu-neechan, you can't get everything you want, you know." She soon reminded.

"I-I can try!" Homura stammered with a determined look. "I just want my friends and family to be together, you know?" She then added.

"...What if my friends go to a different university and I want to go with them?" Asuka soon pointed out. "Katsu-nee and Ikaruga-chan are graduating. What if I want to see them more often? What if I want to go with Ann-chan or Haru-chan instead? Or even study abroad in another country while learning under Miki-chan? Or maybe I want to go somewhere else and make more new friends." She then listed off the possibilities.

"Oh, um..." Homura averted her gaze.

"Homu-neechan, I love you so much as my sister, but you shouldn't hold yourself back just for me." Asuka confessed and stated with her hands on her hip. "Did you not just tell me not to stagnate?" She then recalled.

"Urk! My own words against me!" Homura mentally exclaimed. "That's...Um...I..." She got out in an awkward manner.

"We will always be together, even if we're apart." Asuka soon reassured. "I won't be sad either." She then added.

"But...I just got you as a family member, I don't wanna lose you so soon." Homura muttered in a saddened manner.

"It's not like I'd leave forever." Asuka pointed out. "Come on, my home is here in Japan, with you guys and my parents. Even if I do move away, I'll always return here eventually." She then assured.

"But what if...what if I...or you...just...something..." Homura began, though lost her breath from all the possibilities forming.

"I think we're thinking too far in the future right now." Asuka soon got out with a good-natured giggle. "We have plenty of time until we graduate. Heck, we can spend our entire third year figuring it out. We don't have to decide right now what we want to do. We have our entire lives ahead of us."

"...Yeah, you're right." Homura sighed.

"And don't just make certain decisions just cause you want to stay close to me too." Asuka requested. "If you are given any chance, you should at least consider them." She then explained.

"Even if it means moving to Botswana?" Homura asked at random.

"Even if it means going to Mars." Asuka jokingly reassured before pausing. "...But uh, you know, make sure you keep in contact. I'll spend the money to have an interstellar phone plan." She sheepishly added.

"I love you too Sis." Homura responded as she hugged her sister.

"You promise to stop holding back?" Asuka soon questioned.

"I'll go all-out, for anything that involves obtaining a better future." Homura declared with a nod.

"Ok, then I request you contact your friend saying you'll at least consider the university before it's too late." Asuka soon advised and explained in an authority filled manner.

"Y-Yes ma'am." Homura awkwardly responded as she got her phone and started typing.

"Good." Asuka replied in approval. "...Wait, we've been talking about this as if we just had civilian lives, what about our shinobi and Thief lives?" The Vice Leader soon pointed out and wondered.

Homura suddenly stopped texting and blinked owlishly at that. "...Ah son of a-" She began.

"PROTESTANT WHORE!" They suddenly heard Miyabi shout from her apartment, along with the sounds of hitting something. "PIECE OF SHIT! WORK ALREADY!" She then suddenly swore and demanded.

The sisters looked at each other with a wince. If they were to live next to each other again, they were definitely getting a place with thicker walls. "Uh, you okay over there, Miyabi-sensei?" Asuka called out.

"I'm fine apart from the splitting headache I woke up with!" Miyabi soon replied in frustration, just before hearing a small pop. "...And I might need a new rice cooker as well." She then awkwardly revealed in a meeker tone.

"You can use ours until you get a new one." Homura offered.

"Oh thank God." Miyabi breathed out. "You two are god-sends!" She then declared.

"It's no problem, Miyabi-sensei!" Asuka replied. "I know the horrors of rice withdrawal." She then got out with a haunted look on her face.

BZZT!

"Ah, Kochō-senpai replied." Homura got out as she looked at her phone starting from the first text she sent.

[FireGirl20: Good morning, Kochō-senpai.]

[DoSButterflyQueen: Ah, Homura-san, I was just about to text you.]

[DoSButterflyQueen: I know you said you couldn't go, but I can at least give you a tour of Hakuō University. Would you mind coming over today?]

[FireGirl20: Sure. I don't have any plans today. I'll be there in a jiffy, my fellow Queen.]

[DoSButterflyQueen: Wait really!? Splendid!]

[DoSButterflyQueen: Be there by 10 sharp!]

[FireGirl20: Hai!]

"Well, it seems I'm getting that tour after all." Homura replied in relief. "I guess she really wants me to attend that university." She then assumed.

"That and she sees you as a good friend. It's like you've got a recommendation already." Asuka stated with a proud look. "I wish I could tag along, but I already have plans today." She then got out in an apologetic tone.

"It's fine. I'll just take pictures while I'm there." Homura responded. "See you tonight for a movie?" She then asked.

"I'll go ahead and rent a DVD at the store then." Asuka offered.

Homura smiled at that before sniffing the air. "...What's that smell?" She soon asked as...

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"...AH!" Asuka suddenly yelped as she dashed into the kitchen. "Don'tbeburntdon'tbeovercookeddon'tberuineddon'tbeonFUCKINGFIRE!" She got out in a panic.

Homura meanwhile giggled as she watched her sister.

This was definitely the life, even with its ups and downs.

(Okumura Residence)

Meanwhile, Haru was going through her morning routine.

The heiress was currently in her room, having some personal quiet and alone time for herself by pouring some tea on her teacup as gently as possible. As she poured from her ceramic teapot, her gaze was focused on the flowing tea filling up her cup along with some bits of steam coming out of it.

Then, after she set her teapot, she picked up her teacup and held it closer to her face, whiffing the scent of her freshly brewed tea.

"If only I could see some Shadow blood spatter...or flowing." Haru stated to herself under her breath, though she knew it would not be a good idea to go into Mementos by herself...as tempting as it was some days just to see some stress-relieving blood.

The blood dripping off her axe...the cries of the Shadows as some of them pleading for their lives under her said axe...

With that imagination in mind as she smelled the scent of her hot tea, she slowly licked her lips, hoping there would be more in the future days ahead.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

A knock on her door snapped her out of her innermost thoughts. Set the raging bloodlust aside and time for a woman with regal etiquette.

"Come in!" Haru responded, only for the door to open to see the familiar blonde in her winter clothes with a duffle bag hanging off her shoulder. "Ah, Katsu-chan. Good morning." She soon greeted with a smile.

"Hey Haru." The blonde greeted back with a nod. "Is everything okay for you here?" Katsuragi decided to ask.

The heiress took a small sip of her hot tea before setting it down on the small table. "Hai, I'm feeling a little better, Katsu-chan." Haru responded. "How about you? Did you have fun yesterday with Ryuji-kun?" She then asked with a smile.

"I did, hehe. It was great." Katsuragi replied with a grin. "Ate some great food, saw some nice sights, saw his bulge. 10 out of 10, would date again."

"Ooh, that sounded fun!" Haru happily replied. She was happy to hear both of her friends enjoyed themselves.

"Ngh, did she have to mention that last bit though? Too much information." Milady meanwhile groaned out with disgust.

"What?" Haru thought in confusion.

"It's only a matter of time before I'll give him my I'll Fuck You card and it will be amazing." Katsuragi then thought with a perverted giggle.

"Well, I'm glad Ryuji-kun treated you well yesterday." Haru confessed, making the mental note to praise the dyed blond next time she saw him. "I'd chop him up into itty-bitty pieces and feed him to pigs if he did anything untowards you." She then casually stated as if it was a normal thing.

"...I've known you for so long, and yet that side of you still freaks me out." Katsuragi muttered, both disturbed yet used to how distressingly happy the heiress tended to be. "Oh, and hey! You didn't get kidnapped once this entire time! I guess we did our job pretty damn well." She then pointed out.

"You didn't really do your job at all." Haru soon reminded with a slight sweatdrop . "...Then again, nothing did happen to me the entire time you were or the others were here." She then recalled.

"Looks like your kidnappers seem to finally learn their lesson, it seems." Katsuragi stated with a hint of relief on her face. "That, or they're too broken and poor to try again." She then added.

"Well, either way, I'm glad you guys were here to protect me and do your duties as shinobi." Haru couldn't help but respond with a smile on her face...only to feel down afterwards. "Which makes your replacement all the more worrying..." She then added

"That new Elite team they hired, yeah." Katsuragi got out with narrowed eyes.

"It's sad you have to leave." Haru confessed.

"I know. I wish I could stay longer." Katsuragi sighed out. "But unfortunately, the contract is ending soon and we're about to be replaced by some zookeepers or whatever." She then reminded.

"Zodiacs." Haru corrected.

"Right, them. Zodiacs." Katsuragi replied as if she was waving it off. "At least we're getting paid thanks to you and the old man. I'd hate to think what would happen if we did end up scammed. Stupid corporate bullshit..." She then added and cursed.

"Aren't you a little worried that you and the rest will be seen as...incompetent by other clients because of what happened?" Haru soon asked in concern.

"Ah, let us worry about that." Katsuragi waved off. "Besides, I think they'll cut us some slack. Everyone is still scrambling on how to deal with the Phantom Thieves. Hey, we even came out of it with some info about them. Hibari did fight them, after all." She added and pointed out.

"R-Right." Haru awkwardly responded.

"Soon enough, we might be able to get them on our side, provided they don't change our hearts." Katsuragi then added.

"We would never-ACK!" Haru instinctively defended only to force herself to choke on her words.

"Whoa, you okay?" Katsuragi got out in concern as Haru coughed politely into her fist.

"Sorry, I must've gotten something in my throat." Haru replied apologetically, blushing at her mistake. "I meant to say that it would never happen to anyone at Hanzō." She then added.

"Hey, can't be too cautious. Still, I'd love to get their autographs." Katsuragi stated, shivering upon what the Thieves could do to her. "By the way, your dad's been looking...well, not better, but he's working on something instead of moping around." She soon informed.

"You think he'll confess soon?" Haru asked.

"Maybe." The blonde responded with a shrug. "Man, what I wouldn't give to meet the Thieves. I'd shake their hands...or rub their tits. It depends on their cup size. Man, I hope they're all a bunch of sexy chicks..." She then admitted as she started imagining them in front of her, before giggling and started groping the air.

Haru simply tapped her foot while giving a smile at her. If only she knew...

"...So, you gonna do it now?" Katsuragi suddenly asked in a casual manner.

"Eh? Ah, right. I promised to show you my true size before you left." Haru recalled. "But, no touching remember. Eyes only and you can't tell the others." She instructed while subtly menacing the blonde with a disarming smile.

"Hey, I'm not gonna break that promise." Katsuragi reassured with hands on her hips.

"Very well." Haru replied as she removed her top, revealing her compression bra and stood in front of the blonde.

"Still can't believe you've kept them like that for ages." Katsuragi remarked as she studied the cups closely.

Haru made a small laugh. "Well, a girl has her ways." She then stated before unclipping her compression bra.

BOING!

The perverted blonde's jaw dropped at the sight of the mammies before her as Haru stood before her in nothing but her pink panties now.

"...The actual hell, Haru?" Katsuragi suddenly gawked.

"Eh?" The heiress got out.

"Why do you keep those tits of yours to yourself?" Katsuragi simply commented with a sigh.

"I already told you why, remember?" Haru tried to explain.

"Yeah, I know." The blonde stated. "It's just...I really want to kick your fiance's ass." She soon confessed.

Haru stared at her for a moment...before giggling a bit. "I would love to see that. But of course, you know his background. If anything happens to him, I'll be in trouble with his family." She then replied and pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Katsuragi sighed...right before getting an idea, completely with a lightbulb and a DING! "...But what if I dressed up like a dude and-" She then began to suggest.

"Let me handle him, Katsu-chan." Haru reassured her. "It's not like he'll actually ever see them." She then added.

"He better not, then." Katsuragi responded in a threatening manner.

Haru laughed a bit at the eagerness of her friend wanting to protect her.

"Man...it would look a lot better if you're naked right now." The perverted blonde admitted while glancing down at Haru's panties.

"Nice try, Katsu-chan." Haru stated with a giggle.

"I'm serious." Katsuragi insisted. "It would be a great memory for me, and there's only so much time in the world to make them." She then added.

"Maybe when we're bathing together." Haru casually remarked. "Someday."

"Jeez, when will that ever happen?" Katsuragi commented while rolling her eyes. "Anyway, I guess I should go, then." She soon decided with disappointment in her voice.

"I suppose so." The heiress stated with a downcast tone along with a nod. "It was great spending some time with the others from your school." She then added with at least a small smile forming on her face.

"And you've an amazing client. I wish we could do it again but I doubt we'll be seeing you anytime soon." Katsuragi replied.

"Well, if the new team allows, I may be able to spend time with you all outside of such work." Haru responded.

"That all depends on what happens to your old man." The blonde replied. "Tell Asuka to stay safe for us, alright?" Katsuragi soon requested.

Haru in response nodded with a smile. "I will." She replied in reassurance.

"See you soon, Haru." Katsuragi bid herself goodbye. "And one more thing...nice tits." She then remarked with a grin before closing the door.

Haru giggled as she shook her head from that. The blonde pervert never changes, and it's somehow relieving for her.

Now the heiress was alone in her room with only her lukewarm tea on the table catching her attention. Clearly, it was now back to her usual life here in Tokyo.

Although, given how she often got odd and disturbed looks from her fellow Thieves, maybe the term usual meant something different to the others.

With one swift motion, she swiped the rest of her clothes and underwear and laid herself on her fluffy bed, now in nothing but a bathrobe wrapped around her.

"Father..." Haru muttered in concern.

She really hoped nothing would happen to him after what occurred in his Palace due to Black Mask...

"Tomorrow is Health and Sports Day...then it's the deadline." Haru thought, looking over the empty luggage in the corner of her room. "Will it all work out and earn my freedom, or will this be all for nothing...or even worse? No matter what, I'll have to face it."

With that, the heiress then decided to get up and take a bath and hot shower, hoping that the heat would soothe her anxiety for at least a little bit.

(Yongen-Jaya, Tokyo Mirage Apartment Complex)

When Yuki woke up today, she was feeling a lot lazier than what a shinobi or someone of her skill level should be. However, since she actually hadn't trained her skills in a while and just coasted on what she had learned and her natural talent, it didn't feel as much of a betrayal.

After all, everyone else betrayed her first.

BOING!

"Mornin'..." Yuki yawned out, stepping into the main part of the apartment in just her red lace bra and panties and her hair down.

"You woke up late." Maki noted. "Felt like sleeping in?" She then guessed.

"I always want to sleep in, it just depends on if I have the willpower to get up earlier or not." Yuki replied as she tried to work out the kinks in her limbs and the knots in her hair before noticing the ravenette and the silverette in the middle of the room, fully dressed and preparing their weapons. "What are you guys doing?" She eventually asked.

"I'm getting ready to spar with Reki." Hyōki answered while she cleaned the handle of her laser sword and its sheath.

"Testing out...uh..." Yuki started, only to blank out the name of the silverette's new weapons.

"Chrysiridia the blade and Acherontia the gun, though mostly focusing on my blade for this spar." Reki answered with pride as she made sure nothing was loose on her blade despite using some of her power to alter it. A catastrophic failure in the middle of a fight was essentially a death sentence, so she wanted to make sure that it didn't happen when she used it for real.

"And you, Hyōki-chi?" Yuki then asked the young leader.

"Miki thinks I've gotten too relaxed regarding my training." The ravenette sighed out.

"You've been eating so much lately whenever you hang out with your crush." Miki pointed out. "That fat is definitely going to your thighs." She then added

"I-I still try to go to the gym to burn it off!" Hyōki called out before grimacing. "Although, I don't really stay too long. The pervs..." She then added before grumbling out.

"You need Ryuji to drive them off again?" Miki got out with a raised eyebrow. "There are permanent solutions to stop them from staring at you." She then suggested.

"Miki, murdering them would be going against my new path." Hyōki sighed out.

"I was gonna say call the police on them." Miki pointed out. "You're still a minor. Pretty sure it counts as pedophilia." She then added.

"It's not always adults." Hyōki then mumbled before cupping her bust in her hands. "All due to these..." She mumbled.

BOING!

"Considering you stuffed your face with those damned burgers..." Maki deadpanned.

"I was doing it for the challenge!" The young ravenette countered with a pout.

"And look where it got you. A pair of oversized meatbags that make pedos want to screw you..." The brunette countered in a more hostile tone. "Remember what happened at Protein Lovers?" She then reminded her with crossed arms under her breasts.

Hyōki winced at that.

"The curse of big boobs..." Reki sighed out.

"You're lucky your Ryuji man protected your nudity from unnecessary eyes." Maki stated along with a slight sigh of relief from the end.

"Speaking of Hyōki-chan's nudity..." Miki began with a finger on her chin along with a smirk.

"No, Miki... He hasn't seen me naked...yet." Hyoki decided to admit to her.

"...Yet?" Maki asked with a flat look.

"Is Fearless Leader planning to go all the way?" Yuki asked. "You...do realize what you need to do, right? To make sure you win his heart, get into his pants, make him Ryuji Saiga and start pumping out little panther cubs?" She then casually expounded further.

"That's... Um! Yes! It's all part of the new path I have planned..." Hyōki managed to answer.

"Wait, new path?!" The blonde got out in confusion.

"Well, now that I have a shot with Ryuji-kun, I need to better myself and ensure that he'll stay with me after I tell him about...everything." Hyōki stated.

Yuki blinked. "Wait, seriously? For real?" She then got out, not believing what she was hearing from her leader.

"I can't hide who I am if I manage to convince him to enter a relationship with me along with Kat." Hyoki got out with a frown. "I know eventually something will happen that will force me to reveal it, so I have to do my best to minimize my...less than savory actions." She then explained before pausing. "Would he really date a murderer?" She then muttered in worry. "Especially one that killed her own father in cold blood even if he deserved it?" She continued once more.

"I would first worry about getting into a relationship with him first." Reki soon suggested.

"Have you even confessed to Ryuji that you like him?" Maki soon asked in a flat tone.

The ravenette in response went silent and blushed.

"Ugh...it's like having everything prepared to run a race, but you haven't even gotten accepted to run it..." Maki grumbled while palming her face.

"I-I'm waiting for the right moment, dammit!" Hyōki exclaimed, red dusting her cheeks. "I-It has to be special and...we...we need to work him over first!" She then added.

"...You're planning to violently beat him?" Maki got out, her eyebrow raising at that.

"No! Unless he's okay with it because he's a-a-a, uh..." Hyōki replied immediately before trailing off.

Was her Ryuji-kun actually a masochist?

"I mean, like uhhh...you know, make him cool with the idea of dating two people. He's just way too devoted to Kat to ever think about dividing his attention." The ravenette hastily corrected herself.

"So what is this right moment?" Yuki asked. "At his wedding?" She then joked.

"It will be...soon." Hyōki informed in a firm manner. "Obviously before any wedding!" She then declared in annoyance.

"I dunno. There are such things as shotgun weddings." Miki however stated.

Hyōki coughed as her entire face began to glow red. "T-Th-They...They haven't had sex yet!" She then got out.

"Well, ignoring the fact that you don't know for sure until they bragged about doing it," The young blonde began with a judging look. "You need to hurry it up because Katsu-chii sounds like the type of person to go in raw and dirty for her first time." Yuki pointed out with a smirk as she started doing an obscene gesture with her hands.

"GAAAAAAH!" Hyōki yelled as she covered her face.

The ravenette knew that that was a real possibility given how assertive, aggressive and confident Katsuragi was about her sexuality.

"...And your sister?" Miki soon asked. "She probably still has a grudge and would likely try and take her revenge if she ever finds you." She then reminded.

"She could go after Ryuji. I'd do that if I want to inflict as much pain as possible." Maki added.

"Vengeance begets vengeance." Yuki sighed out.

"Maki. He's a civilian. We don't go after them, remember?" Reki reminded the brunette.

"Hehe, I wonder what would happen is she fell for Ryuji too?" Yuki jokingly asked.

"Do not put that in my head!" Hyōki cried out as she clutched the sides of her skull. "I already had enough trouble with Kat before learning she wants to share him with me, don't throw her into this mess!" She then added with the same tone as if in a slight panic.

"If you don't want to worry about that, why not set her up with Ryuji's best friend or something?" Yuki suggested all of a sudden.

"...Eh?" The ravenette got out, confused.

"Play cupid for the blonde bimbo." Yuki explained. "Obviously without her finding out it was you, natch." She then added.

"Obviously. And she can't find out you four are in on this as well." Hyōki replied.

"Sounds good." Yuki nodded in agreement. "And hey, Fearless Leader, think you can find out about any 'close guy friends' from your boyfriend?" She then asked.

"Close guy friends?" The ravenette Leader repeated.

"Your boyfriend's friends that are male. Obviously." Yuki explained. "You need their names and a physical description at minimum." She then added.

"What's with the word obviously?" Reki couldn't help but say.

"It was thrown around a lot on the Bootyland commercial I filmed not too long ago." Miki sighed out. "Obviously not as much as buttocks and their synonyms." She explained before realizing what she just said. "Damn it!" She then swore.

"We really need to expand our vocabulary..." Maki deadpanned.

"Anyway, yes, you need to find your boyfriend's friends that are men, alright? The ones with a penis. You have seen one, right?" Yuki continued.

"N-not directly..." Hyōki stammered out as she recalled yesterday's date and how she and Katsuragi had clung to him. "...Does that hentai DVD you sent me count, Miki?" She then tried to clarify.

"Technically, but I was more referring to actually seeing it in the flesh. His penis, to be exact." Miki casually explained as blunt as possible.

"We...didn't have public sex, okay?!" The ravenette blurted out with her face bright red in mortification. "Neither did him and Kat." She then added as soon as she saw Miki open her mouth. "And, no, we didn't do lesbian stuff." She pointed out as she saw the silverette's mouth open.

"Then why are you answering 'not directly'?" Yuki decided to ask.

"Well...Me and Kat may have gotten him aroused." Hyōki managed to answer.

"So, he was pitchin' a tent in his pants then." The blonde bluntly stated. "How big?" She then asked.

"...Wha?" Hyōki barely managed to squeak out with a blush. "I... couldn't get a good look at it." She managed to add...though it was a half-lie. "And I'm not even sure what size would be considered the equivalent to our boobs." She then mumbled.

"Aww...well, at least that's proof enough that he's a man. And a healthy one at that. We'll figure out his 'size' later." Miki stated with a smirk. "Okay, Yuki-chan, what else?" She then asked as she continued.

"Hmm...needs to be decent personality-wise, but I think that'll be pretty damned easy." Yuki pointed out. "Any one of his friends would have to be decent people."

"Naturally." Maki deadpanned with a flat look on her face. "Damn it all, I want to be anywhere else but here right now..." She then thought as she started simmering.

"S-Sorry, Maki." Hyōki apologized. "Guys, can we continue this discussion later?" She then ordered her teammates, being their Leader and all.

"Alright, alright." Miki relented. "We'll have time to talk about it later." She then added.

"Suits me just fine." Yuki agreed with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Great. Because Maki here looks like she wants out of this conversation." Reki then pointed out as she saw the brunette start to hit her boiling point. "And she seems to be indiscriminate in whether she wants to do it non-violently or not judging by how she's twitching."

"Right, we were off topic back there." Miki sighed out. "Apologies once again, Maki. You know we can't stop ourselves from every conversation being about Hyōki's love life. We all really need better stuff going on in our lives." She then explained and added.

"You're the ones who keep bringing it up..." Hyōki grumbled with a pout. "Now can we get this fight started this year?" She soon asked.

"I am ready." Reki declared...with a lick of her lips.

"Okay. First, let's set some ground rules." Maki got out. "I want a clean fight with only blades being used, so no underhanded techniques, going for the eyes, or the use of teeth, nails, spit, piss, shit or flatulence. First one to get a tear in their clothes or decides to yield, loses. You have five minutes because we all have places to be. Do you both agree to these rules?" She then explained said rules.

"Hai." The two fighters responded.

"Flatulence?" Yuki repeated, looking rather disgusted.

"There are some really gross, desperate shinobi." Miki whispered. "Same goes for those who use the three prior ones." She then added.

"When you are ready, create a Kekkai and begin." Maki ordered the two with crossed arms.

"Shinobi...Kekkai!" The two called out at the same time as they both made certain hand signals and all five of them vanished from the scene without a trace.

(Hyōki's and Reki's Dual Shinobi Kekkai)

(Cue The Night We Stood by Lyn Inaizumi, ATLUS Sound Team)

The five soon arrived at a massive open cavern with many, many stalagmites, stalactites and columns surrounded them with giant, thorny yellow roses criss-crossing at various locations. The area was illuminating in eerie, red moonlight peeking in from the few cracks in the ceiling.

"Shinobi...Tenshin!" Both girls soon declared, the ravenette's body glowing black while the silverette's glowed purple.

For the young leader, a black hat accented with gold accompanied a single flower, and two pearl chains appeared atop her head while she was now wearing a black and gold dress that appears longer in the back, accented with a white and gold belt while around her neck was a white jabot-like piece adorned with a single flower. She also wore a short indigo frilly skirt in multiple layers, a single black and grey stocking on her left leg, along with black gloves ending above the elbow with a lace cuff.

Meanwhile, Reki was wearing a flowing purple, white, and black ballgown with several ruffles and a large gold ornament shaped like an eye on each hip, and a large ornate white, indigo, and gold moth tattoo on her chest to match her gloves.

The two who would be fighting then raised their weapons in front of them like they were knights before then taking on their unique stances.

Hyōki wielded a laser sword: the Camelia by its red dragonic-like handle. With a blade made of glowing yellow plasma, unlike certain other sabers like it, it could not be turned off so it was kept in a sheath when not in use, getting into a stance that appeared to be elegant and graceful, but one would know there was a hint of savagery from it like a leopard ready to pounce onto its prey.

Reki meanwhile narrowed her eyes as she gripped her rapier, its swept hilt and shining purple-silver blade contrasting the dark and evil gun she had. With her revolver in her holster and her rapier in the hand, she was the epitome of poise, elegance, and death when she strikes.

The atmosphere was intense as the two stared one another down while the dark miasma surrounded them in a hazy manner.

No one was saying a word from either side, nor from those watching.

As it always was when the girls of Senki Shu fought.

No comments nor thoughts whatsoever.

Only...the fight.

GLEAM! WHOOSH!

Suddenly, a glowing eyed Hyōki immediately lunged forward and immediately closed the gap. Her sword style, fueled by her emotions, was designed to overwhelm and overload her opponent's defenses.

SLASH! SLICE! SLASH! SLICE! THRUST! THRUST! THRUST!

Reki gasped as she quickly deflected the first few strikes before quickly backing off to create some distance after the last thrust.

Luckily for her, this was only a sparring match.

The ravenette didn't hesitate to keep the pressure up on the former yōma, dashing in close to overwhelm her teammate with speed and ferocity. With each strike deflected or dodged, the more Reki seemed to struggle to keep up until she slipped up, exposing her side.

Hyōki's eyes widened as the silverette parried her swing, nicking her cheek but not her clothes as she stepped back at the last second.

Reki smirked. She had intentionally given the younger girl an opening, making her more predictable in her attacks.

Hyōki gritted teeth but held back from charging in. She wasn't falling for the same trick twice.

Even so, because of Reki's rapier and her distance, the former yōma had the advantage for the moment.

But the ravenette had to get in close to end the spar in her favor.

BA-DUMP!

Soon, Hyōki smiled as a glow appeared in her eyes...

WHOOSH!

Before suddenly vanishing before reappearing right behind the silverette.

Reki gasped as she parried the attempted strike from the back before redirecting the ravenette's blade with her own so it jammed itself into the floor giving the silverette a moment to think.

However, Reki forgot that her opponent's blade wasn't a normal sword, but made of plasma. It cut through the floor like it was nothing and it was already poised for a counter-attack.

Forced to think faster than she anticipated, Reki pushed her rapier's guard into the ravenette's face and shoved her away.

SCHRIIING!

However, that barely fazed Hyōki as she started closing the distance again, dragging her blade through the rock causing sparks to start flying.

SSSHHHK!

However, something about how Hyōki was moving and acting was subtly off.

The ravenette usually didn't have this much bloodlust!

...Was she taking this seriously!?

Or maybe something worse was happening...?

FWOOOOOOOOOOSH!

Suddenly smirking, Hyōki's blade was soon emitting an intense black, fiery light as she then swung it, releasing the energy as her eyes briefly turned a sickly-looking pink with the whites of her eyes going pitch black.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Reki quickly dodged as the blast caved in the ceiling of the Kekkai causing everything to be bathed in a red glow now.

A look of concern was on the other three girls' faces. This was clearly getting out of control and starting to look like an actual battle now!

Especially when Reki was disarmed during the cave-in and Hyōki wasn't stopping her assault. If she didn't act now, she'd lose.

Allowing her body to move before she could even think, Reki managed to grab her rapier at the last second and thrust it forward just as Hyōki went in for the kill with her black blazing laser sword!

SLASH!

Blades made contact with something in particular at that very moment.

RIIIIIIIIIP!

Suddenly, everyone heard the sounds of clothes tearing and splitting apart...

BOING!

...And bare boobs, crotches and butts being exposed with Hyōki's skirt and panties being slashed while Reki's bustier was torn off.

Both Hyōki and Reki looked down instinctively, seeing what had occurred and realizing what this meant.

...A draw.

(Tokyo Mirage Apartment Complex)

Reappearing back in their apartment, Hyōki went to the floor on one knee.

"Aw, what a dogshit ending!" Yuki complained.

"It's a draw." Maki stated while shaking her head. "Though Reki was the closest to winning." She then noted.

"Actually, if that was real... Hyōki would've killed me while I would've just badly slashed her hip with that last attack." Reki countered.

"Y-yeah... I would've been walking with a limp for the rest of my life at best had Reki actually struck me there..." Hyōki managed to get out in-between wheezes. "Whereas she would've bled out in a matter of seconds." She then explained.

"Um, did anyone notice something unusual that happened back there or was it just me?" Miki however questioned, looking rather concerned for her leader, who was struggling to stand on both legs.

"That Hyōki's sword apparently has RGB?" Yuki got out, recalling it suddenly emitting black flames.

"No, not that." Miki sighed, though mentally admitted it was a concerning manner since their young leader had never done that before.

Not even during their massive fight back in August against the Zodiacs.

"That...was intense... Haaah... Sorry for losing it a little there..." Hyōki meanwhile panted out with her hands on her knees. "Geh..." She then sputtered out as she collapsed onto her stomach before succumbing to a coughing fit.

THUD!

"Hyōki!" Reki called out in concern as she and the others rushed to the ravenette's side.

"I'm...fine. Just need a minute..." Hyōki managed to squeak out.

"You're not fine. You're resting for today if you want to see your girlfriend off with Ryuji tonight." Reki advised.

The ravenette winced as she nodded in agreement.

"You did well, but overdid it." Miki stated.

"No... I completely lost control there..." Hyōki quietly admitted. "I tried to turn a sparring match into a full blown deathmatch..." She soon pointed out with guilt in her voice.

"We're not holding that against you. It's your damned father and what he did to you." Maki reassured. "I know that feeling of what you went through just now." She added.

"Still..." The ravenette got out in a guilt-filled tone before she started dry heaving.

"C-Calm down, Hyōki. Relax for now." Reki advised in an alarmed tone. "We'll handle the discussion once you've stabilized." She then added.

Hyōki only groaned a bit in slight annoyance as a response before giving a slight nod.

"Do you think that Takemi doctor might be able to figure out a potential cure?" Miki asked in a quiet tone.

"Doubt it. Civvies don't exactly deal in drugs that turn cute girls into hideous monsters." Yuki replied in a solemn tone.

"If only there was a way to cure it..." Miki sighed out in a sympathetic manner.

"I...hate that the only option for me seems to be 'let it happen and then beat it out of me'..." Hyōki protested with a sigh as she sat down on their couch for a moment. "That doesn't exactly fill me with confidence since I doubt it would be that easy." She then annoyingly added.

"I can try using my puppetry skills to help suppress it, but that's a stretch at best and not a permanent solution at all." The pinkette offered. "That's even if I can figure out how to since we don't have any of the relevant data on your experimentation." She added with a frown.

"Ngh...I better rest for now, Ryuji-kun will contact me when Kat's leaving." Hyōki got out.

"Here. Rest on the couch for today." The brunette suggested as she and the blonde grabbed their Leader's shoulders to support her. "I'll make some soup if you want." Maki then offered.

"And just binge-watch TV." Yuki added. "There's a Magical Kyoko marathon today. It's no Masqueraider, but it's at least something to take your mind off things." She then suggested as she flipped the TV on and the sounds of fire burning and a man screaming filled the room.

"But I'm not- Oh fine..." Hyōki started before sighing and relented, stripping down to her lace yellow underwear with thin black stripes before laying down on the couch as a blanket was placed on her.

"Good girl." Miki praised in approval. "Be your age for once around us and not our Leader." She then requested.

"Moh..." Hyōki grumbled with a pout. "Maybe a bath would be nice, too..." She then added in her head.

"No pouting, okay?" The pinkette told her. "Now take a rest while Maki here makes some hot soup for you." She then added, prompting the chocolate-cake-loving member to do such cooking.

Hyōki then decided to make herself comfortable on their couch as she shifted her position on it.

As Maki turned the stove on with the pot for the soup, the pinkette approached the silverette for something important to discuss.

"Our bedroom, now." Miki firmly whispered as she grabbed the silverette's arm. "How was she? Did you feel the Yōma power in her?" She soon asked as they stepped into the room and out of ear-shot.

"Yes. It's still there for sure." Reki confirmed. "Like a beast within her trying to burst out of her." She then added.

"Despite Shin's destruction?" Miki questioned.

"It seems determined to survive as well." Reki soon stated. "It most likely developed a sense of self since it seems docile now." She then assumed.

"Probably because it was clamoring for sustenance because Hyōki-chan hasn't been in active combat like that since August. I'm guessing sparring like that helps it get a better foothold to eventually take over if it's abiding by the Yōma rules of feeding on the blood of shinobi." Miki theorized with a wince.

"It would appear to be the case, we all felt an unusual spike within her with every hit that she landed on me." Reki replied and recalled.

"Then what's holding it back?" Miki questioned in a curious manner.

"I'm not one for making assumptions, but I think she's definitely holding it back through both sheer will power and stubbornness thanks to her wanting to stay human." Reki soon stated.

"For the boy she likes." Miki concluded as the silverette nodded. "As cheesy as it sounds, her love for the boy she's fallen for is holding it back." She soon stated.

"On the flipside, her hatred for her sister is fueling its strength." Reki countered.

"Like a pushmi-pullyu going in two opposite directions because they can't seem to agree on how to proceed..." The pinkette got out. "The Hyōki that wants to be a normal girl with normal knees and the Hyōki that wants to destroy everything that her sister cherishes..." She added.

"Still, why is this actually happening...?" The silverette started to ask before an idea came to her mind...

DING!

Reki's eyes widened as an idea came to mind. "Wait...what if something's trying to force a new progenitor, one that can be controlled instead of a wildcard force of nature like Shin was?" The silverette guessed. "Something from that kind of world you used to fight in? What was it called again...?" She then asked.

"That would be the Dark Hour and I couldn't tell you since I haven't entered it since 2009." Miki pointed out. "Or, more accurately, seemingly been unable to since it came to an end." She then stated with a sigh.

"Then maybe someone from the shinobi side who dealt in Yōma...?" Reki prompted.

"Hmm...that sounds like something Dōgen from the Evil Faction would do. The report we have on him shows he has a very high interest in the Yōma. He's bound to do something due to their decline." Miki hummed out and deducted.

"Dōgen's a likely candidate, but I doubt even he could pull it off." Reki guessed. "Damn it, I feel like we're missing a key piece of the puzzle here." The silverette swore.

"Maybe...she needs to face it head on mentally?" Miki soon suggested. "Maybe the answer to Hyōki-chan's condition lies with the Phantom Thieves and the Conspiracy in some capacity..." The pinkette theorized.

"...Explain." Reki ordered.

"Let's go back to what you pointed out a few moments ago since I think you may be onto something with that." Miki replied. "You're familiar with my past as a member of a group that dealt with people mentally in the Dark Hour... A world distinct from both reality and a Kekkai, right?" She soon asked.

"A result of the first set of experiments you went through back when you were thirteen years old." Reki recalled, poking at the spot in between the pinkette's bust.

"Technically the finalization of the first set but, yes. I was that group's Anti-Shinobi weapon against another group's shinobi mixed with civilians." Miki reminded. "Though the group I was in became cult-like fools in the end for worshipping Death of all things, so I left after half of the team was killed in their last stands and the one remaining member lost her powers and ability to fight." She then remarked. "The fact that I was also severely injured in the aforementioned last stand due to my shinobi pride also was a factor." She soon concluded.

"A manifestation of human's desire for death, right?" Reki recalled with a shiver to the mere thought. "Are you suggesting that another concept may be in play here?" She then asked.

"Maybe." Miki responded. "If so, the next obvious question would be: What concept would want the conflict between shinobi to start back up again?" She soon questioned with narrowed eyes.

"Hmm..." Reki hummed out as the two looked back at their Leader through the crack in the bedroom door. "We can guess all we want but it would be wise to not make a call for now." She then instructed.

"Hai." Miki replied with a nod.

"I get the feeling those flames aren't CG and that she's ad-libbing about 60% of the dialogue... Especially when it comes to that klutz. Not even gonna question how or why he suddenly turned into a girl..." Hyōki deadpanned while eating her soup as she received a shoulder massage from the blonde while the brunette prepared a foot bath for the ravenette. "Moh, I'm alright you guys..." She grumbled in a childish manner.

"Nonsense." Maki bluntly replied as she forced the ravenette's feet under the water.

"Just relax, Hyō-chii." Yuki replied.

"...Only Ryuji-kun can call me Hyō-chan." Hyōki declared in a possessive manner with a puffed up cheek.

"Hai, hai, Fearless Leader..." Yuki jokingly deadpanned.

"Moh, respect my authority, dammit..." Hyōki grumbled in annoyance at the lack of respect.

"Easy. Don't get stressed over such minor details." Maki advised. "...Do you want me to make some sweets?" She then offered.

"I'm thinkin' Hyōki-chii may want something caffeinated with lots of whipped cream." Yuki replied.

Hyōki thought about protesting but elected not to.

There were better hills to die on than objecting to getting pampered and spoiled by her teammates.

(Kanda, Thrift Store near the Church)

Meanwhile, a certain girl with very distinct two-toned hair and a very curvy figure was busy looking for stuff to help her in her Uncle's mission and that included getting things to help blend in as an ordinary girl like clothes and even a cell phone.

"I appreciate you taking some of this stuff off our hands..." The elderly woman behind the counter got out in gratitude. "We'd never thought we'd get rid of it given the controversy surrounding some of their previous owners." She then added.

"Indeed. I hope that phone serves you well. Some girl threw it away yesterday and we just couldn't let a perfectly good phone go to waste like that." Her elderly husband revealed.

"Hai. I promise. Ojiisan, Obaasan." Suiren replied with a bow as she grabbed her massive backpack filled with clothing.

Quickly moving to a corner of the store and whipping out her phone and registering her chat ID.

["SuirenTerai" has been registered.]

"You can do better than your real name for that." A certain teasing voice stated from behind. Almost as if she had just materialized right there and then.

"Good morning, Nemesis-san." Suiren replied. "What brings you here?"

"I've come here with an offer that I'm sure you'd like that would be mutually beneficial for the both of us." The dark-skinned girl revealed with a smirk.

"And what would that be?" Suiren cautiously asked.

"Enrolling at my school, Kosei High, I can grease the wheels a little and get you in on a science scholarship within the week since you clearly have talent and a passion for it." Nemesis replied. "Plus, it beats sitting around all day." She added.

Suiren frowned as she took a moment to think. "There's definitely this feeling that I am making a deal with the devil. However, if I am officially enrolled, I will be under less suspicion and I'll be able to access more resources for my research as well as establish a better foothold for Uncle's mission." She thought to herself. "...But then again, I'll be able to see Yusuke-san more often." She then added in her head.

"What is your answer, Sui-chan~?" The dark-skinned girl playfully asked with a smirk as she offered her hand.

The dual hair colored girl meanwhile blinked to the offer and the point that was made.

"I accept your offer, Nemesis-san." Suiren eventually decided as she extended her hand to the much smaller Kosei student.

"I just so happen to have the form with me." Nemesis replied as she produced it from her black yukata, the other girl guessing it must've been stashed within the Trans-Weapon's actual body. "A pen as well." She then added as she slid one out from under her sleeve.

Suiren took both items. "Thank you." She got out as she started filling in the form.

A quick scribbling sound filled the store before Suiren handed the form and pen back to Nemesis.

"Contract signed~..." The tan skinned girl thought with a smirk. "Now then, let's see..." Nemesis mumbled as she looked through the forms. "Ooh, you're a third year student by the looks of it." She then noted.

"Hai." Surien replied with a nod.

"Maybe you could bring a little excitement into our oh-so-stuffy Student Council President's days." The ravenette vaguely suggested.

"Mhm?" Suiren hummed while tilting her head.

"Seriously, she's already got grey hair despite being younger than you." Nemesis revealed with a mock gagging sound.

"Is that so? Interesting..." Suiren asked and replied.

"Hey, as an extra bonus..." Nemesis added. "I'll help you move into the female dorms before you even have your first day." She then offered with a mischievous wink

"Oh?" Suiren got out in a more curious tone. "Are you sure?" She then asked.

"Better than rooming in the boys dormitory." Nemesis pointed out with a shrug. "...Unless you wanna do that...~" She teasingly assumed.

"No. I don't want to cause unnecessary problems for Yusuke-kun. As well as his fellow schoolmates at their dorm." Suiren responded.

"Suit yourself. I think today would be best. Strike while the iron is hot! Follow me." Nemesis decided with a coy smirk as she pulled on the larger girl's arm, sending some of her power through her.

"H-Huh..." Suiren got out, feeling as though her mind was slipping away at the moment. "Ngh, my head... What's happening...? U-Uncle..." She then mumbled.

"Just...relax~" Nemesis meanwhile whispered in a tempting tone.

"Re...lax..." Suiren slowly repeated as the tan skinned girl led her to an alleyway that was full of darkness.

Moments later, a buxom dark-skinned girl emerged with a mane of black hair with a solid chunk of red in it with golden, cat-like eyes emerged wearing a short black dress that flaunted her cleavage that visibly showed her black bra strings with a golden sash around the waist and black heels on.

"So, what are you doing in my body...?" The girl suddenly deadpanned. "I know you're rummaging around in there." She added...before her eyes shimmered for a moment. "You're really no fun, you know that?" She then suddenly stated with a pout. "Why do you have a pool table in here?" She then asked herself in a curious manner as they started walking. "No, you can't make this your home away from home." She soon sighed out. "And don't go skinny dipping in the pool!" She then quietly hissed out.

Meanwhile, passersby looked on, charmed by the girl's looks.

"Hachi machi..."

"Shucky ducky quack quack!"

"Hey chicka bump bump..."

"Oi, what did I tell you about that?"

"Sorry, sorry."

"So exotic!"

"Ugh, she scares and arouses me at the same time. Scarousal."

"Geh, she's so far out of my league..."

"Please stop flaunting me around like this..." The girl whispered, a hint of annoyance and embarrassment in her voice. "I'll evict you if you keep this up, Nemesis..." She soon warned before a cat-like smirk graced her face. "But do you really want that though, Suiren-chan?" She however suddenly asked in a more playful and teasing manner before her expression shifted to a serious tone. "My only desire is the collection of knowledge and the research to unlock all the mysteries of the world, not succumbing to my baser instincts like a bonobo." She then responded before sighing. "Ugh, fine. To the dorms I go, for now." She responded as she sashayed herself onward. "Your dorm room is my room by the way." She eventually revealed in a sly manner. "You'll be rooming with me and my 'sisters', Yami and Mea. I think you'll get along with those two quite nicely." She added in amusement. "Are they Trans-Weapons like you?" She then asked in a more eager tone.

Giggling was simply heard in response as the girl continued on with more of a pep in her seducing step.

(Hebijo Academy Remains, Elite Shelter Common Room)

Imu was in the middle of doing pull-ups wearing only a pair of her old, torn, sooty boxers (since every pair of her panties went up in flames) using her replacement staff as an impromptu bar in the very recently built Elite Common Room.

There were three bedrooms for her, the twins and the New Wave (despite Sōji's protests about wanting a hut to herself) respectively connected to the makeshift Elite room.

"...50! And done." Imu got out as she lowered herself back onto the floor.

"Oi. Didn't that New Wave mutt tell you to stop overworking yourself?" A familiar, harsh voice pointed out from the arm of the crude sofa made from random bits of Hebijo.

"You shut up..." Imu sighed out as she turned to face the voice's owner.

Bebeby.

"I'm definitely overworking myself if I can hear you." Imu admitted as she grabbed a makeshift cup and scooped up some of the water from the large bucket to rehydrate herself.

No response came from the plushie.

"Figured as much." The sandy blonde muttered as she flopped into a rickety chair made from what was parts of her sister's room.

CRACK!

"Ngh!" Imu winced out as she felt several of her joints creak in protest.

"See? That's what happens when you push yourself too much. Just like your dumbass sister. Moderation is clearly not a word in your family's dictionary, ya damn simp!" The purple plush bear soon criticized. "Karma's a bitch ain't it?" It then remarked.

"Of course it is, why else would I have to deal with a narcissist, people getting high off of flowers and a free love colony as well as Miyabi's father and Dōgen breathing down my neck among other things...?" The sandy blonde sighed out.

"You were telling Murasaki to stop exercising to focus solely on the Root's power and now you're doing the same thing as her." Bebeby stated. "Hell, she'd be doing two to five thousand of each at this point without breaking a sweat." The plushie then remarked and concluded.

"One, the Root has been modifying her growth, and I don't have that advantage. I've had to work hard to make up for that deficit ever since it manifested in her and not in me. Two, I've been busy making sure this school doesn't go further to hell than it already has." Imu countered.

"Despite being jealous of your sister's six pack." Bebeby remarked. "You've been envious of her changes and growth since they first started showing." The plushie then accused.

"I'm aware, it's why we're all in this mess." The sandy blonde deadpanned as she grabbed a tinned MRE from the chest next to her chair before opening it. "...And I'm going insane from you talking to me like you used to do with Murasaki." She deadpanned with a groan.

"Hey, I tell it like it is. I'm guessin' that blonde bitch will hear me soon enough if she keeps up bein' so damned self-absorbed with herself." The plush bear countered and assumed. "Pot, frame, lighter and firestarters are to your left by the way." She then advised.

"Didn't Murasaki abandon you?" Imu had to remind the thing. "She left you behind." She then noted.

"Because she's trying to grow up." Bebeby simply stated. "Can't help but feel proud of her." It then confessed.

"So growing up means getting rid of everything you cherished once upon a time?" Imu assumed. "If I used you as kindling, would she care anymore?" She then asked it.

"...Of course she would. She'd likely force you into retirement or send you to meet your future wife's mom." Bebeby replied, causing the sandy blonde's eye to twitch.

"But you said she's growing up. She doesn't need you."

"Even some things have their limits."

"That's so vague." Imu grumbled. "You don't have an answer, do you? You won't admit that you actually don't want Murasaki to throw everything away. To throw you away."

"..."

"...I was just arguing with a plushie." Imu soon realized. "What is my world coming to?" She then muttered as she palmed her face with both hands.

Imu then frowned. "...But...keeping things could just lead to more hurt, more..."

"You gotta learn what's worth keeping and what's worth discarding." The plush pointed out. "As well as what needs to be kept and what needs to be discarded." Bebeby added before she fell over backwards and off her perch, signalling an end to the conversation.

"!" Imu sharply inhaled at that bit of advice.

The wording may seem similar on the surface at first glance between those two statements, but there was a very subtle difference.

"What to keep and what to throw away." Imu thought to herself as she stuck a spoon into her meal.

No...she couldn't...not this time.

Her actions were what set her sister down the path she chose.

And she knew exactly what her path was going forward.

(Makeshift Training Field)

Soji let out a groan as she entered the hastily cleared field along with her teammates, the only place available that wasn't full of debris and ashes to affect anyone while they trained. "Why do I need to spar with the lower ranks? I am an Elite! There's no need to polish perfection." She claimed.

"Because everyone's been doing something since the school burned down, and all you've been doing is going around bragging about how awesome you are." Chitose deadpanned. "At the very least, you can do the bare minimum to keep your top spot." She then insisted.

"And that doesn't include actually being bare 24/7..." Bashō added.

"Ugh, fine. Who's my opponent?" Soji sighed, wanting to get it over with.

"Me." A familiar voice announced as she appeared in a blink. "Trust me, I don't want to be here either." Ryōna admitted with narrowed eyes.

"Are you kidding me? I have to fight this peasant again?" Sōji protested while in the middle of flaunting her nude body for the third day straight to a very uninterested crowd.

Unlike every other student in Hebijo, the narcissistic blonde was still completely clean and tidy compared to everyone else who were both showing the signs of hard work surviving and lack of resources to maintain anything more than the bare necessities.

"I am not sullying my flawless skin on the likes of you." Sōji simply responded. "It is a gift from the gods to bless unworthy peons like you." She then added as she sensually ran her hands over it before giving her boobs a squeeze.

"Why? Scared I'll win again?" Ryōna countered with a smirk. "You see yourself as a queen, but you only act this way just because you became an Elite." She then declared.

"You are nothing more than a common masochistic prostitute with delusions of grandeur and a waste of my time to smack down, just like the rank and file who are beneath me to discipline personally. I'll leave it to my underlings to punish an uppity brat like you." Sōji replied as she gave a hand signal.

"Yeah, nope." Chitose bluntly replied.

"Uh-uh. Fight your own battles." Ibuki added.

"The Great Demiurge thinks you should take care of this yourself." Ashiya stated.

"You can do it. I'm rooting for you." Bashō sarcastically concluded while slowly clapping.

"...Che." Sōji scoffed.

"Right, so if I win, you have to get your lazy ass in gear and start helping out." Ryōna remarked, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Hmph, I have business to attend to tomorrow. I will not have my flawless teeth ruined like last time." Sōji venomously got out.

"Oooh~ So you're definitely scared~?" Ryōna tauntingly asked before she bitch-slapped the other blonde in the face.

SMACK!

The narcissist's eyes widened in surprise for a second before her face contorted into incandescent rage."I'm not scared. YOU ARE!" Sōji screamed as she lunged at the other blonde. "SHINOBI TENSHIN!" She then declared.

"Shinobi Tenshin!" Ryōna responded in kind.

"How long do you think she'll last?" Chitose whispered.

"The Great Demiurge sees her going down in less than one attack." The redhead informed.

"I'll take that action." Ibuki replied. "Wait, what can we even wager here apart from tatty clothes and bad food!?" She then asked when she realized the absurdity of that.

"Uh guys..." Bashō started, soon glancing at the forming crowd around them. "I think we're having a fight club moment..." She awkwardly and sheepishly revealed.

(Cue Death by Glamour by Toby Fox)

Immediately, Soji's chain-whip was swung at the other blonde's face, though the latter effortlessly blocked it with one of her handguns.

WHOOSH! BANG!

Ryōna soon effortlessly flipped backwards to kick the chain away from her in an elegant manner, not keeping her eyes off her opponent, allowing everyone to see her new attire as she did a pirouette before gracefully posing with a serene smile on her face.

It wasn't too different from her usual outfit, except the top fitted her much more comfortably, covering her chest entirely but leaving her back fully exposed while wearing a pair of thick opaque white tights underneath her skirt to prevent panty-flashes. Finally, she had a larger, more elaborate and royal-looking tiara decorated with tiny diamonds and pearls and her platform boots were actually replaced with shoes worn by ballerinas.

There was a subtle glitter to her outfit, like fresh snow on the ground in the morning, yet looked warm to the touch at the same time.

"Pfft, even if you show less skin, you still look like a total slut. You're still known as one. You're one half of the S twins with that ass gal." Sōji insulted. "But no matter what you wear, I'm still going to make you my bitch!" She added as her smirk grew wider and her expression turned psychotic at the prospect of proving her perfection over the peasantry.

"And no matter what you do, I'll make you squeal like a pig." Ryōna responded before dashing forward, firing her guns as she shot towards the narcissist like a bullet.

Sōji dismissively snorted as she moved to engage the other blonde again. "Why the change? Trying to impress someone? Trying to impress moi?" She soon questioned.

"For many reasons. One of them being I realized how much of an idiot I was for acting the way I was and causing stress for my twin in addition to making everyone feel uncomfortable with my...vulgar actions." Ryōna revealed with a slight wince at the end. "Simply put, unlike you, I'm taking steps to improve myself to become a responsible adult." She then stated.

"Oh please, you're just trying to make everyone like you." Soji scoffed while rolling her eyes. "I don't need to change. I'm perfect the way I am. After all, I'm a pretty well known fashion model. Easily in the top 5 in Japan. I'll be better than those peasants Mochizuki, Shirokage, Takamaki and Himenojou in no time! Ahahahaha!"

The two leapt back after that brief engagement of weapons and words.

"And yet people are liking me more than you now." Ryōna remarked with a smirk.

"What are you talking about? They love me!" Sōji claimed as she turned to her fans.

BOOOOOOOOO!

"Fuck you!"

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"Suck my dick, Sōji!"

"How do you have one, nee-san?"

"Haruka-senpai's experiment... Should I teabag her as well?"

"Kill yourself, you damned narcissist!"

"Die. In. A. Fire. You. Bimbo."

"Ha-hah! Listen to my adoring fans!" Sōji boasted in a confident manner as the booing, heckling and jeering got deafeningly loud as they started hurling rubble and other detritus at her (which she dodged by incidental flaunting of her body).

"...And I thought I used to be delusional." Ryōna got out with a sweatdrop. "Ryōbi-chan, I am so sorry for all the stress I caused you..." She then muttered in guilt and shame.

"Actually, horny Ryōna is better than this chick."

"I'd rather deal with that!"

"KILL HER!"

"Rip her head off like Sub-Zero and then shit down her neck!"

"And see how much they hate you regardless of who you try to become?" Sōji continued taunting. "Face it, whore, you're nothing compared to me." She then declared.

Ryōna glared. "Bitch, I would rather be nothing than be you."

"Then I shall grant your wish." Sōji responded as she backed off.

"You'll have to earn it! Skater's Waltz!" Ryōna called out as she dealt out a flurry of ice and fire attacks.

However, the narcissistic girl swiftly dodged each and every strike, even using the icicles that burst out of the floor to leap further away. "Pathetic. You've overused that move!" Sōji declared as she successfully hit her opponent with her weapon, scratching her face, back and legs and causing her outfit to tear in several places.

RIP!

"AAAHHHNNN~!" Ryōna moaned, blood leaking out her nose as Soji looked on in confusion.

"A-Are you having fun!?" Sōji exclaimed, sounding quite offended that her opponent was not taking this fight deadly seriously. Any fight with her must be shown the proper respect!

"Usually, pain only makes me more ferocious~!" Ryōna giggled in amusement.

Sōji cringed. This is what she was fighting? "Ugh! You freaking masochist!" She spat out, mentally promising to wash her weapon after this.

"At least my freakiness only hurts me~!" Ryōna moaned in delight before calming herself down. "Now, why don't you be a good girl...and bow to the real princess~" She venomously ordered with a smirk and her eyes suddenly glowing a bit reddish.

Sōji however scoffed before heading over and pushing the masochistic blonde to the floor, pressing her foot on her sternum. "Pfft, as if! Look at which one of us is winning!"

"Hehehe~" Ryōna giggled. "Look closer."

"Eh?" Sōji got out before looking away from the other blonde's playful face...To see her guns aimed at her crotch. "...You wouldn't..." She hissed out.

Ryōna just grinned fiendishly. "I would." She responded.

BANG! BANG!

"AAAAGGGHHHH!" Soji screamed as she stumbled off the blonde. "MY BEAUTIFUL PANTIES AND MY 4 MILLION YEN GENITALS!" She cried while clutching her lady's parts.

"OHOHOHOHOHO~! How does it feel, Sōji-chan~?" Ryōna soon questioned with a smirk after the haughty laugh.

"You shall pay for the ruination of my precious smallclothes! RAAAH!" Sōji roared as she...tripped over her own weapon.

THUD!

"A-Awwww..." Sōji groaned in agony. "Damn it, why did you shoot me in the crotch?!" She asked in a mix of defiance and desperation as she saw her weapon end up at the other blonde's feet.

"Take every advantage you can get." Ryōna recited. "If you were a masochist like me, you'd know where the best spots are to inflict the most amount of pain without inflicting permanent damage. Isn't that great!?" She then pointed out.

"Slut." Soji spat.

"Oh! An insult! You wound me so~!" Ryōna moaned with a cat-like smile, although it was obvious that she barely felt a thing. "Maybe I should show off a new kink I've always wanted to show others." She then got out as she picked up her opponent's chains.

"What could you possibly be thinking about, you sick pervert!?" Soji demanded as she managed to get to her feet.

"Pet play mixed with asphyxiation." Ryōna giggled before tackling the narcissist down onto the ground.

"ACK!" Sōji choked as the other blonde wrapped her own chain around her neck, making sure that none of the blades were digging into her neck.

"Down girl!" Ryōna ordered as pulled the chain, forcing the narcissist to her knees. "Sit!" She then added with a smirk.

"YOU...!" Sōji spat out. "YOU FUCKING SLUTTY, SHITHEAD BITCH CUNT!" She then roared as she started flailing in a blind, panicked rage.

"Such a vulgar tongue. It seems you need some discipline: Beautiful Blue Gunslinger! HAAA!" Ryōna chided in disapproval as she readied her guns once more and leapt up into the air.

RATATATATATATATATA!

Ryōna unleashed a hail of icy bullets down on her opponent, freezing her in a block of ice before shattering it.

SHATTER!

Before immediately stomping on the other blonde's head as soon as she was free from her brief icy prison, making her bow to her as she rubbed her foot into the top of her skull. "Now beg." She then ordered as she restarted choking her while pinning her to the ground with her body.

"Not..." Sōji panted and swallowed, trying with all her might to get the bitch off her. "Not in a million years!" She then declared.

"You don't have the right to talk back to me." Ryōna glared as she kept the narcissist down. She still had the will to fight, but not the strength to do it. "Why don't I take out a few teeth? One by one. Until you learn." She then suggested.

"Y-You wouldn't dare, pigfucker..." Sōji growled with a hateful look.

Ryōna paused. "...You're right. I wouldn't." She soon admitted with a shrug.

Sōji let out a sigh of relief as she tried to get up, but was forced back onto the floor before she could.

With that, the masochist leaned down next to the narcissist's ear. "I'll just beat your face black and blue." Ryōna whispered with a devilish smirk.

Suddenly, the air grew colder as the atmosphere shifted. No longer was this a fight, it was a subjugation.

"...Please..." A voice full of desperation, fear and defeat came out from Soji.

Ryōna giggled. "What was that~?" She amusingly questioned.

"I...I don't..." Sōji let out, her voice barely able to be heard. "I beg of you, please don't. N-Not the face..." She then whimpered.

"Sama." Ryōna responded.

"...Eh?" Soji looked up, confused.

"It's Ryōna-sama~" The winning blonde corrected and stated. "Or Princess Ryōna. Take your pick~" She then added.

"I...I..."

"Ooh, is that not anything I want coming out of your pathetic throat~?" Ryōna noticed before wagging her right gun like she was wagging a finger. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Maybe I wasn't clear enough. It's sama, princess...~" She then reminded as...

Click!

"Or blind~" Ryōna growled, the barrels of her other handgun pointed directly at both of the other blonde's fear-filled and dilated pupils.

"P-Princess...R-R-Ryōna-sama, I beg of you...please not my 20 billion yen face! It's a money maker for Hebijo!" Sōji frantically begged and revealed, tears and snot running down her face out of obvious fear as a puddle started forming between her legs.

The other New Wave girls meanwhile went wide-eyed upon hearing that.

"Holy shit..." Chitose breathed out.

"O Great Demiurge, what has possessed this girl into such cruelty?" Ashiya whispered in concern.

"It's not like she didn't deserve it. Though it's like the time when her eyes were red..." Bashō muttered.

"Step on me..." Ibuki drooled, having stripped nude and tied herself up in the interim. She was also fidgeting suggestively while moaning.

Her teammates and several students soon started stepping away from her.

"BEAT HER FUCKING FACE IN!"

"Why are you so violent today, Miyu?"

"YOU TRY AND ACT AS HER BIDET!"

Ryōna meanwhile laughed, enjoying the power she had over the pathetic girl. Huh, so this is what her twin feels like every day.

It felt...kind of good.

Though was it like one of those bitchy princesses?

Was that what she wanted to be?

Suddenly, the glow soon vanished from the winning blonde's eyes. "...No, a princess wouldn't be doing this. I'm not acting like a bitch, I'm acting like a tyrant. I am no tyrannical princess." Ryōna thought, feeling disturbed at what she was capable of. She usually liked taking pain, not dishing it out.

This was not the right way of doing things.

Ryōna lifted her foot off the girl's head and crouched down as her eyes gained a bluish glow. "Do you need help getting up?" She soon offered, her voice having a hint of angelic sweetness to it.

"Get away from me!" Sōji demanded as she scrambled away. "You arrogant peasant! You call yourself a princess while acting like a witch!?" She then called out, causing the masochist to flinch.

"...You are right. I...I'm not a princess yet. Not after how I acted against my enemy." Ryōna confessed in shame.

"You are?" Sōji got out in surprise before snapping back to her usual personality. "I mean, of course you are!" She then got out in a haughty manner.

"I should've been more merciful. No matter how badly you treat everyone, no matter how many people you've hurt, I...I shouldn't have stooped down to your level. I should be better than this, but...I only proved that I'm not. That...I can be just as low as you." Ryōna lamented with a regretful look on her face. "Maybe even worse than my unrestrained self." She then admitted, looking down at her hands shamefully.

"So...you're sorry?" Sōji assumed.

"...Yes...for being like you, even for a moment." Ryōna declared.

Sōji's eye twitched as other girls quietly giggled.

"However, unlike you, I am not a slave to my vanity." Ryōna soon declared. "I aim to be the right kind of princess. Not one blinded by vanity. And so, from now to until I‐" She continued...

And then Sōji punched her in the throat...or at least would've if Ryōna didn't punch her first with the hand still grasping onto her chain.

"Please cease and desist actions such as those." Ryōna soon requested in disapproval. She had been expecting such a dirty trick since she started talking, she was just surprised the other blonde didn't spring on it sooner.

"A-ACK!" Sōji hacked out.

"Now, time for you to bow to a real princess." Ryōna concluded, readying her guns. "Rebellion Concerto." She calmly declared, barely a whisper.

RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!

(End Music)

Sōji winced, closing her eyes in expectation of dying from being ventilated with bullets, only to realize that Ryōna had missed her by a few millimeters with each and every shot.

"Hmph, who's the top now?" Ryōna tauntingly questioned with a hint of smugness in her voice.

Scrambling to her feet, the narcissistic girl huffed and turned away. "Hmph! I let you win since I didn't want to risk damaging my six trillion yen body." Sōji defiantly replied as she immediately stood up. "Yes, still flawless. Not a scratch, smudge or hair out of place. Hey there, sexy~! Mwah!" She added as she checked her reflection in the nearby bucket of water.

Ryōna however rolled her eyes in response. "Such a deluded narcissist." She remarked.

"Hah. You are either perfect or you're not me, there's no grey area. End of discussion." The other blonde boasted with a hair flip as the crowd of students all had varying looks of disbelief on their faces.

"Says the slacker..."

"We're busting our butts every day while she flaunts hers..."

"Yup, she's definitely got her head up her ass..."

"Could you put that in a memo and entitle it 'Shit we already know'?"

"Seriously?! After that beatdown, she's right back up and back to her usual self like that epiphany didn't even happen?!"

"Where's Homura-senpai, Miyabi-senpai and Haruka-senpai when you need them...?"

"How the actual fuck did she become an Elite again and not the S twins?"

"Can someone fucking disfigure that arrogant cunt's moneymaker already?!"

"Hey, at least I got a good angle to film that bimbo pissing herself in fear."

"A-Anyway, I'm only saving my true strength for my eternal rival. I'm not wasting it on a lovesick whore like you who spreads her legs for anything. You haven't beaten me yet, not by a long shot!" Sōji spat out as before she strutted away naked with a sashay of her hips.

"At least I can find someone." Ryōna smugly countered.

"And I can fornicate with my perfect partner every day!" Sōji called out.

"Ooooooooo~" Multiple girls watching got out after hearing both disses, though the number for the narcissist blonde's was significantly less mainly due to her growing unpopularity.

"Ryōna... That's not exactly the burn you think it is to someone like her." Chitose got out with a smirk and a shrug.

"Hai... Thank the Great Demiurge that the act of selfcest is still out of her reach." Ashiya replied with a nod. "So she cannot take the dismissive phrase 'go fuck yourself' in the literal definition." She then added.

"If she could do that, she would literally fuck herself to death several times over and then some..." Ibuki sighed out with a flat stare.

"Like some twisted, ecchi version of that old legend?" Bashō asked.

"Nah, that's just some hentai." Chitose casually stated.

"It's where we get the term 'narcissist' from..." Bashō reminded. "The story of Narcissus who became so enamoured with his reflection that he died because he couldn't bear to look away."

"Yeah, that does sound like a very 'Sōji' way to die." The brunette deadpanned.

"Hai...~" Ryōna answered in a dazed manner before snapping out of it, her hair soon shifting to its more helmet-style with her hair covering her eyes. "O-Ok everyone, b-back to work, s-show's over." She meekly got out with a stammer.

"Hai! Ryōna-sama!" A multitude of other girls obediently replied in unison.

The blonde in response blushed at the responses. "O-Oh goodness me..." Ryōna meekly got out. "Erm, please don't say that! It was just in the moment!"

"CUUUUUUUUTE!"

"MOE BLOB!"

"I want her babies!"

"Let's go start a fan club for Ryōna-sama!"

"YEAH!"

"Oh God..." Ryōna groaned as she palmed her face. "P-Please don't! T-That isn't necessary! M-Moh!" She panickingly begged as she rushed over towards the other girls in an adorable manner.

"Not again..." Bashō sighed out. "You have my sympathies, Ryōna-chan." She then added as she followed the blonde.

"I'm going to bed." Chitose flatly declared as she began to walk away. "I'm done with dealing with abruptly forming fanclubs. Ugh, I hate that I have to say that." She then grumbled.

"What? It's nine in the morning." Ashiya got out and reminded.

"I am going. To bed." Chitose repeated in a firm manner.

"Nope...~" Ibuki replied as she grabbed the brunette by the collar.

RIP!

"Let go of me and untie yourself already." Chitose sighed out as the remains of her uniform top hit the grass (leaving the brunette in nothing but her boring brown bra to cover her tits) as the New Wave (except Sōji) continued on with their antics...

A distance away up in a tree, the brunette twin had watched the entire bout, eyes wide as she witnessed what her twin had accomplished. "...What the actual fuck..." She breathed out in a rare case of awe. "That was...really like Onee-chan..." She then muttered, thinking back to the times their older sister got upset.

(Rewind)

It was a hot summer's afternoon at least seven years ago as her nine year old self and her twin were relaxing in an inflatable pool in their yard in matching red one piece swimsuits with gold accents. A pool that their older sister had scrimped and saved up for a while just for them.

Nearby on the porch was a girl with long black hair and cool, deep blue eyes wearing a simple white sundress writing something down on a set of papers held down with a weight.

"I hope you two are having fun in there." A serene, almost angelic voice, asked the duo. "Let me know if you want Onee-chan to get you anything." She then offered.

"We're good, Ryōki-oneechan." Ryōbi replied as her blonde twin nodded in agreement.

"Hey, hey. Take this." Ryōna declared with a cat-like smirk on her face as she fired the water pistol she had into the brunette's face.

"Hey, dummy. You got it in my eyes." The brunette protested as the twins started wrestling.

SPLASH!

"You two are so energetic at times." The ravenette giggled out as she put her pen down and slowly walked over to separate the two. "But, please, don't be too rough with each other." She then firmly suggested.

THWACK!

"Ow! Ow, ow!" Ryōna got out in pain when she felt her twin pistol whip her with a water gun despite her smile getting wider.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Ryōbi-chan! Please stop hitting your sister like that." Ryōki sternly advised as she grabbed the brunette by the seat of her swimsuit and pulled her off of the blonde.

"Oooooow!" Ryōna soon cried out, her smile suddenly changing to a frown as she rubbed her head, tears soon starting to form in her eyes as a visible lump was starting to form on her forehead.

"There there, Ryōna-chan." Ryōki got out in a comforting tone as she rubbed the blonde's head. "Ryōbi-chan, please apologize." She soon instructed.

"Moh...I'm sorry Ryōna-chan..." The brunette mumbled out as she rubbed her twin's head.

"Mhm. I'm okay Ryōbi-chan." Ryōna reassured. "Hey, Ryōki-oneechan. When you're done with your studying, do you wanna join us?" She soon asked.

"That's a wonderful idea, although Onee-chan seems to have outgrown her old swimsuit." The ravenette replied with a nod before furrowing her brow in concern.

The twins meanwhile looked on at their big sister in awe.

"Come on, Onee-chan..." Ryōbi called out while pouting. "Come play with us." She then whined while tugging at the ravenette's dress.

"WAAAAAAAH!" Ryōna cried out once more.

Ryōki meanwhile giggled at this. "Always the crybaby, Ryōna-chan. Just like I used to be at your age." She got out in amusement as she continued patting the crying blonde's head while the brunette pouted with a huff. "Give Onee-chan a moment to get ready." She added as she stripped down to just her dark blue plaid one-piece swimsuit that was a few sizes too small.

"Y-You really think I'll be like you when I'm older, Ryōki-oneechan?" Ryōna soon asked in a hopeful manner, still sniffling a little from crying.

"Onee-chan is still a growing girl herself, but anything is possible." The ravenette pointed out as she smiled at her starry eyed blonde sister.

"What about me, Onee-chan?" The brunette then asked.

A still warmly smiling Ryōki's response was muted as things started to get hazy.

(Fast Forward)

The brunette giggled at that memory.

...Though how did she forget her twin actually didn't always used to enjoy pain and was actually a crybaby? Did she lock those memories away? Did the blonde become a masochist to cope with how she was a bit of a bully to her at times due to her taking her big sister's attention away from her?

...Was Ryōna actually starting to become like Ryōki now?

Ryōbi then looked at her sister, blinking as she saw an afterimage of her older, deceased sister in her place. "...Holy fuckin' shit..." She breathed out in disbelief while blinking.

A couple of moments later and it was just Ryōna there with most of the New Wave surrounding her as they tried to convince other girls not to make a fanclub for her via lecturing them like a parental figure.

"...She is becoming like Onee-chan..." Ryōbi muttered in realization. "...She's actually growing up." She then added. "Does entrepreneurial ventures regarding revolutionary theme parks idolizing the booty count as growing up? Probably should ask my dumbass future brother-in-law (if he isn't gay) what he thinks of that when I see him next." She then muttered to herself while patting her chest.

SQUISH!

And soon smirked from feeling something there now. "Hehe, I'll catch up at one point, Onee-chan." The brunette remarked. "Looks like I'm a bit bigger than before as well. Maybe these things stimulated my breast growth." She then noted and assumed as she then noticed a familiar purple and gold flower causing her to start scowling. "...Hell if I'm eating one of those things again. Not. Worth. It." She soon deadpanned with a shiver of humiliation.

BOING!

"Maybe in a few weeks, I'll be as big as you, Ryōna." The brunette soon got out in a confident manner as she gave her now borderline B-Cup breasts a squeeze. "...I'm not gonna get tired of that." Ryōbi then confessed with a smirk as she then listened in to what her sister was saying.

"Moh! Please do not build me a BDSM dungeon..." Ryōna requested. "And please dress yourself in more than just my old bondage ropes, Ibuki-chan!" She soon instructed in disapproval while wagging her finger at the girl in mention.

"Nope. Not gonna happen. These feel so good. Especially the knots, metal and metal knots digging into my-" Ibuki replied in between panting and moaning while wiggling in place before the blonde cut her off.

"Moh..." Ryōna groaned with a face palm. "Please cease this at once." She requested once more.

"Good luck with that once she gets going." Chitose deadpanned as she turned to leave. "She's your problem now since there's a MRE with my name on it." She then added as she vanished, leaving a dust cloud behind her.

WHOOSH!

The redhead meanwhile placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "There, there Ryōna-chan." Ashiya comforted while facepalming at the audacity of these students.

"Looks like they're building it anyway..." Bashō sighed out. "Do you want some help putting those materials to better use, Ryōna-san?" She then asked as she summoned her special calligraphy brush.

"Please do. But no killing." Ryōna responded and requested.

At the same time the redhead and sandy blonde also summoned their weapons.

"Inkwriting Ninjutsu of Binding!" Bashō called out.

SWISH! SWISH! WHOOSH!

Several swatches of thick, black ink splattered across the crazed students, holding them in place.

"YAH! IS AMMY HERE!?"

"CURSE YOU, ART!"

"Are we having an IRL Turf War"

"Ooh: Team Miyabi vs Team Murasaki vs Team Ryōna ..."

"I want this goop to be white! Or yellowish. Or green."

"Well, I'll leave those idiots to it. My rifle ain't gonna fix itself. Hopefully, it'll last through some rigorous firing tests today." Ryōbi got out as she summoned her weapon and jumped off the tree to head to the makeshift firing range.

She knew exactly what she was going to use as target practice.

Oh, and despite acting like she was totally okay as she strutted away, Sōji soon found a nice spot behind a tree and cried, rocking herself in the fetal position all while muttering, "I am an Elite, I will beat Homura."

SMASH!

Only for Ryōbi to land on the blonde feet-first like the narcissist was a moving shiitake mushroom before she started walking away without even noticing the blonde was there, only now in a crumpled and twitching heap.

(Dungeons)

Meanwhile, morale was surprisingly high for the four girls as they continued working on weaving the hammock the Yomi had started work on yesterday. Well, all except Murasaki, who was currently taking an unintentionally prolonged bathroom break.

"You okay over there Murasaki?" Hikage asked in concern at the whimpers coming from the corner.

"I-I'm fine, just give me a few more m-minutes, Hikage-neechan." Murasaki replied in-between groans.

"Don't strain yourself there, Murasaki-oneechan." Mirai cautioned. "People have died that way." She added with a wince.

"Hai." The purplette got out before sighing in defeat as she wiped herself. "I'll try again a bit later. Hopefully, I won't be as constipated by then..." She then admitted as she made her way back to her spot next to the blonde.

"Ugh, TMI. Good to know, but TMI." Mirai muttered as she braced herself for the inevitable. "Geh, if that was the good batch, I'd hate to suffer one of the bad ones." She then grumbled.

"At least the water's good though." Hikage pointed out. "How are these flowers holding up in your opinion, Yomi?" She then asked while turning to face the blonde.

"These are proving surprisingly good for our hammock." Yomi admitted as she stretched a section of it to show the others. "Although, I wonder if we actually have enough. I would like the support ropes to be as resilient as possible given it needs to hold four of us." She then pointed out in a more concerned tone.

"You mean that we may have to eat more of these?" The ravenette protested.

"Maybe, maybe not." Hikage sighed out. "I'll take the hit if we absolutely have to." She then added.

"Here's hoping you don't..." Yomi replied.

"It sucked." Mirai added before glancing down at her body. "I may be more stacked now, but it really wasn't worth it to get there." She added with an instinctive retch.

CREAK!

The dungeon door creaked open and a single set of footsteps echoed throughout the room. This particular walking style was one that the four knew very well by sound alone.

None other than Suzune-sensei was gracing the four with a visit.

"Shit. We can't hide this." Mirai whispered out.

"We'll wing it." Murasaki replied.

"A hammock? Not the worst thing I've seen made in the dungeons..." Suzune thought to herself with a raised eyebrow as soon as she stopped in front of the cell door. "On your feet, you four." She ordered out loud to the prisoners.

"Hai!" The Crimson Squad replied as they all did as instructed.

BOING! BOING! BOING! BOING!

Suzune soon started examining the four, her eyes soon focusing on the young ravenette and the blonde. "...Murasaki's flowers?" She assumed.

"Hai!" Yomi and Mirai responded.

"Noted." The teacher replied with a sigh. "Just be sure not to eat any more of them since they have an addictive quality to them and we're still trying to list all the side effects they've had on people." She then instructed and revealed. "We've had to quarantine some of the worst addicts." She concluded with a sigh.

"..." The four prisoners could only react with flat looks at the idiocy outside of the cell.

They had long since accepted the fact that, all things considered, life could be better as well as saner in prison in some regards...

"Tell me about it." Rin replied in a deadpan tone. "Now, it's clear that I'm here not for idle gossip, but for a very important reason." She added as she shifted back into her more normal cadence and expression.

"I doubt you're here just for the flowers..." Hikage assumed.

"Obviously." Suzune replied. "I have a very important update regarding your futures here." She vaguely revealed.

"!" The Crimson Squad sharply inhaled at that.

"Are we dead?" Yomi asked.

"Are we losing limbs?" Hikage added.

"Can we get Mirai-chan's eyepatch back?" Murasaki requested.

"Stop! Let me speak." Rin ordered as a cold wind picked up, causing the prisoners to shiver. "There are talks to ensure your punishment is appropriate for your actions. Dōgen is seeing to that personally."

"We're well aware of that." Hikage got out. "Is it about the meeting with him? Do you have details on what he wants to talk with us about?"

"Unfortunately, no. He's keeping those cards close to his chest." RIn shook her head. "Apparently, he doesn't trust the staff after some idiot decided to cause dissidence and unrest amongst the student body." She grumbled with a sigh.

"Yeah, what a dumbass." Mirai deadpanned as Crimson Squad stared directly at the teacher.

"He may be keeping it to himself, but I was able to deduce that it is a mission for Crimson Squad." Rin revealed.

"A mission?" The blonde asked.

"What type?" Mirai hesitantly added.

"Nothing good." Rin answered with a sigh, hating how that was the best response she could give the girls.

"He wants us to do a mission for Hebijo that we have no idea what it may entail?" Murasaki summarized with narrowed eyes.

"No, he wants you to do a mission for him." Rin corrected in a serious tone. "And you will have to accept it. He'll force you all to do it, regardless if you disagree or not."

"So he's not killing us." The ravenette cautiously got out.

"Not yet. But watch your words. He will not hesitate to end your lives if he considers you not worth the effort." Rin warned. "And that's only if you annoy him. Actually manage to anger him, and no amount of sudden power-ups or new abilities will stop him from making your lives hell." She then informed the imprisoned girls.

"We promise to not-" Mirai began, however...

Their teacher silenced any further replies with a piercing glare. "No, I have to be clear here on your stance." Rin interrupted in a dead serious tone. "When Dōgen arrives, you have little-to-no leverage. At the snap of his finger, you will die before you even realize it. Do not try to take control away from him. Do not imply that he needs you, but wants you. If you even show some amount of force, he will ensure your death will be painful and excruciating and use any info about you to inflict the most damage. You are not Elites, shinobi, or human to him. You are dogs, meant to do what the master says and do it without hesitation. Am. I. Clear?" She then informed in great detail before questioning.

"...Yes, sensei." The four hesitantly responded at the same time while the puppy whined in nervousness.

"Well, it's not like many of us have loved ones left to use against us." Hikage meanwhile pointed out.

"Hey! I have my parents!" Mirai called out.

"And Murasaki still has Imu." Hikage added.

Murasaki frowned at that. While she also had both her parents, a rarity among shinobi, as well as her sister, she wouldn't actually mind if her paren‐ hold the phone, loved ones. "...Wait, the rumors." The purplette suddenly spoke up, looking horrified and scared.

"Eh?" Yomi got out.

"The rumors! About...about...!" Murasaki panickingly reminded before stammering.

Rin's eyes widened as well. "Your crush, Akira Kurusu." She realized.

"But only Imu, the twins and the New Wave except Sōji know about it, right?" Mirai started before pausing. "...No, of course not! This is a shinobi school! We're trained to pick up even the most innocuous of rumors!" She then got out in a growing panic.

"No. No no no no no NO!" Murasaki exclaimed in denial. "I-I'm putting him in danger! He could...He could-" She then declared with guilt before thinking of them multiple negative possibilities that could occur, however...

"He is only in danger if you mess up this meeting." Rin quietly replied. "Murasaki, you have to be extra careful. The unlocking of the Root, no, the evolution of your Root has made him very interested in you. He will tear it out of your body if given the excuse." She then advised. "And who knows what he will do with it if he does decide to cut out the middle man?" She then asked while pointedly looking at Murasaki. "Are we absolutely clear on this now?" Rin finally questioned the four.

"Hai! We understand!" The four replied.

"We'll start preparing. Thank you, Suzu- Rin-sensei." Mirai added.

"That's good." Rin replied with a nod. "Because I'm afraid that this will be the last time I will be able to visit you." She then informed them with furrowed brows, earning looks of disbelief from the imprisoned four.

"Eh!? How come!?" Mirai exclaimed and asked.

The teacher pushed up her glasses by the bridge before answering. "I'm leaving tomorrow morning to prepare for my own mission." Suzune revealed. "I cannot help you any more. It is up to you to determine your fates." She then added.

"...Will we ever see you again, sensei?" Yomi somehow asked her in a slight worry.

"Maybe." Rin replied along with a small smile. "I hope our next meeting will be without bars in-between us." She then told them.

"And I hope it won't be on opposite sides of the battlefield." Hikage added as she hoped as well.

"If we are, I want nothing more than your best. Got it?" Rin somehow reminded them almost in a stern tone.

"Hai, Sensei! We won't hold back!" The four replied eagerly.

"Good." Suzune replied with a smirk. "Goodbye. We will likely meet again very soon." She then added as she turned away from them with a click of her heels.

With those words, Rin left without even looking back, leaving the prisoners to return to the cold loneliness within the dungeon, more determined to escape and be free no matter what.

(10/9, Afternoon)

(Shibuya, Central Street)

It was around 2 PM when Asuka walked out of Rental Shop Scarlet with a DVD in hand, happily studying the movie she chose for her and Homura to watch tonight. "I hope Homu-neechan doesn't mind watching The X Folders." She thought to herself as she put the DVD into her bag.

"Yo, Shirokage-san." A boy around her age greeted her out of the blue.

"Eh?" Asuka got out as she saw the boy approach her. He seemed friendly and familiar, so she let her guard down. "Ah, you're...um..." She then began, only for his name to escape her. She swore he was a Shujin student, she knew that much.

"Akio. I'm in the same class as you." The boy informed with a peaceful grin. "I sit in front of Mishima." He then added.

"Oh! Right, I'm so sorry." Asuka sheepishly giggled. She actually didn't recognise him because he was out of uniform and...well, there was nothing memorable about him. Even Mishima stood out more than him.

"It's fine." Akio chuckled, even if he looked a little saddened by the fact that the girl didn't recognise him despite all this time. "So...the culture festival is coming up." He then started.

"Huh? Oh, I totally forgot about that. Thanks for reminding me!" Asuka exclaimed in shock. Wow, time had flown by. It felt like it was only yesterday that she was spiking Kamoshida in the nuts.

"No problem." Akio replied with a smile. "So...are you going with anyone?" He then asked in a curious manner with a smirk that started to betray his motives.

Asuka frowned as she took a second to think about it. "Well, now that you mention it, I will probably go with my friends." She muttered.

Instantly, Akio's expression soured. "For real...What's that criminal got on you? I'm gonna put his name on the-"

"That will not be necessary." A cool voice cut him off. "Try to get to know people as they are rather than based on what someone like Kamoshida or Kobayakawa said about them."

"Yumi-chan?" Asuka gasped.

"What the- who're you!? You stay out of this." Akio grumbled...right before looking down at her prominent tits. "...Unless you wanna go out with me." He then assumed in a hopeful tone.

"Asuka-san is one of my closest friends. If you have a problem with her, you have a problem with me." Yumi explained in an authoritative tone.

"Geh..." Akio muttered as he ran off. "...Wait, was that Yuki Yumi!? SHIT!" He eventually exclaimed in a panic. "Nah, there's no way she'd be friends with anyone that knows Kurusu." He finally said as he disappeared into the alleyway next to Protein Lovers.

"Some people, even after all this time..." Yumi sighed out. "Are you okay?" She soon asked.

"I'm fine. I'm just concerned about how it would've looked if I had physically subdued him. It's why I held back..." Asuka got out.

"Ah, yes. I know that dilemma." Yumi replied. "The struggles of being a rising model and a rising idol." She then whispered with a giggle. "Would our managers allow us to get physical and just have our profiles say that we took self-defense classes?" Yumi half-jokingly asked.

"Maybe." The Vice Leader giggled out. "You seem really chipper today, Yumi-chan! Did something good happen to you?" She noted and asked as they walked down the street together.

"Plenty." Yumi replied with a smile.

"...Did you hang out with Akira-kun yesterday and your Persona evolved as a result?" Asuka soon guessed.

"Hai!" Yumi nodded, surprised for a moment but remembered how quite a few of her friends had already gone through their second awakenings. "Fūma became Tsukuyumi-no-Mikoto. It was an amazing feeling. I'm admittedly quite giddy to see her in action."

"Congratulations Yumi-chan!" Asuka cheered as she hugged her friend, pressing both their large breasts together like usual.

BOING! SQUISH!

"Hehe, thank you, Asuka-chan." Yumi replied with a smile as well.

"Hehehe, soon everyone will have evolved Personas. I can't wait to see how strong we've all become!" Asuka soon declared and confessed.

"In battle or in an emotional sense?" Yumi questioned.

"...You know, I didn't really think about the second part." Asuka confessed with a slightly embarrassed look.

"Why is that?" Yumi had to ask.

"Because, um, you know...with our evolutions, new equipment, and all this time fighting and training..." Asuka mumbled as she poked her fingers together.

Soon enough, Yumi got what she was saying. "...You want to fight Homura-san." She guessed.

"Yes." Asuka replied as she nodded. "We've both gotten so much stronger since the start of the year. As much as I love Homu-neechan...I want to beat her. She's just as much as my rival as she is my sister." She then stated with a fist pump.

"A step ...rival?" Yumi got out, chuckling at her own made-up term.

"Yep. We're going to have our big, deciding showdown at an appropriate time. It was a promise we made to one another after we both found out the other was a shinobi." Asuka confirmed. "You taking Homu-neechan as an apprentice is the reason I went to Miyabi-sensei, to expand my repertoire." She eventually revealed.

"I see." Yumi replied. "I am admittedly curious to see how a proper showdown between me and Miyabi-san would go." She then confessed.

"That would be quite the sight." Asuka replied with a nod.

"I wonder if Ojii-sama and Master Hanzō had a similar drive..." Yumi wondered.

"Ah, right. They knew each other well in life before..." Asuka recalled.

"Hai...my grandfather and your grandfather were once friends..." Yumi started in a solemn tone. "But it was fractured due to beliefs..." She then added in a more saddened tone.

Asuka in response nodded sadly. "Hai, it was depressing when I heard about it." She admitted.

"Well...some friends can't seem to see eye-to-eye, and eventually they become enemies. I wonder if they made up in-person before..." Yumi soon stated before sighing.

"I hope they did. No, I know they definitely did if your Grandfather wanted to deal with as many of his regrets as he could handle before he passed away." Asuka replied with an assured nod before letting out a small laugh. "It's a little funny we ended up doing the opposite. We started as enemies and ended up becoming friends." She soon realized.

"That seems to be a running trend with our group." Yumi noted in amusement.

"Haru-chan didn't want us in jail or dead though. Neither did Ryuji-kun or Akira-kun for that matter. Morgana-chan did kind of strong-arm us into this whole business." Asuka pointed out. "I-I hope that's the case at least. Moh...if the next person joining our team is going to blackmail us again, I don't know what I'd do. Cry, probably. Or beat them up after we get out from under their thumb." She then sighed out.

"We should work on preventing such a thing from happening again..." Yumi muttered with a frown.

"I wonder what our grandfathers would think about all this..." Asuka soon wondered out loud.

"I think Ojii-sama would be happy and relieved that his granddaughter's not making the same mistakes as he did and keeping an open mind." Yumi replied.

"Still, all this talk about our grandfather's... It's just like what Homu-neechan was talking to me about this morning." Asuka soon remarked. "About how things can unexpectedly change and we need to prepare for the future..." She then added.

That in turn got Yumi's attention. "Oh? What does Homura-san have planned for hers?" She soon asked.

"Well, she's currently going on a university visit." Asuka answered.

"A university visit?" Yumi repeated in a curious manner. "Might I ask who she is touring with?" She then questioned.

"Um, I think it was someone named Kochō or something?" Asuka recalled.

"Oh yes, Shinjūin-san of Hakuō." Yumi realized. "She and Homura-san did get along well at the summit." She soon recalled with a smile. "She's very much a good definition of a Disciplinary Committee Head: Strict, but fair and willing to listen to all. Homura-san would certainly learn a lot from her considering it has consistently been rated the number one girls' school in Japan." She then explained and revealed in reassurance.

"Moh...Homu-neechan is so lucky to find someone like that." Asuka got out in awe.

"If I recall correctly, you were scouted by top model Mochizuki-san according to the magazines, yet turned it down. Has anything come of that?" Yumi reminded with an amused look on her face.

"That...was sort of different." Asuka confessed. "Part of it being where I would be going international around the world at the time...and I admit I was concerned how Homu-neechan would react." She soon revealed. "But, yeah, she does give me advice and we do work together on shoots like the one that's set for tomorrow." She then concluded.

"Well, I wish both you and Homura-san luck on your shoot tomorrow and her tour today." Yumi then got out.

"Thanks! It's so great Homu-neechan is preparing for the future!" Asuka giggled before pausing. "...Wait, have you done that yet?" She soon asked.

"Not really." Yumi admitted. "Between everything that's happened, I haven't even thought about which university I should attend. Then there's the fact that I will not be able to graduate from Gessen until next year." She soon informed. "It's strange. I'm going to be both a high school graduate and a repeater." She then tittered in amusement.

"Mohmohmohmohmoh...Moooh!" The brunette whined with a pout as she started panicking a little.

"It's fine, Asuka-san." Yumi assured. "I've been here for over a year, living mostly as anything but as a shinobi. University is rather far off my mind as of right now." She then insisted.

"So you aren't going to uni?" Asuka asked.

"I will eventually, but once everything has been settled into a more manageable routine." Yumi assured. "I'm not sure what I should study, however. I'll need to talk to Makoto-san and Haru-san on that subject." She soon admitted.

"Well, Makoto-chan would be getting into law enforcement and Haru-chan, hrm, maybe into business...I guess?" Asuka recalled.

"Really? I would've thought Haru-san would be doing something more like horticulture or botany." Yumi got out in surprise. "I'm assuming she might be preparing for the worst as a precaution." She then guessed.

"Yeah, you can never be too careful." Asuka admitted.

"Mhm." Yumi hummed with a nod.

"...It's funny." Asuka muttered. "Here I am talking about the future, university, what I should do as an adult but...why do I still feel like a kid? I don't feel any closer to feeling like a grown-up." She then confessed, frowning at the ground.

"You still are a kid, Asuka-san. That's not a strange feeling." Yumi reminded in a comforting manner. "But the transition into adulthood can be smooth or abrupt. It may feel daunting but eventually you'll get used to it. You experienced it when you became the leader of your Elite class, now use that to make that journey easier."

"You think I'm ready to be an adult?" Asuka faltered.

"I know you're ready to be an amazing woman." Yumi stated with an encouraging smile. "And hopefully, better than the targets we change."

"That's a low bar, Yumi-chan." Asuka giggled. "The bar is in hell. The devil is tripping over it as we speak."

"Well, it should be our duty to raise it back up. We have to be the ones to drive that change and end painful cycles, and it all starts with you." Yumi stated as looked up at the bright blue sky.

Asuka shook her head. "Not just me. All of us. We're the new generation and we'd better make sure we don't repeat what the last one did." The Vice Leader corrected. "Those who don't learn from their mistakes are destined to repeat them, right?" She then added.

"Hai." Yumi nodded with a bright smile. "Do you want ro join me and Homura-san tonight for a movie at my apartment?" She soon offered.

"Eh!? But I was planning a movie night at our place!" Asuka exclaimed as she pulled out the DVD.

Yumi tittered. "It's not a problem. We can watch both movies. I hope you two are okay with Wraith..." She then added.

"Ooh! I've been wanting to see that!" Asuka got out in an excited tone as the two shinobi walked to the station together.

(Harajuku, Gasoline Row)

After work, the two maids had gotten changed out of their uniforms and were in more casual attire as they headed to a more unique part of Harajuku.

"Man, you were really into the manager role, Morgan-senpai." Yuki got out.

"Only because you were a big help keeping things running in the proverbial trenches, Kiki-chan." Miyabi replied.

"It's what I do." The blonde replied while ruffling the back of her own head.

The blonde then took a glance at her senior. "Hey, your hair's a little long there." Yuki noted.

"Hm?" Miyabi hummed out before noticing how her bangs and how long they became. Any longer, and it would start to cover her eyes. "Huh, I haven't had a haircut in a while." She soon realized. She hadn't had a haircut since Imu cut it back at Hebijo and only noticed now.

"Are you thinking of growing it out any longer?" Yuki soon asked.

"Nah. I prefer my hair short so no one can grab it." Miyabi answered, thinking about how long and flowing the tan skinned girl's hair was becoming lately. She hadn't gotten it cut in a while either, so it was beginning to reach her feet. "Hmm...the next time I fight her, I'm definitely using that to my advantage." She thought, chuckling deviously.

"Maybe other girls call you a hunk cause you got a boyish hairstyle." Yuki suggested.

Miyabi's eye twitched. "Are you trying to piss me off?" She grumbled.

"Hehe, sorry senpai." Yuki sheepishly apologized.

"Guess I should get a haircut." Miyabi soon got out as she twirled her hair around her finger. "Are there any hairdressers nearby?" She then asked.

"My usual, Scary Mary's right there, is closed for renovations to replace the tiling and grout..." Yuki revealed as she took out her phone. "Let's see... Uhh...there's one down the road. You're Fabulous." She soon informed.

"You're Fabulous?" Miyabi repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"No, that's actually its name..." Yuki corrected.

"Eh, sounds a little fancy but I have the money to burn. I'm going for a quick cut." Miyabi responded. "You wanna get your hair done too?" She then asked.

"You sure?" Yuki asked.

"It's my treat, Kiki-chan." Miyabi replied with a smile.

"...Okay, sure. I guess I could use one." Yuki decided and admitted. "My hair's ungodly thick, so I hafta get it thinned out frequently otherwise it gets all knotty and crap." She soon revealed.

"Yeah. I'm guessing it would be a pain to manage." Miyabi replied and assumed.

"Trust me. It is absolute murder in the morning to wrangle it into this." Yuki confessed with a groan. "Here's a tip if you wanna have hair like the famous model Miki Mochizuki: it's a commitment to have it as long as hers and keep it well-kept enough so ya don't have to suffer 'the big chop'..." She soon instructed.

"The big chop..." Miyabi repeated with a raised eyebrow. "How bad can those get?" She soon asked in a curious manner.

"Pretty bad dependin' on how long it is and how messed up it is by the time you get to someone." Yuki stated.

Miyabi made a mental note to keep a closer eye on Futaba's hair care routine as they stopped into You're Fabulous.

One trip to the hairdressers later...

"Ugh. Finally. They were all so cloying and twee." Miyabi groaned out as they left the place.

"I totally agree. Too much sugar can definitely kill ya. They got the job done, but I can see why they're rated two outta five." Yuki flatly replied. "I'll take ya to my main place next time." She then offered.

"Is she good?" Miyabi asked.

"For sure. So, how's the new 'do look, Senpai?" Yuki replied and soon asked. "I reckon they did a decent job of mine" She then admitted in satisfaction.

"Still nice and short, but it's definitely less masculine." Miyabi hummed out. "Amazing what a little styling can do." She then confessed.

"I had that style for a while before I fully grew my hair out." The blonde revealed.

Miyabi however snickered to that. "You had hair as short as mine?" Miyabi jokingly asked, unable to imagine it.

"Not your old style, your current one." Yuki corrected with a giggle. "Before that, I had it as a buzzcut for...personal reasons." She admitted.

"Seriously?" Miyabi got out in disbelief. "Man, it feels weird to have my hair so...smooth." She then mumbled while feeling her hair.

"Yeah, looks less like an male anime character now." Yuki jokingly pointed out.

"Grrrr...!" Miyabi growled before her eyes widened in realization. "...Oh god it did, didn't it?" She then groaned as she covered her face. "Like that fighting game man from Cross Tag they were selling posters of near work today!" She added.

"U-Um, but you still looked really cute and feminine!" Yuki soon added. "And there are plenty of women that have short hair like yours! There are even shorter cuts or even bald ones and they all pull it off!"

"...Well, there would be even less of a chance to be grabbed by the hair if I didn't have any..." Miyabi soon muttered, seriously thinking about it, causing the younger girl to panic.

"U-Uh, Morgan-senpai, I don't even think our boss would accept having a bald maid. Not in your position anyway." Yuki pointed out. "That's the reason Hana-chan handles bathroom cleanup at work after all." She then reminded her senpai.

"Yeah, yeah, I guess you're right." Miyabi soon admitted. "At the end of the day, we make money primarily from horny boys, and they drool over nice and cute cuts. Seeing a bald woman with big boobs would be a huge turn off...or make people think I have cancer, and that...if that results in more business, I'm definitely going to hell." She then stated.

"Sounds about right." Yuki awkwardly admitted in agreement.

"But not all horny boys are bad, of course." Miyabi however stated. "Stupid bastards are some of my best friends." She then confessed.

"Best friends?" Yuki repeated.

"Yeah, it sounds like I have low standards, but...erm...yeah, I think I do have low standards..." Miyabi muttered in realization. "But they're my idiots, and if they've got my back, I'll have theirs in return. Trust me, they mean well." She then added.

"I get that. My roommates are also kinda pains in the asses to deal with at times, but they're the best people I ever met.".Yuki agreed with a small laugh. "...They don't peep in bathrooms though, right?" She then decided to ask.

"Oh God!" Miyabi got out in disgust. "No way in- well, Inari might, if just for a drawing." She then admitted.

"...Inari?" Yuki repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"Nickname for one of my friends. He's an artist, and he was also interested in nude paintings." Miyabi began to explain. "And...I have been a nude model for him before. Willingly." She then admitted.

"EEEEEEEEEH!?" Yuki exclaimed with widened eyes and with a blush on her face.

"Don't yell, idiot!" Miyabi reprimanded in annoyance. "It's not as bad as it sounds. It's actually kind of boring...and cold." She then admitted once more.

"Does that mean your naked body's on display in some gallery!?" Yuki then asked as she freaked out.

"What!? N-No!" Miyabi exclaimed and responded. "At least, I hope not. Or else someone is about to die tonight." She then muttered.

"I pray for your perverted friend, then." Yuki stated with a sweatdrop.

"...It's not like he's a complete pervert or anything, Kiki-chan." Miyabi confessed. "He just sees art and aesthetics on pretty much anything to the point that it becomes weird." She then explained.

"Huh...somehow I'm quite interested to meet this male friend of yours." Yuki soon admitted with a grin.

"Oh he's pretty interesting, to say the least." Miyabi remarked in amusement. "Just...be sure that if he asks to nude paint you, do it at your own risk." She then instructed.

"Hehe, noted." Yuki giggled out as the two continued walking.

Though at that moment...

Rumble...

The blonde soon blinked as she looked around. "Hm? Did you hear that, Morgan-senpai?" Yuki suddenly asked.

Miyabi perked up from that, looking around to where the sound came from.

Rumble...

"Hm? Oh shit..." The white-haired woman thought in her head in slight terror.

Miyabi knew exactly what was coming.

Her damned Militia!

Rumble!

"Eh? I didn't hear anything in the news report about any earthquakes today." Yuki stated as she felt and heard the rumbling.

"Kiki-chan!" Miyabi shouted out.

RUMBLE! SQUEAL!

Miyabi quickly grabbed the blonde and pushed both of them against the wall as the horde of screaming fangirls...

Who all ran past her like she was trash.

"She went that-a-way! I can smell her musk!"

"HAVE MY BABIES, MIYABI! BIOLOGY WILL NOT HINDER ME!"

"I WANT YOU TO HAVE MY BABIES, MIYABIIIIII-SAAAAMMMMAAAAAAAAA!"

"I changed my name to Miyabi so I can be closer to you!"

"Kill the blonde jezebel she's with!"

"Burn the witch!"

"...Those girls ain't right in the head." Yuki bluntly confessed.

"They... They don't recognize me?" Miyabi wondered in her head as she was literally a few inches away from the tsunami of horny fangirls with her face in full view of them.

"Wow, quite the stampede." Yuki got out in amazement with raised eyebrows despite keeping both eyes shut. "...Were those..." She began to guess.

"Yeah. Make sure you don't get swept away." Miyabi cautioned. "They still don't know I'm right here despite having heard me?" She then thought.

Rumble...

Soon, the horde of girls subsided into the distance.

"...I can't believe it." Miyabi gawked in disbelief. "What form of power is this!?" She then questioned.

"Maybe it's 'cause you look more like a girl now and not a guy?" Yuki suggested.

"But...I don't look that different, right?" Miyabi got out.

"Just look." Yuki replied with a grin.

Miyabi turned to a nearby, squeaky clean window and checked her reflection. In a coat that hid her uniform but still showed off her skirt and legs, a relaxed hunch, light makeup, and with a demure look on her face.

Right next to her, she could imagine seeing her old self. Cruel, angry, wanting nothing but to prove to the world and herself that she wasn't useless while thinking everything else around her was worthless. Hunky too with an expression of disapproval.

"...Who are you?" Miyabi whispered as she placed her hand on the glass. Only her new self mirrored her actions while her old self faded away into her.

"...Erm, I was referring to another window..." Yuki however got out, blushing as she took a step back.

"Eh?" Miyabi got out before actually checking what window she was using.

LADIES NIGHT

Women's Lingerie and "Paraphernalia"

Miyabi blushed as she saw past the reflection and saw the various mannequins on display, wearing underwear that left little to the imagination. "U-Uh..." She got out.

"Oh, hello!" A female voice got out in eagerness. "I saw you looking at our products with such an intense expression. Do you want to try them on?" She then added with a decent tone this time.

Immediately, Miyabi jumped in a surprised manner. "GAH!" She got out in shock. "I-I...Um...Erm...we were just...uh...looking." She awkwardly responded and revealed.

"Oh. Well, we're having a special promotion so here's a coupon." The clerk offered as she gave the white-haired woman a coupon. "Come inside whenever you want." She then added with a smile before leaving to enter the store once more.

"Come inside, my ass. There's no one coming inside if you're being so pushy, lady." Miyabi grumbled before sighing.

Yuki was somehow staring at her, almost for a while now.

"What?" Miyabi got out with a raised eyebrow.

"Morgan-senpai, were you thinking too hard about something?" Yuki suddenly asked. "You, uh, need some privacy for 'bout 5 minutes?" She hesitantly got out. "Y'know, to rub one out..." She whispered into the white-haired woman's ear.

"!" Miyabi's eyes widened as she looked at her junior co-worker as she realized what she had just said.

"I got a knack for noticing these kinds of things." Yuki sheepishly confessed while rubbing the back of her head. "Soooo, what's up?" She then asked.

"Umm...well...it's just that I..." Miyabi barely managed to say before sighing. "I guess I was thinking if I'm changing too much from the tomboy I used to be before coming to Tokyo." She soon confessed.

Yuki went silent for a moment, contemplating what the woman just said. "Well if you wanna act more feminine, then do it." She simply stated. "It's not like no one's gonna stop you, right?" She then pointed out.

"H-Huh?" Miyabi got out in confusion at the simplicity of the answer. "Y-You think so?" She then asked.

The blonde in turn nodded. "I'm serious, really." Yuki replied.

Miyabi then looked down at the coupon in her hands and the Ladies Night shop.

"Well, shogun, what will you do?" Nobunaga questioned.

"...I mean, I should feel like a woman if I want to be." Miyabi thought as she proceeded towards the door.

"Hey! Wait for me, senpai!" Yuki however called out, soon following her senior in.

"Kiki-chan!?" Miyabi gawked in a combination of disbelief, horror, and embarrassment, all while stopping just near the door entrance.

"I'm old enough!" Yuki claimed with her hands on her hips. "We both work at the same place too, remember?" She then reminded with a smirk.

"R-Right. I forget you're actually 18." Miyabi somehow stated. "You just look so much younger. Not like you lied about your age to get your job. That'd be stupid." She then assumed and added.

"Yup, that's right." Yuki replied...though she was mentally sweating. "She doesn't need to know I turned 15 a couple of months ago." She thought to herself.

"Alright then, let's go." Miyabi responded with a nod, taking the blonde's hand as she opened the doors and led the both of them inside.

Inside the store, everything was pink, with the name of the store largely plastered on one of the walls and an interesting-looking wide doorway with pink curtains draping over it.

In front of them was the concierge table along with a female receptionist behind it...and it was the only promising thing in what seemed to be the lobby of the place, aside from the couple chairs and pictures of girls and women wearing different sets of lingeries.

"Hello there, welcome to Ladies Night." The clerk receptionist as the two entered.

"Excuse me, ma'am, what is this place?" Yuki began to ask as she approached the concierge. "Is this a store?" She then assumed.

"It is." The receptionist nodded. "What we sell is just beyond that doorway." She then added as she gestured her hands towards the doorway.

"Huh...pretty secretive for a lingerie store." Miyabi noted. "We can only see the display outside and not the inside of this store." She then added.

"It was intentional." The receptionist informed. "Ladies Night is a special kind of store for women like you." She then proudly added.

"Um, okay...well in any case, we need some recommendations." Miyabi soon requested.

"Hmmmm..." The receptionist narrowed her eyes as she studied the blonde's appearance. "ID, miss?" She soon responded.

"Oh! Here." The blonde responded, taking out and handing the card to the store employee.

"...Yuki Ikusaba." The receptionist read out loud, causing the blonde to squeak. "Alright, looks good. Apologies, you just looked so young." She replied and apologized.

"I, uh, get that a lot." Yuki got out as she awkwardly took back her (forged) ID.

"Anyways, let me go get a catalog." The receptionist replied as she began looking down at her desk.

Miyabi soon looked at the blonde. "...So, your name's Yuki." She got out.

"Yup." Yuki responded with a sheepish look on her face.

"Heh, well it's only fair." The white haired woman replied. "I'm Miyabi. Miyabi Kurayami." She then introduced herself in a joking manner.

"Nice to meet you, finally." Yuki giggled. "But you'll always be Morgan-senpai to me." She then admitted.

"And you'll always be Kiki-chan to me." Miyabi confessed as she then playfully rubbed the blonde's head.

"Aw..." The receptionist thought as she watched the two from a distance. "What a cute lesbian couple." She then added in her head as she returned. "Alright you two, follow me. I'll show you what we sell here in Ladies Night." She soon stated as she went towards the doorway, prompting the two girls to follow her.

Once they passed through the doorway, it was a small, semi-dark hallway that had a turn to the left. Then, after they turned around said corner, they were greeted by a blurred glass automatic doors that led to what must be the items this store sells.

"Welcome...to Ladies Night." The receptionist once again greeted as the doors opened by themselves ...this time with a grin.

It was a decently lit large room filled with very interesting items being up for sale on shelves...and all of them were on the sexual side of things. And as already told, there were lingeries of different kinds as well as women's underwear and outfits that leave no room for decency

"What?" Miyabi only got out as she blushed at the sight of the items.

"Are those...sex toys?" Yuki meanwhile assumed.

"Yes, ma'am." The receptionist replied with a nod. "So, here we are, you two. The finest selection of sex toys along with the most highly refined sets of lingerie the universe has to offer currently in stock here in Ladies Night." She then proudly added.

"Holy..." Yuki started as she now began to blush.

"Shit..." Miyabi concluded, also blushing as well.

Clearly, as stated by Yuki, there were a huge variety of sex toys on display for sale.

"Here, we just had our delivery of this product yesterday from a best-selling brand." The receptionist stated as she approached a display shelf and picked up a sex toy. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She then questioned in an innocent manner.

"Um...yeah?" Miyabi barely managed to reply.

"Here is the Frickener, one of the best dildos in the world." The receptionist revealed. "72-hour battery life, modifiable settings for user preference." She then added.

"Ooookay?" Yuki responded as the receptionist placed back the dildo on its display before gesturing to another, much, much longer and girthier one bearing the label Bonerattler with the tagline: 'Best selling sex toy for masochists who are completely consumed by their lusts!'

The sheer size of it caused both maid cafe employees to sweatdrop, especially when they saw all the warnings and the size comparison to a certain large grey African herbivore on the sign next to it.

"Hey, I'm not gonna ask about it..." Yuki whispered as her senpai gave her a concerned look. "What kind of madwoman could even fit that one in her?" She mumbled under her breath.

"I don't know, I'd hate to meet her though..." Miyabi quietly replied.

"Feel free to ask the staff for more information. Here is the catalogue for your reference." The receptionist eventually stated as she gave the two said catalog. "Pick whatever makes you feel fancy, sexy or both." She then added.

"We'll...just be sticking to the lingerie." Miyabi awkwardly informed as the blonde nodded in agreement. Both could infer what the second toy could do to someone...

"As you wish." The receptionist replied with a nod before looking back at her tablet. "But feel free to have a look at the sex toys as well. Who knows, you might come back for something more." She then confidently added.

The two friends simply blushed as they gulped.

"...Do boys come here in this store, too, ma'am?" Yuki soon asked.

"Not at all. Men are basically not allowed in this shop." The receptionist informed...before leaning in towards them. "Though we do have a special rule for male customers to be allowed to enter, and that is for men to have female partners tagging along with them. We just simply inform them ahead of time to disguise themselves once they decide to enter this holy ground with their female companions. In simple terms, for our male customers, no female companions, no entry. And no one has to know that a simple, decent man can simply enter this sacred store of ours without a female person with them." She then revealed in a no nonsense tone.

Miyabi simply snorted at that last comment. "Holy ground? Wow..." She got out.

"Mm-hmm. That's what our manager calls it." The receptionist stated with a nod. "Our sales have gone up recently, and a lot of women have been recommending this store to other fellow women." She then revealed.

"Seriously?" The two friends asked at the same time.

"Yes, considering this is one of the well-known adult entertainment stores in the country." The receptionist replied.

"Huh..." The two girls only got out in understanding.

"Alright, once again, if you have any questions, feel free to ask the clerks around." The receptionist informed. "Thank you, and happy shopping at Ladies Night."

"Yeah..." Yuki replied to her as the receptionist left and back to the concierge. "Can you believe this place, Morgan-senpai?" She then muttered.

"Oh yeah..." Miyabi awkwardly responded while looking at the underwear part of the catalog.

"Girls buy these things nowadays?" Yuki had to question, seeing all the products.

"Looks like it." Miyabi responded. "Ladies Night...right." She then added.

"Looks like men are not the horny ones in this world, huh." Yuki quipped with a snicker.

"Anyone and everyone can be horny." Miyabi simply stated with a slight blush. "Now let's do some underwear shopping. I saw this sexy pair that would definitely suit me." She then decided and confessed, pointing to a pair in particular on a page of the catalog.

It was a red, slightly transparent-lace bodysuit lingerie with white floral patterns, thin, adjustable straps, adorned with small satin bows that rested delicately on the shoulders along with a deep plunging neckline that extended down to the navel, showing her midsection perfectly. As for the lower part of the bodysuit lingerie, it connects seamlessly to the top with daringly minimal coverage, leaving much of the hips and thighs exposed and almost looking exactly like a one-piece.

The white-haired woman began to wonder how she would look while wearing it.

"Ooooh, what a sexy choice, Morgan-senpai." Yuki complimented with a thumbs up of approval.

"Thanks." Miyabi replied with a smile. "How about you? Do you see something that interests you?" She then asked.

"Mmmm..." Yuki hummed out as she looked through the catalog. "This one." She soon decided as she pointed at her decision.

It was a lime green-yellow lingerie that showcased a daring and intricate combination of straps and lace. The top had delicate, semi-sheer lace cups, adorned with intricate floral patterns which were framed by yellow straps that formed an enticing-looking harness across the collarbone, along with the straps converging at a central metallic ring that emphasized the neckline of the wearer. For the midsection, it was intricately wrapped in a series of slim, elastic bands that crisscrossed the torso in a provocative manner. And as for the lower piece, it mirrored the lace details of the top, with matching floral embroidery that is also framed by further straps that extended over the hips.

"Huh, bold, but not bad, Kiki-chan." Miyabi noted and confessed.

"Hehe, thanks." Yuki giggled out. "Let's go get them and try them on." She then decided.

Miyabi nodded in agreement as the two headed further into the store.

As they go further, even more sex-related paraphernalia are being shown for sale, making them blush even more while somehow maintaining a straight face.

"Lubricants...of course." Miyabi stated, seeing the bottles of different brands on one rack. "And condoms. Can't go wrong with condoms." She then muttered, seeing the opened boxes filled with neatly arranged condoms on another rack.

"They even sell ropes and harnesses of some kind." Yuki noted, seeing the hanging displays on the wall and different colored ropes on a rack. "And there's also some strange looking chairs and life-size dolls." She then added, noticing an area in the store where said times were placed and displayed for every customer to see.

"First, that big boobs incident and then stores like this..." Miyabi groaned. "Japan really is getting hornier by the second." She then concluded with a sigh, also thinking back to the orangette she knew.

"Yeah...you're probably right." Yuki replied, thinking about how the pinkette was. "...You think other countries will be affected, too?" She soon asked.

"Considering how close our country is in terms of relations with other countries...they might." Miyabi reluctantly responded, somehow preparing for the best/worst.

"..." Yuki simply blushed in silence for a moment. "Guess we'll have to live with it once it happens." She then stated.

"Yeah. Anyway, let's find those sexy lingeries." Miyabi replied and began as she approached a nearby staff member of the shop. "Excuse me, ma'am, where are these lingeries?" She then started to ask.

"They're over there. On that rack right there." The employee informed. "Oh, by the way, we also have testing rooms at the back alongside the fitting rooms." The female clerk soon suddenly informed them as she gestured towards the doorway with a pink curtain draping over it. "Please ignore the special noises if you go to the Fitting Area." She then instructed.

"Eh?" The two girls got out. "Special noises?" They then repeated at the same time.

"You'll figure it out." The employee simply replied. "Enjoy your shopping!" She then eagerly stated to the two before heading away.

Miyabi and Yuki simply gulped, hoping they both manage to have their urges intact and in control while inside this very unique store.

After that, they decided to not mind about it for now and continued the search for their chosen lingeries.

"There." Miyabi got out, spotting their chosen lingeries on a nearby rack, prompting the two to approach said rack.

While the lingerie available didn't seem too different from what she would find at more...general places, many of them had special designs and features that made it apparent that it couldn't be sold anywhere else. Some of them were practically see-through while others seemed to only enhance the wearer's looks.

"People really do buy these..." Miyabi thought with a blush, barely glancing over the one set with spikes and another that was just a bunch of strings. Miyabi then took the lingerie of her choosing from the rack. "Will it fit me, though?" She offhandedly asked herself as she scanned the red and black lingerie.

"Of course it will, Morgan-senpai." Yuki replied in an encouraging manner. "And you'll look sexy all the while." She then added.

"Right. I'm just worried that our big-ass tits will snap these off before we go to the counter." Miyabi explained with a sweatdrop and a sigh.

Yuki then glanced down on her own large breasts. "Now that you mention it, yeah. You think they have different sizes of the same design, too?"

"They should be..." Miyabi muttered before she looked down the aisles, trying to spot the particular design.

"Fifth aisle on the left." An employee meanwhile informed in a casual yet polite manner.

"Oh uh...thanks." Miyabi awkwardly replied as they went off to grab more appropriately-sized underwear.

Once they found what they were looking for, they began wandering around the store to find if there were any dressing rooms inside, eventually spotting a set of curtains at the back.

As they parted the door curtains and entered, they noticed two separate areas with multiple cubicles on each area, and each area had a sign displaying above: Fitting Area and Testing Area.

In the Fitting Area, every single cubicle is wide open with no people in them, meaning that they are all vacant. While in the Testing Area, only one door was closed while the rest of them were open for vacancy and use.

"Should we even know what the Testing Area is for?" Yuki suddenly asked.

"It's probably best not to." Miyabi advised with a sweatdrop.

"Right..." Yuki responded in an awkward manner.

The two then suddenly heard muffled noises in the Testing Area. Was that...moaning they heard? And from men as well? Also, could those two be hearing several of the toys being taken for a test drive?

"...They weren't kidding, alright." Miyabi had to comment with a slight blush.

"Yeah...those six sets of shoes over there? Five are for guys and one is for a girl" Yuki meanwhile noted, seeing the six different pairs of shoes near the closed door.

"Men really do come here...only if they have their girlfriends and stuff." Miyabi stated as she observed and assumed what was going on. "Hope this place provides free condoms for them." She then added in her head.

"Hm, yeah." Yuki hummed out and replied...while imagining what was clearly going on in the closed room with a blush on her face.

"Still, this has nothing to do with us. Let them have their fun." Miyabi got out with a sigh. "Now come on, let's try out these lingeries." She then suggested as she showed the lingeries once more.

"Right." Yuki nodded as she and the white-haired woman proceeded to the Fitting Area. "...Are you gonna test out the sex toys here someday?" She then suddenly asked her.

"..." Miyabi began to think of what to say as she blushed. "...Maybe?" She quietly responded, though was unsure about it.

"Heh, I knew it." Yuki snorted as she shook her head. "Couldn't help yourself." She soon noted.

"T-That was my...libido talking." Miyabi awkwardly confessed.

"Hehe, the woman in you's coming out huh?" Yuki jokingly guessed.

"Eh? Is it?" Miyabi curiously responded to that. "Well, how about you? Are you gonna try these sex toys too?" She then dared to ask her the same as if in retort.

Yuki blushed in response, trying to find an answer. "I guess... but the real deal is a lot more satisfying. I know from experience." The blonde seamlessly lied. "Although, those were just casual hook-ups. Nothin' serious." She added.

"You've...actually...?" Miyabi got out with a slight blush. "Did you...?" She began to ask for the inevitable.

"Yep. Made sure to use protection every time." Yuki replied and reassured.

Miyabi was silent for a second due to the fact that her friend has experience in bed, though she felt a bit of relief as well from what she just said about using protection. "Good to hear." She then got out in relief.

"Skill trumps size any day. Learned that the hard way." Yuki admitted with a wince.

"How bad?" Miyabi had to ask.

"Guy was hung like a horse but he had no stamina, didn't give a damn about how I felt and I've seen more graceful car crashes. He...just gave up after a minute and claimed that the tank was 'empty'." The blonde revealed with a sigh.

"Oof." The white haired woman grimaced.

The two then shared a laugh together, seeing how far their bonding has brought them closer.

"Man, today has been amazin'. We really should hang out more." Yuki couldn't help but comment with a smile on her face.

"Yep. You definitely showed me a new world." Miyabi responded while returning her own smile.

And the two entered one of the rooms in the Fitting Room area, hoping this very store would never see the light of day from regular, innocent people out there in the streets of Japan.

(Motoasakusa, ?)

Homura had gotten off the train to the new location as she adjusted her bag, looking around before taking out her phone. "Ok...so senpai said I should meet her...here." She muttered before she started walking to the location marked on her phone's map while adjusting her casual clothes, consisting of her red sundress that hung over her knees along with a short black cardigan, her handbag strapped around her shoulder, the flame shaped ruby jewel around her neck and black heeled sandals.

Cars passed by the roads, civilians doing their everyday lives, that was what Homura observed as she walked through the people.

After a while, she finally reached the marked location on her map, which was on the side of the road, and she was now standing in front of a store by the name of Regal Photogenics, which was a picture-taking place.

"Guess I should wait for her, then." Homura soon decided as she looked around at the scenery, roads, and everything. "Hm, it seems different then Asakusa." She noted.

"Ah! You're finally here, Homura-san." A familiar mature-sounding voice called out to her.

Homura glanced and saw the familiar white school uniform-wearing brunette approaching her with a smile and a regal gait, emanating a royal-like aura.

"Hello, Kochō-senpai. Thanks for giving me the opportunity." Homura greeted before bowing a bit as respect.

"Thank you for giving the university a second chance." Kochō stated with a smile. "I promise you that it will be better than anything you'll find anywhere else." She then assured her.

"Well as I told my sister and as she told me, I should not let myself be held back by anything." Homura soon confessed. "Even if it means I can't get everything I want, like going to the same place as Sis, I should do it regardless." She then added.

"Family is indeed important, Homura-san, but like birds do, they must eventually leave the nest." Kochō soon stated in an intellectual manner. "I'm sure you'll grow just as much with or without her." She then reassured.

"Thank you for your words, Kochō-senpai." Homura breathed out... until a stiff breeze caused her hair to blow in her face. "PFFT! Ack!" She suddenly sneezed, coughed, and spat out as she tried to get her hair out of her eyes and mouth.

"Oh goodness Homura-san, your hair is extremely long." Kochō noted.

"Hai, I haven't really done anything with it." Homura responded. "I like it like this but...it'll probably be more of a bother than what it's worth." She soon confessed with a sigh.

Kochō in response giggled as she then walked behind the tan skinned girl. "Here, allow me to temporarily stylize it for now. We can visit a salon afterwards to get you a proper hairstyle." She offered.

"A-Are you sure? It isn't too much of a hassle for you to worry about?" Homura responded and asked in concern, soon feeling her friend's hands in her hair.

Kochō in turn smiled kindly. "Nonsense. We have plenty of time to see what Hakuō has to offer." She replied as she did her friend's hair. "And a fellow queen needs to look her best after all." She then added.

"I don't feel as much of a queen compared to you, Kochō-senpai." Homura sheepishly confessed.

"But you embody so many qualities." Kochō stated otherwise. "You're wise, sophisticated-looking, possess great amounts of charisma, and you would lay down your life to help anyone that hasn't wronged you in some way."

"I-I only developed it over time during my start at Shujin." Homura got out as she rubbed the back of her neck.

"And to develop those qualities in such an unforgiving environment! That is what makes it all the more special." Kochō soon stated.

"It's just...I've had bad experiences with kings." Homura eventually confessed. "I don't really set out to rule over people, I just want to help them." She then explained.

"And that makes it all the better." Kochō praised in approval. "I am the same at Hakuō Academy." She then revealed.

"So what's with all the queen stuff?" Homura soon asked.

"Other students over time just decided to refer to me as such, so I was sort of made to take it as my own." Kochō answered.

"...Just like me when the students started calling me that." Homura realized.

"If it truly does bother you, I will stop calling you that." Kochō soon suggested. "I can't imagine how horrible it must be to remind you of such a time." She then got out in a sympathetic manner.

"... If you met me before I started the committee, you would have hated me. Nothing queenly about yelling at a victim of his abuse." Homura sighed out and revealed. "The fact that people have forgotten about all that just... makes me sick. I shouldn't be so easily forgiven for my actions." She soon confessed.

Kochō however then placed her hands on the tan skinned girl's shoulders. "Nobody's Perfect." She soon calmly stated in English, surprising the other girl. "People make mistakes all the time, some that you can never fix, but letting it stop you from getting better is foolish. You learn from your mistakes and further improve yourself as a result. If you did everything perfectly, you wouldn't be here today." She then explained. "Living by supporting each other in the game called life." She soon explained and then concluded.

"... I really am my own worst enemy, huh?" Homura sighed out.

"Luckily, you have many allies to call upon to stop you." Kochō soon stated.

"...Even you?" Homura soon asked.

"Of course!" Kochō replied with a nod. "I wouldn't have gone out of my way to invite you here if I wasn't." She then added.

"... Alright." Homura sighed out. "But I swear, if people start kissing the ground I walk, I think I'm going to scream." She then declared.

Kochō however giggled. "They never do that for me, so I'm sure they won't go that far for you." She revealed and reassured.

"Yeah, well... you haven't seen what happens at my school." Homura muttered while scratching the back of her head.

"Surely you're exaggerating." Kochō scoffed.

"They have doujin of me." Homura deadpanned.

"... Well, it won't be so extreme here." Kochō assured in a kind tone, sweating a little.

"Hey! What's the hold up!?" A masculine-sounding female yelled out of nowhere, catching the attention of the two.

"N-no! We'll get out of your way Sakurahana-san!"

"You're not supposed to be smoking that!" The stern voice called out to a particular girl, who hurriedly threw something into the bin before scurrying off ahead of the others.

"Hm?" Homura hummed out as she then noticed the nearby crowd of loiterers disperse, revealing three girls in the same uniform as the brunette approached them.

The first young girl was a black haired girl with her hair in a ponytail and teal eyes along with her uniform being the usual white and dark blue school uniform of her school with a gold badge on the left of her chest and a red arm band pinned to the left arm like what Kochō usually wears.

The second young girl was interesting as she had silver hair and low-drooping red eyes with a pair of purple glasses over them, along with the usual uniform the rest of the girls wear.

And the last young girl had brown spiky hair and teal eyes while she was surprisingly wearing what appeared to be a boy's uniform with a pair of pants, though it was unusual since the school was a girls'-only school.

"Is this the girl you've been talking about since the summit?" The one with the with black-haired ponytail assumed.

"Ah, yes. Ladies, this is Homura Shinkukage." Kochō replied and introduced.

"It's Homura Shirokage-Shinkukage, actually." Homura corrected.

"Shirokage..." The spiky haired brunette repeated before her eyes widened. "...A-As in the model!? Asuka Shirokage!?" She then exclaimed in disbelief.

"Y-Yes. She is actually my stepsister, and yes, she is a model." Homura confirmed with a nod.

"My my, how impressive, Homura-san." Kochō got out in awe. "You must be proud of her." She then assumed with a smile.

"I am." Homura replied with a nod. "Though she was in disapproval of me originally rejecting your offer due to me wanting to be close to her while thinking she would be sad without me being around." She then sheepishly confessed.

"I see." Kochō responded with a nod of understanding. "You love your sister dearly and she loves you back, despite not being related by blood." She soon stated as the tan skinned girl nodded. "How wonderful. Such care you have for one another is wonderful." She then praised in approval.

"K-Kochō-senpai..." Homura sheepishly got out, blushing pink from the words. "T-This is just flattering me at this point." She then added, a hint of poshness in her voice.

"You're a second year, correct?" The girl with short, silver hair and purple rectangular-framed glasses eventually asked.

"Indeed I am." Homura replied with a nod.

"Shouldn't you be saving university tours for your third year?" The intimidating looking girl with dark grey-brown hair spiked straight up asked in a very masculine tone.

"There's no harm in starting early, Kanzaki-chan." The girl with long black hair tied back into a long ponytail pointed out.

"Exactly." Homura simply stated with a shrug of her shoulders. "So, you three must be Hakuō's Disciplinary Committee members. Where's the other one?" She then asked in a curious manner, but at that point...

"I'm sorry that Ran-chan is late!" A childish voice called out as a set of footsteps rushed towards their direction. "Ran-chan needed to make sure that Kumapooh was presentable for today." She then explained.

"Kumapooh?" Homura repeated as the final member of her friend's group arrived, a clearly out of breath girl with long pale-orange hair tied into a ponytail with a braid, a pair of oval-shaped glasses and clutching a stuffed teddy-bear wearing a sharp vest. "What the... she looks like Futaba if she evolved and became less perverted." She thought to herself.

"Only by two minutes. You're improving Ranmaru-chan." The ravenette praised.

"Though, you're still slipping up and referring to yourself in the third-person Ranmaru." The tomboyish brunette noted.

Ranmaru in response simply pouted.

"Now that we are all here, introductions are in order." Kochō decided.

"Hai!" Her committee members replied as they lined up in a row.

"Third year, Chihaya Urai. A pleasure to meet you, Homura-chan." The ravenette soon started.

"Second year, Kanzaki Sakurahana. Proudly serving as part of Kochō's committee." The tomboy brunette continued.

"Third year, Kisaragi Kirifuda. So, I finally get to meet Shinjūin-san's disciple." The silverette informed and confessed.

"First year, Ranmaru Hieda and this is Ran-chan's robot butler bear that Daddy built for Ran-chan, Kumapooh." The orangette spoke up.

Homura in response nodded as she went back and forth between the four unique girls as well as their proud feeling Leader.

"First impressions on these four, Homura?" Musashi questioned in a curious manner.

"Hmm, well Chihaya seems really tolerant and easy-going." Homura mentally responded to her other self. "The kind of woman who prefers to help via a gentle touch and a helping hand if needed. Though she seems to worry a little too much over the petty stuff." She soon stated in her head. "She's nicer than Kochō-senpai for sure." She mentally concluded. "It is nice to meet you, Chihaya-san," She soon started greeting with politeness.

"It's nice to meet you too." Chihaya responded with a bow.

"Kanzaki seems strict and intimidating, but it's clear that she is very devoted to her role and very straight-forward." Homura soon thought as she looked at the other brunette."She may prefer the tough love approach compared to others, but sometimes that's what's needed to maintain order." She then concluded in her head. "Kanzaki-san," She continued.

"Hey there." Kanzaki replied with a wave.

"I can't really get a good read on Kisaragi apart from her focus and cool head, but it seems like she's good at what she does to Kochō-senpai vouches for her." Homura soon thought. "Kisaragi-san," She continued on.

"... Your breasts are too big and your bra needs to be tighter." Kisaragi bluntly stated.

The tan skinned girl simply sweatdropped to that as she looked at the orangette. "Lastly for Ranmaru, she may seem a little...unsuited but a drive to improve is always good to have. She reminds me a bit of Hibari. Though, she seems a little too dependent on that bear and her father. A crutch basically." She mentally concluded. "Ranmaru-san." She concluded the greetings with a smile.

"It's nice to meet you, but I really don't wanna be here. Ran-chan wanted to stay home." Ranmaru admitted in a whiny tone.

Homura in response just giggled. "All in all, each of them is unique in their own ways and it just shows that Kochō-senpai is even more amazing than I initially thought." She soon thought. "Ohoho~! Worthy of a future Prime Minister." She mentally concluded with a laugh.

"And thus, you have met the entire Public Morals Committee of Hakuō Girls Academy of 2016." Kochō concluded.

"It is a pleasure to meet you all." Homura responded with a bow.

"Us too. Kochō-san doesn't take on protégés very often. Or at all. You're sort of the first." Kisaragi replied and stated while adjusting her glasses.

"Well, I hope with the day we spend together that we can get to know each other more intimately." Homura responded before blinking. "Wait, the first?" She then repeated in curious confusion.

"Since you're the inaugural head of your disciplinary committee, she wants to impart her knowledge and experience to you, Homura-chan." Chihaya explained. "So, that you may pass that one to your successor at Shujin." She then added.

"Being able to instruct thirteen members is impressive." Kisaragi confessed as she adjusted her glasses. "As well as bringing your school back from the brink of shame those sub-humans brought to it." She then added in a spiteful manner.

"Ah, you're being too modest about my accomplishments. It was a group effort by myself and Makoto-senpai." Homura responded while politely waving it off.

"Too modest. Where is your pride in getting that fatso to kowtow to your wishes and actually backing off on you and Niijima-san with that whole Kaneshiro mess?" Kisaragi curtly replied and then asked.

"We were more than satisfied after Makoto-senpai scared Kobayakawa into submission." Homura revealed, confusing the other girls. "He tried to pressure Makoto-senpai by risking her future..." She vaguely revealed.

"Shinjūin told us after the summit about what happened at Shujin." Kisaragi replied, causing the tan skinned girl to wince.

"Ah, so you know he pressured Makoto-senpai into going after Kaneshiro." Homura got out.

"Ko-chan keeps all of us informed." Ranmaru replied with a smug look on her face.

"Our own principal was beyond upset when she learned this..." Kochō confessed with a haunted expression on her face.

"That's only because she's related to you, Kochō-chan." Chihaya pointed out.

Homura in turn blinked to this. "Really? Your mother is your principal?" She immediately asked.

"Fourth cousin, once removed actually." Kochō corrected. "Do not worry, I got my position via my own efforts and not via nepotism. Ohohoho~!" She reassured followed by a laugh.

"Well that is a relief to hear. Ohohoho~!" Homura replied in approval followed by her own laugh.

"Ran-chan doesn't like that moronic laugh..." Ranmaru whined.

That in turn caused the two laughing girls to pout a little. "It is a sign of our stature." They explained at the same time.

"Hm, similar beliefs." Kisaragi noted in fascination as she adjusted her glasses.

"On the same wavelength." Chihaya got out. "No wonder Kochō-chan became fast friends with her." She then added.

"In any case, our school prides itself on its order and discipline compared to others. We are the number one girls' school in all of Japan after all." Kanzaki replied. "It's also why our committee is much smaller than one of a co-ed school." She then explained.

"Ran-chan knows why. Some matters can only be better handled by boys than with girls in that garish mess that Homu-chan is at." The orangette replied with a nod.

"I-It isn't garish..." The tanned girl got out.

"Ranmaru-san, please think before you speak..." Kochō advised while staring at the first year.

"H-Hai. My apologies, Homu-chan!" Ranmaru hurriedly got out while reflexively shielding her backside. "Please don't spank Ran-chan..." She then mumbled.

"It is alright." Homura replied in reassurance as she patted the young orangette's head, surprising the girl. "I've learned everyone has the right to their opinions. I know Shujin's appearance is...out there, but I personally feel that it makes the school more inviting and creates a sense of freedom that no other school provides at least in terms of visual appeal." She soon stated and confessed in a mature tone.

"Fine, fine. But I prefer more tasteful art." Ranmaru replied and confessed. "After all, what merit is there to a pig and a mop having sexual intercourse?" She then casually stated with shrugged shoulders.

Homura blushed. "I thought Ryuji made a giraffe..." She thought to herself.

"In any case, how about that university tour?" Kochō eventually suggested as she clapped her hands together. "The sooner we get this done, the sooner that Homura-san can head to the salon and get a proper haircut." She then added.

"It does seem excessively long." Kisaragi had to confess.

"It's so smooth and shiny... " Ranmaru had to comment in awe, seeing the whole thing. "Are you sure you want to cut it? It must've been a lot of work to keep it so good-looking!" She then asked in slight concern.

"While I do like it, I'll admit it is getting pretty long to where it's touching the ground." Homura admitted. "I'm not looking to get it cut short. Just to a point where it doesn't get in the way." She then revealed.

"So not like Kanzaki-chan short." Chihaya simply stated. "You could tie it back like me and Ranmaru-chan." She then suggested.

"Why am I the example!?" Kanzaki had to ask, causing the others to giggle in amusement. "Besides, my hair is actually longer and thicker than Kisaragi's." She added.

"Kan-chan barely has her hair down enough for Ran-chan to make the comparison." The orangette pointed out.

"Oh come on!" Kanzaki whined with a pout. "Some girls just can't do feminine stuff." She added. "I tried it once on a whim and it was the worst day of my life." She then concluded.

"Sakurahana is the only individual at school who wears the male uniform." Kisaragi whispered to the tanned girl.

"Despite the school being a girls-only school?" Homura questioned in a curious manner.

"Don't ask how the principal managed to get one for Kanzaki-san." Kochō added with a sigh.

"Let's just say it took a lot of convincing." Kanzaki vaguely informed, feeling proud of herself.

"If you say so. I won't pry." Homura responded with a shrug.

"They are quite the authoritative group, aren't they?" Kochō assumed with a smile.

"These girls... " Homura whispered to her fellow Disciplinary Committee Head. "They're pretty quirky but they are not bad people. If I do like the place, I wouldn't mind being part of their clique, Kochō-senpai." She soon confessed.

"I'm glad you do." Kochō replied with a smile. "And I'm sure they would accept you with open arms." She then added in a proud manner.

"Oh you are just being modest again, Kochō-senpai." Homura responded with a wave of her hand. "Compared to you, I'm just trash on the side of the road. I'm not special." She then confessed.

"Going a bit far there." Musashi meanwhile got out with a sweatdrop.

"What are you talking about? You are special! There are many things about you that I don't have." Kochō stated while shaking her head. "I know the others think the same, isn't that right?" She then pointed out as her committee nodded.

"She's pretty." Chihaya mentally got out.

"She's so... feminine." Kanzaki thought, studying the tan skinned girl.

"She looks like a shinobi." Kisaragi silently assumed with a frown.

"I'm not even going to university until two years later! Why does Ran-chan have to be here!?" Ranmaru whined out loud.

Homura however giggled in response. "As I had explained, it's never too late to get a head start on learning about universities for the future." She replied.

"Hmph!" Ranmaru pouted as she turned away. "I can't believe I'm spending my Sunday doing this. Couldn't Kumapooh take my place?" She then got out before asking.

"Your bear isn't a substitute for you even if it does move completely autonomously." Kochō however stated. "Now, let us head to our first destination!" She then decided.

"Which is?" Homura asked in a curious manner.

"The cafeteria." Kochō replied before everyone heard her stomach growl...but in a regal way. "I'm famished." She then got out with a blush.

Homura giggled. "... Korean corndogs?"

"Yes, Korean corndogs." Kochō confirmed with a smile.

"After you, my lady." Homura soon got out as she stepped aside and curtsied.

"Why, thank you." Kochō responded with a smile as the tan skinned girl soon followed by her side while the rest of her committee followed suit.

(Kosei Female Dormitories)

Mea Kurosaki let out a sigh as she looked out the window of her dorm room, seeing the blue skies had started to turn orange as afternoon slowly crept towards night. It was the beginning of the end of her peaceful Sunday.

"Neme-chan's late." Mea noted while licking her lollipop. "Is she teasing Rito-senpai again?" She then wondered.

"Or stalking that guy we met back in Hawaii..." Yami pointed out as she opened up another bag of taiyaki and started eating another one.

"Yusuke-senpai's friend is an interesting one." Mea confessed. "I wonder if he's met Harenchi-senpai..." She then wondered.

"It's likely given the size of Shujin." The blonde replied as the door opened.

BOING!

"Yo, I'm back." A familiar voice greeted.

That in turn got the attention of the two as they looked towards the door for the familiar voice. "That's a new look." The redhead got out. "Oh, wait. You're in someone again, aren't you?" She guessed with a wink.

"Again!? She's done this before? Please, get out of me already..." A blushing and highly embarrassed Suiren requested before grinning. "Not until I've beaten the high score for the arcade machine I found in there." She then declared as she suddenly pulled out a candy apple from her cleavage and began licking it.

Yami meanwhile narrowed her eyes. "...She still has control and isn't unconscious." She noted.

"Oooo~ Someone with a high compatibility with Neme-chan!" Mea got out in awe and even more interest. "Wait, how do you have an arcade machine in there?"

"Indeed, Suiren here is quite the fascinating young woman." Suiren replied with an impish smile.

"Even more so than Rito-senpai and Akira-kun?" The redhead asked.

"Equally." Suiren simply responded. "...I guess I should thank you for taking interest in me?" She soon assumed. "Of course." She then replied.

"This is different from what usually happens when you possess someone." Yami noted. "How high is her compatibility with you?" She then questioned.

"Extremely." Suiren revealed with a smirk as she observed her arm before wiggling her fingers as if she was checking her own body out.

"You're enjoying this far too much than is strictly healthy." Yami sighed out with a shrug.

"Plan to have a body like hers when you leave?" Mea soon guessed with a grin.

"For nights on the town, probably since it has its advantages." Suiren replied before gaining a neutral expression. "I only request you put your clothes back on before you get out of my body. Please." She added with a sigh as she continued licking the sweets.

"We're all girls here." Mea pointed out. "Plus, Neme-chan is a bit of an exhibitionist." She then added in amusement.

"So are you when it comes to Yūki Rito. There's also your fetish for licking and sniffing." Yami pointed out. "He accidentally and completely ripped off your skirt and underwear yesterday at school and you didn't even flinch." She then reminded.

"That was before Yami likely buried him up to his neck in the ground after tossing him. Again." Suiren assumed with a giggle of amusement as she placed the candy apple aside before blinking in confusion. "Wait, how is he not dead from that? And how did he manage to tear your clothes off accidentally?" She then asked.

"The laws of physics don't seem to apply to him anymore." Yami sighed out. "Him and his apparent Cataplectic Indecency Syndrome..." She then muttered, a hint of a blush on her face.

Suiren wordlessly started scribbling notes in a notebook she pulled out from her cleavage upon hearing those words before looking back up at the blonde and the redhead. "...Are you two Nemesis-san's siblings?" She then suddenly asked with interest.

"Something like that." Yami vaguely replied. "Yami...Kurosaki." She soon introduced herself, though hesitated when saying her last name.

"Mea Kurosaki." The redhead replied. "I hope we can have many wonderful moments together." She added.

"Hai, it is nice to meet you two." Suiren responded with a nod.

Nemesis meanwhile smirked from within her current host. "Time to develop her to be like us." She thought to herself in amusement, blocking out the other girl from hearing her.

"I would really like some privacy now, so get out now please." Suiren sighed out. "Hai, hai, Sui-chan." She then responded as a dark aura surrounded her.

"That's a rare thing to get Neme-chan to back down." The redhead pointed out.

Yami meanwhile narrowed her eyes to this response, knowing it was too easy and that the tan skinned girl was up to something.

"In any case, welcome to our dorm room." Nemesis greeted as she rematerialised in nothing but a see-through black negligee that showcased everything.

"I simultaneously feel a lot better and completely violated." Suiren muttered as she reverted to her normal skin, hair and eye color. "Ah, but I need to jot down the experience." She then got out as she started writing things down in the same sketchbook she borrowed from her male friend.

Yami in turn raised an eyebrow to that. "You were...unfazed by the possession." She noted.

"I want to wring her neck for how she flaunted my body in public, but that would put a permanent stop on my research I've been making on her and her powers ever since she first showcased them to me." Suiren revealed.

"And yet you liked the feeling." Nemesis pointed out with a smirk. "Don't deny it, you actually did enjoy it. I felt it from you." She then added.

"Those were only natural physical reactions that a girl my age would experience over the course of a day." Suiren countered.

"Was Neme-chan making you feel ecchi?" Mea teasingly asked while poking the new arrival's boob.

"...Fine, I may have liked it." Suiren soon reluctantly sighed out the confession. "But, only in the name of unravelling all of your secrets as a Trans-Weapon in the name of science." She then clarified.

The blonde and the redhead's eyes soon widened upon hearing that. "She knows what we are?" Yami accused the dark-skinned girl with narrowed eyes.

"She did change my outfit into something else using her powers when we first met." Suiren recalled. "...Are you two capable of dark matter manipulation too?" She then questioned in anticipation with a starry look in her eyes.

"Nanomachines, Suiren-san..." Yami reluctantly answered.

"Hai, same for me. Not dark matter like Neme-chan." Mea added and explained.

"Fascinating..." Suiren breathed out in awe.

"How about you Sui-chan? Anything special with you?" The redhead then asked with curiosity.

"Hm...Since you were willing to share who and what you are with me, I will do the same: I am a shinobi in a sense." Suiren hesitantly revealed, summoning her book from her hand out of nowhere.

Immediately, the three Trans-Weapons blinked at the action.

"Shinobi?" Yami repeated, not knowing about the term entirely.

Mea somehow tilted her head slightly, as if she also heard the term for the first time as well.

"Shinobi walk the line between life and death. We serve whoever requires our abilities, and fight whoever we please. We are warriors, spies, hitmen, heroes, villains, but most importantly...tools." Suiren answered as she explained. "I can tell that you too are an assassin." She then pointed out while looking at the blonde.

Yami's eyes widened at that.

"Hey, hey. What do you use, Sui-chan?" Mea asked excitedly.

"This." Suiren replied as she willed her Grimoire to float in front of her along with her hand hovering over it as if she controlled it.

"An instant summoning." Yami noted.

"It floats?" Mea got out, seeing the floating book.

"Not all of us use the traditional armaments anymore." Suiren explained as she gently ran the palm of her hand down the chain spine, causing her fingers to be enveloped in a lavender and black colored aura from a brief second.

"Fascinating..." Yami confessed with interest.

Nemesis meanwhile looked extremely giddy to feeling the power from their new roommate.

"Heeeeh, so those kinds of people exist?" Mea asked in fascination.

"I could say the same to transforming weapons that are human-shaped and likely of extra-terrestrial origins given our current level of technology." Suiren pointed out and explained.

"Fair enough...~" The redhead playfully replied with a nod.

Nemesis meanwhile smirked as she watched their new roommate settle themselves in, the plan already forming in her mind.

She'd make a new Trans-Weapon and sister out of this girl yet.

Good thing she altered her file to be a first year like herself and her sisters. She just needed to do the nightly alterations to make her match them bodywise by her first day of classes in five days.

She'll be able to change her body freely afterwards whenever she goes to see this Yusuke-senpai fellow.

And she would just have to take care of that one little pest and the many, many booby traps within her new sister's soul.

Hehe, oh what fun this would be~!

She could use a better family than the uncle she saw in her memories.

(Harajuku, Gasoline Row)

BOING! BOING! BOING!

Miyabi and Yuki came out of Ladies Night with several inconspicuous bags in their hands. Despite the blushes on their faces, they looked quite satisfied.

And no, not that type of satisfaction as they walked the streets in their new clothes.

Miyabi was now wearing a black strapless dress that was split down the middle, tied together with small knots that showed she had ditched wearing a bra.

Meanwhile, Yuki was wearing a single piece white dress with an exposed back and an exposed cleavage that reached her belly button.

And both of them felt like all eyes were on them.

"I...I spent a lot more money than I thought." Yuki began to say.

"Yeah...we both did..." Miyabi awkwardly replied with a nod of agreement, feeling the same thing.

"Still, it was nice and what I picked up looked really comfortable. Even though this is not my usual style..." Yuki mumbled while looking down at her outfit. She looked like she was going out to an expensive restaurant or heading to a major movie premiere...or she was a prostitute. "Geh, this is dredging up some bad memories." She then thought to herself as the images of her former bullies drifted into her mind.

"Mmhm." The white haired woman hummed out with a nod. "You know what, it's kind of liberating." Miyabi admitted.

"Eh?" Yuki got out in surprise.

"I just walked into essentially a sex shop and bought shit in there! And I only feel kind of embarrassed!" Miyabi got out in an excited manner. "I wasn't afraid of what people would think of me as or what I'd look like. I just felt like...like I was doing something for myself!" She then added with a fist pump.

In her head, Nobunaga nodded in approval.

"Oh." Yuki responded as it dawned on her what she just did. "Yeah, you're right. We did buy something for ourselves. In a sex shop, nonetheless!" She then got out. Adding to this, she was completely underaged!

If Miki were to find out, she was going to flip...and more than likely take her to another one.

"Yeah!" Miyabi cheered, ignoring the strange and annoyed looks around her. "So what if I look like a pervert, no one else can tell me what to do! I am Miyabi Kurayami, and I think I look sexy!"

Yuki giggled at that. "Don't forget about me, though." She amusingly reminded.

"Oh yeah, you're sexy, too, Kiki-chan." Miyabi soon assured.

"This has been really weighing on you for a long time." Yuki remarked.

"Yeah. But...I'm working through it, day by day." Miyabi nodded as she grinned brightly. "I'll become the person I dream of being one day, I just have to keep at it." She then declared.

"And I'll support you the whole way through!" Yuki reassured in an encouraging manner.

"Thank you, Kiki-chan." The white haired woman got out in a grateful manner. "...Wait, did I just scream my name out loud earlier?" Miyabi soon asked in realization as she paled instantaneously.

"Huh?" Yuki got out in confusion before she felt a familiar rumbling. "What are they!? Moths!?" She exclaimed in shock.

"I HEARD HER NAME! WHERE IS SHE?!"

"SHE'S OVER THERE!"

"GET HER!"

"Save yourself!" Miyabi cried out as she pushed the blonde out of the way as the fangirls...ran past her and attacked some older gentleman with white hair.

"They're like vultures...! Vulture moths! With boobs and like rabid idol fans!" Yuki thought, staring in awe and horror as the man was reduced to nothing but a tearful, broken wreck before he tossed aside.

"...They still can't recognize me..." Miyabi breathed out, delighted at the prospect as a single tear ran down the side of her eye.

"SHE COULD BE DISGUISED!"

"SHE'S AMONG US!"

"START RIPPING CLOTHES OFF!"

"Uh oh." Miyabi then got out, grimacing as her fan club began to rip each other's clothes apart.

"...Your fans are horny dumbasses, Morgan-senpai." Yuki got out in a deadpan tone.

"They are, but...I should probably stop them from killing each other." Miyabi groaned while rubbing her forehead. "I don't want anyone dying over me, as much as I kinda want them to..." She then grumbled under her breath.

Yuki's eyes widened as she realized what her senpai was planning to do. "Morgan-senpai, you can't be..." She breathed out.

"I hate that I'm a good person now." Miyabi thought as she handed her shopping bags to her blonde companion. "Deliver it to Room 270 at the Shin Megami Apartment Complex...and pray for me." She requested as she began to walk towards the horde.

However, Yuki was having none of it as she held onto the white haired woman's arm, stopping her from moving forward. "Morgan-senpai, you can't!" She pleaded.

"I can!" Miyabi called out as she gave her kouhai a dead serious look. "I must. Everyone must one day sacrifice something they hold dear to protect what they love or for the greater good. It will happen...and for me, that day is today. Goodbye, Yuki-san. I will remember this day fondly despite this." She then insisted before pulling her arm away, too strong for the girl to stop her.

"M-Morgan-senpai..." Yuki whispered as tears welled up in her eyes. "No, senpai! Senpai! SENPAIIIIIII!" She then cried out dramatically as she could do nothing but watch the woman march to her death/loss of her virginity.

But as the white haired woman was about to surrender herself to the mob of horny and perverted fangirls...

"Hey! What are you girls doing over there?!" A police officer on patrol yelled over. "AND WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ALL NAKED!?" He soon exclaimed.

The horde of nude fangirls froze and turned their heads in a robotic-like manner as they looked at the police officer.

"SUS!"

"STRIP HIM!"

"Wh-What the-?!" The cop freaked as he saw the naked stampede of girls rushing towards his position. "O-Officers, this is Hashimoto! I need backup here in Haraju- GYAAAHHH!" He then panickingly yelled into the radio on his shoulder before screaming like a girl as the horde piled on him...and clothes were thrown to the sky.

Suddenly, the older woman lost her nerve as she watched as her ravenous fangirls turned the man into a naked flagpole in order to fly their banner...which was a NSFW dakimakura of a familiar white haired woman. "...Be a pair of asses and leave?" Miyabi suddenly suggested.

"Yep. Time to de-ass the area with the quickness." Yuki hastily responded as the two quickly left the area. "That is so going to the news on TV..." She then muttered.

"...Oh dear God, please no." Miyabi groaned while covering her face. She'd never be able to show herself at work again because those idiots had plastered her mugshot on all their merch.

"A PENIS! NOT MIYABI! FIND ANOTHER ONE!"

"MY HUNKY DREAMBOAT WHERE ARE YOU!?"

And that was the last thing they heard from the stampede of girls as the two made their increasingly hasty retreat as the sounds of many sirens, helicopter blades and screeching tires filled the evening air.

(Yongen-Jaya, Takemi's Clinic)

Akira had arrived at the clinic having spent some time around town, doing errands and even running into his many, many friends. It was a nice day so far, but it was all in service for this moment right now: picking up Haruka for their date.

"Alright, this is it. If everything goes well, it's one less thing to worry about in your complicated life." Akira muttered to himself as he entered the clinic. "Do your best, and you and Haruka will come out alright." He then thought, opening his mouth to greet the place like usual, until...

"AAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" A female voice raged out from the entrance door.

Akira grimaced. "H-Haruka, is everything alright in there?" He soon asked.

"I AM NOT ALRIGHT!" Haruka screamed, and it didn't seem like she was responding to him.

Akira sweatdropped.

"WHY DON'T YOU CELLS ATTACK!? I HAVE CREATED YOU TO KILL SO OTHERS MAY LIVE! WHY IS THIS TASK SO DIFFICULT FOR YOU, YOU MICROSCOPIC SON OF A ME!" Haruka's voice screamed in frustration. "GODDAMMIT! MOTHER! FUCKER!" She then swore in English, causing the room to rattle slightly.

SLAM! SMASH!

"That doesn't sound good." Akira thought in concern with a wince as he saw a small potted cactus fly out from the reception desk and hit the wall opposite the desk soon followed by a large filing cabinet.

CRASH!

The Leader stood frozen for a second before carefully making his way over to where the doctor-in-training was. "Hey, Haruka." Akira cautiously greeted as he noticed the buxom blonde doctor resting her head on her desk while incoherently rambling and growling in-between sobs.

Raising her head, her expression shifted from misery to her usual, seductive self despite her hair being in complete disarray and her face still flushed with anger with large bags under her eyes. "Oh hey, darling." Haruka greeted with a strained smile. "Sorry, just...a bit stressed from work." She then sighed out.

"That bad huh?" Akira assumed with a wince. "...I didn't come at a bad time, right?" He then added in concern.

"No, just hitting a slight roadblock." The doctor-in-training sighed out. "Ten years was too much of a generous estimate..." She then groaned, nearly giving into her urge to hit her head against something.

"Don't let it get to you." Akira comforted as he reached out and patted her shoulder. "You've only just started. There's still a long journey ahead of you." He then encouraged.

"Right..." Haruka breathed out. She needed those words after an entire day of working on her cure.

"Where's Takemi, by the way?" Akira decided to ask.

"Oh, she's asleep in the back." Haruka answered while gesturing behind her. "All the all-nighters we've been doing lately haven't been great for our health and mental wellness, so we take turns having naps." She then explained.

Akira sweatdropped once again. Apparently, Takemi was a heavy sleeper given the fact there wasn't duct tape and crazy glue over her apprentice's mouth. "You two are working way too hard on this." He then got out.

"I know, but...after meeting that innocent girl, who came all the way here for medicine for her sick grandfather...If I was working on this when I was in my first year, maybe I would've had something to buy time instead of giving her false hope." Haruka reminded while clenching her fists.

"Haruka..." Akira got out in a sorry tone.

"Plus...I may have been enchanted by her cuteness..." Haruka then confessed with a blush. "...I like cute things." She soon added.

"I like cute things too." Akira confessed. "Doesn't stop me from killing them though when they're trying to kill me." He mentally added, his mind going back to several incidents involving the Vice Leader and Jack Frosts.

"Princess!? Where!?" Jack Frost excitedly asked from within the Leader's head.

"Jack Frost, one more interruption and you're getting guillotined again. This time, I won't resummon you no matter how much Asuka and Yumi beg for it." Akira soon threatened. It wasn't serious (he spent way too much time and money on him), but he was getting tired of his Personas acting out of line. It was like they were part of someone else and not him...

"...I'll be good, ho." Jack Frost squeaked before hiding in the recesses of his mind.

"So, are you here for medicine, trials, or me?" Haruka asked with a seductive smirk.

"You actually." Akira answered.

"Well, let me go-" Haruka began before pausing. "Wait, what?" She then let out.

"Haruka? Our date?" Akira reminded with an amused smile.

"..." Suddenly, Haruka's form blurred and the next second, she looked completely cleaned up, as if she hadn't gone crazy earlier. "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have forgotten."

"Huh, must be really stressful for you to forget something like that." Akira in turn noted in concern. "You know, we can go and do something else. You look, well, looked pretty frazzled. We could just do one of those stay-at-home dates." He then offered.

"No, I spend enough time in your room. I want to do something different." Haruka insisted. "But it is tempting, though. That new bed...so much more comfier than that crate and mattress set up." She then admitted. The bed the clinic had wasn't exactly made for maximum comfort.

"Blame your leader for buying one for me." Akira jokingly yet gratefully replied.

"She doesn't buy me and my comrades beds. The last gift she gave me in particular was a knuckle sandwich..." Haruka pouted, as if she was denied a cookie she didn't deserve.

"That's...never mind." Akira began before stopping himself. He would rather not learn the logistics of that.

The blonde soon yawned and stretched her limbs. "Man, I really wanna work without clothes on..." Haruka suddenly admitted, causing the boy to stare at her weirdly. "If only Takemi-sensei will allow me." She then lamented.

"Yeah, good luck with that. Pretty sure that's unsanitary, and we don't want that outside of the numerous other dubious things going on here." Akira pointed out. "...Actually, being naked would be the least dubious thing that's gone on in here." He then remarked.

"Heh, tell me about it." Haruka giggled. "Anyway, what are we doing after I'm done with work?"

"You're still on the clock?" Akira got out in surprise before checking the time on his phone. "It's 5:30. You should've left half an hour ago." He then pointed out.

"Darling, I am a working woman, not a student. I cannot simply leave my post to go on a date." Haruka maturely stated. "Betraying Takemi-sensei's trust like that would be detrimental to my dreams." She then got out.

"...Yeah, you're right." Akira relented with a sigh. "We should wait for Takemi to wake up then. I'm willing to wait until you're off the clock." He then added.

"There's no need for that." A somehow-threatening female voice spoke up out of nowhere, getting their attention.

Akira and Haruka turned and saw Takemi walk out of the consultation room, sans her white coat.

"S-Sensei!" Haruka yelped, quickly scrambling to fix up the front desk. "How long have you been awake?" She then asked in a high pitched voice.

"Exhibitionist." Takemi simply replied, implying to her when she was already up and heard their conversation up until now.

"ACK!" Haruka choked, hitting her chest. "I-It was only a, um, erm..." She then tried to explain, but all that came from her mouth was a vomit of embarrassed noises.

"Haruka, you've been working here long enough for me to know you have more kinks than a garden hose. This is probably one of your tamer thoughts." Takemi casually informed.

Haruka swallowed. "B-But...I've been..." She tried to say, however...

"You talk in your sleep. And moan. A lot." Takemi revealed, very much enjoying the full-body blush she was giving her apprentice (ignoring Akira's stares of disbelief). "You know it's a sign of stress, maybe even post-traumatic stress disorder, right?" She then assumed.

"...That explains so much." Akira thought.

"I...I had no idea." Haruka awkwardly admitted with a hint of shame.

"Well, as your boss, friend, and a doctor, I order you to go have some fun with my guinea pig." Takemi replied and instructed, surprising the blonde. "Take some time off, you've earned it after all you've done." She then stated.

"Takemi-sensei..." Haruka breathed out. "Thank you." She then got out while bowing to her sensei.

"It's no problem. Just remember to come back by next Monday." Takemi giggled in amusement.

"So generous, Takemi." Akira couldn't help but comment. "Where was all this when I was fed experimental drugs?" He then asked.

"Because you haven't proven yourself back then." Takemi replied. "Now don't do anything stupid, okay?" She then advised the two.

"We won't." Haruka reassured.

"You will." Takemi couldn't help but think as she glanced over to the glasses-wearing boy, knowing that the blonde will do stupid. In more ways than one. She'd also been trying to do stupid (also in more ways than one) for months. "Now go. And try to have fun along the way. But not too much fun, got it?"

"Got it." Akira nodded.

"And if you guys can't help it anymore, make sure to buy condoms first. Or stick to non-penetrative intercourse and/or oral. Wash your mouths thoroughly if you do oral. As for the other end, I don't want to have to deal with anal bleeding and paper-thin excuses as to why my assistant and/or my guinea pig is injured there." Takemi casually added, causing both teens to blush.

"Why would Akira be...?" Haruka started to ask.

"I wouldn't put it past you to have that and use it on him." Takemi explained in a flat tone.

"..." The two simply stared at her while blushing. "...Right." Akira eventually replied.

"Do you mind waiting outside while I change and get my things?" Haruka soon asked.

"Sure, no problem." Akira responded before heading out the door.

Takemi and Haruka soon watched the boy leave the clinic...with the blonde blatantly staring at his ass. She always hated seeing him go, but she loved watching him leave.

(And, in a more romantic timeline, so did Takemi.)

Once the door shut, Takemi turned to her apprentice. "...So, he's finally given you a chance."

"Y-Yes." Haruka confirmed with a nod. "Sensei, have you dated before?"

"I've been around the block a few times. Nothing too serious though." Tae responded before a brief, wistful look. Those were fun times, especially that law chick, the party-hard newspaper gal and the student teacher from way back when. "To my shock, med school and hospitals aren't exactly great places to start stable relationships. Medical dramas made it look so common..." She then muttered with a sigh.

"Fiction often exaggerates reality, but maybe you were just unlucky." Haruka assumed.

"...You're scared, aren't you?" Takemi soon pointed out, seeing as her student hadn't moved from her spot yet.

"A little." Haruka admitted. "I know I shouldn't, we spend so much time together that this shouldn't be igniting my fight-or-flight response, but...right now, it just feels all too real." She then mumbled.

"Do you need a doctor's opinion on the matter?" Takemi soon offered.

"It...would help just a little." Haruka responded with a sigh.

"Haruka, the best advice I can give you is that you shouldn't try." Takemi advised her.

"Eh?" Haruka only got out, not understanding her response.

"Erm, I may have been too blunt. I mean you shouldn't be inauthentic." The doctor corrected in an apologetic manner. "Be yourself out there. Don't try to fit his preferences. If he does love you, it doesn't matter what differences there are between you two, because you're you. Just show him the good parts and it should turn out fine." She then advised.

Haruka silently nodded. That did sound like good advice. Thing was, though, what could she show Akira when she had already shown so much of herself already?

"...Not your breasts, ass, and vagina." Takemi suddenly deadpanned, snapping her apprentice out of her thoughts. "Save that for the bedroom, you perv. I don't want you getting arrested for public indecency." She then warned.

"I-I was not thinking about that sensei." Haruka insisted, although the blush on her face said otherwise. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go get dressed for my date."

"You need a little more makeup?" Takemi soon offered. "You look nice now but a few touch ups here and there can go a long way." She then advised.

"I don't need any. Be myself, right?" Haruka replied with a playful smile.

"Fine, have it your way." Takemi responded with a shrug. "You were already pretty without makeup, anyways."

"Thank you." Haruka replied as she swiftly headed into the back to change out of her work outfit.

Soon enough (as in ten seconds), Haruka had changed into something more appropriate for the upcoming winter weather. She was wearing a crimson red coat that she didn't put her arms through, leaving it on her shoulders. Underneath was a pink sweater, a white skirt with a black belt, and red leather boots that went up to her knees.

With that, she was ready to take on her hardest mission yet: winning the heart of Akira Kurusu.

"I'm off." Haruka stated as she stood up. "The next time you see me, I'll be a taken woman." She then added with a slight lopsided grin.

"Oh, one last thing." Takemi suddenly spoke.

"Hm?" Haruka hummed in confusion as her sensei leaned in close to her ear.

"Been there, done that. And more and then some." Takemi whispered, causing the blonde's eyes to widen. "Sometimes an empty clinic gives you way too much time on your hands. Just be sure you clean up afterwards."

Haruka stared at her, quite dumbfounded by that information. There...There was no way she would...

"Good luck, Haruka. You'll need it." Takemi stated with a smirk.

Haruka swallowed, shuddering as she imagined what sort of things Takemi does while she's away...and maybe thinking about buying extra disinfectant wipes.

Suddenly, Haruka had a newfound respect for her sensei.

(Shibuya, Ginza Line)

At the same time, Ryuji and Katsuragi were walking hand-in-hand, with the blonde dragging her luggage behind her and her boyfriend carrying her shopping bags.

"This is it." Ryuji breathed out as he looked over to the beautiful girl at his side. To be honest, the entire week felt like a dream that he didn't want to wake up from.

"This is it." Katsuragi got out to herself, thinking about her boyfriend beside him right now as they walked along.

"You sure you got everything?" Ryuji soon asked, glancing at her bags full of her stuff.

"Yep. Well, actually, I am leaving behind one thing." Katsuragi responded with a smirk.

"What is it?" Ryuji dimly asked...right before feeling something being placed into his hand.

His girlfriend's bra.

"...What?" The dyed blond could only say, now noticing the small bumps on his girlfriend's chest.

"I thought panties were cliche, so I'm giving you my bra." Katsuragi casually informed before pressing her bountiful chest against him. "These babies don't need 'em anyways." She then whispered.

Ryuji began to breathe a little heavier, feeling way too many wonderful things at the same time. "...I need to go home, Katsu-chan." He whimpered.

"Then why don't we head to a bathroom and take care of that problem together?" Katsuragi suggested as she began rubbing her hand on his thigh.

"U-Um, erm..." Ryuji began to stammer, feeling his resistance dwindle to nothing until...

"Kidding!" Katsuragi giggled as she backed off all of a sudden. "But I will overtake your right hand eventually, that's a promise. Let me go get you a drink." She then declared.

"Th-Thanks." Ryuji blushed as his girlfriend went off. He might also need a cold shower after this...and some tissues.

"I hope you like Oh! Shiruko." The busty blonde called out as she returned with a drink.

"Oh." Ryuji got out as he took the drink.

"That is indeed their slogan." Katsuragi giggled. "But, you know, if I stayed I could do a lot more." She soon suggested.

Ryuji frowned. "Katsu-chan."

"I really wanna be here with you, Ryu-kun." Katsuragi muttered as she pressed close to him. "You make me too happy to leave you alone."

"I know. I do too, but you have shit to do back home." Ryuji sighed as he pushed her away. "Just because I'm not too hot at school doesn't mean you should be too." He then pointed out.

"But it's so borrrrrrrriiiinnnnngg..." Katsuragi whined.

"Yeah, it is, but ya gotta be strong and get smart and shit." Ryuji however pointed out to her. "Wherever I'm going, it prolly won't need the biggest brain. But I want yours to be the size of your boobs." He then encouraged.

"...That has to be the most encouraging thing anyone has ever said to me to study." Katsuragi admitted, looking genuinely touched by his words. "Okay, I'll do my best...for you. But you had better do likewise, kay?" She then added and told him with a hand on her hip.

"Yeah. Would be...what's that word startin' with 'H' again?" Ryuji soon responded before grimacing, trying to remember the word. "Ah, I'll ask Makoto later." He then waved off.

"Nah, I think it's hot." The busty blonde stated with a grin. "I love a man who works hard for the ones they love." Katsuragi soon confessed.

"Well, I guess I gotta cram then. And maybe you can be my study partner." Ryuji suggested.

"Oh, I can definitely think of ways to encourage you." Katsuragi soon giggled, a little blood leaking out of her nose. "You know, for as long as I've known her, Ikaruga has been trying to get me to study more and yet here you are convincing me in, like, a week." She then remarked.

"Yeah, she does seem like the Makoto of your group." Ryuji jokingly noted. "Guess you're bringin' out shit in me." He then added, scratching the back of his head.

"Well, I want some of it in me." Katsuragi soon whispered in a seductive manner...before realizing what she just implied. "...I-I mean..." She then stammered as she began to sweat.

"I-I-I-I get what you're sayin'." Ryuji assured, coughing into his fist. "Maybe...around Christmas...if you want...?" He then offered, not really thinking about what he was saying.

"...Yes. A thousand times, yes!" Katsuragi replied in excitement as she hugged her boyfriend tightly, happily reaffirmed that she chose the right guy.

"WAIT FOR ME!" A familiar voice called out along with the rapid sounds of footsteps.

"Huh? Whoa!" Ryuji got out in confusion as he turned around...

TRIP!

...And ended up on the floor, with a very soft set of pillows mashing into his face. "MMPH!?"

"Oh~" Hyōki moaned a little before realizing what happened, instantly glowing red in the face when she realised her blouse had somehow unbuttoned itself and she was effectively smothering her crush with her bare boobs.

"You know, when I said I was up for sharing him, I'm not too keen about you sharing him with everyone else." Katsuragi remarked in amusement, having gotten out of the way thanks to her reflexes (even catching Ryuji's drink).

"Th-That was not on purpose, Kat! Moh!" Hyōki exclaimed as she scrambled off her crush before rapidly pulling her bra down and putting the buttons back up.

"Urgh...what was that?" Ryuji asked as he got his bearings.

"Oh, it was nothing special." Katsuragi assured while waving it off, causing the younger girl to smile gratefully at the blonde.

"I meant what hit me." Ryuji corrected, still sporting a slight blush on his face. "Ow, is this what getting hit by the isekai truck feels like?" He then thought as he rubbed his head.

"Ah. It was Hyōki." Katsuragi soon informed.

"H-Hi." Hyōki got out with a shy wave.

"Oh." Ryuji got out as he dusted himself off. "Man, you're fast. You do track?"

"No, I...I just take care of myself really well." Hyoki replied as she continued fixing up her outfit. "Plus, I was running late to see you and Kat."

"Daw, you came all the way here to see me off, pipsqueak?" Katsuragi got out in a teasing tone, soon rubbing the ravenette's head.

"M-Moh! Come on Kat!" Hyōki childishly got out with a pout, causing both blondes to snicker.

"Hey, enough teasing. We only got a few minutes 'fore Katsu-chan's train arrives." Ryuji however reminded her. "Anything you wanna say to Katsu-chan before she goes?" He soon asked.

"Kat." Hyōki began, facing the blonde.

"Yes, I'm Kat." Katsuragi replied with hands on her hips

"I...I just wanted to say that...I'm sorry." Hyōki barely managed to apologize.

"Eh?" The busty blonde got out, not expecting that from the ravenette.

"Hyō?" Ryuji said, just as worried.

"I'm sorry for feeling jealous and that...before I met you, you didn't deserve to be with Ryuji-kun." Hyōki suddenly confessed, surprising the blonde couple.

"You...felt that way?" Katsuragi responded, eyeing the golden-eyed ravenette in slight concern.

Hyōki nodded sadly. "Mm-hm. But I shouldn't have. I should've gotten to know you first, but now I know that he's in good hands. I made it up in my head that you could be doing something and that...I would have to save him. But I was wrong. You're amazing." She replied and explained before soon confessing.

"N-Not that amazing." Katsuragi murmured with a blush.

"Don't sell yourself short." The ravenette giggled in a teasing manner. "You might be really perverted and really, really like harassing girls and their chests," Hyōki started, unconsciously lifting her own bust. "But I'm really glad you're Ryuji-kun's girlfriend. I hope you stay together forever."

Katsuragi smiled. "...I hope we all stay together."

"Yeah!" Ryuji replied in agreement. "Oh, uh, I hope you won't feel like a third leg." He then added.

"It's third wheel, Ryu-kun. A third leg is what you have, hehehehe~." Katsuragi corrected with a perverted giggle.

"What?" Ryuji got out in confusion while the ravenette instinctively blushed.

"But, I don't want you two just doing nothing while I'm back home. Here, a little something from me to you two." Katsuragi revealed as she produced a couple of flyers from her cleavage.

Ramen Saburou!

A rich, pork broth soup! Hardened, thin noodles! Fried rice roasted with flour rice! Gooey soft-boiled eggs!

Have a taste of Ramen Saburou - so popular, it's almost a religion!

Free Toppings:

"Leaves" (Veggies)

"Gari" (Garlic)

"Oil" (Upper Roast Pork)

"So-So" (Soy Sauce)

(Shout out the code words so we know you're a regular!)

Now serving take-out Pot Saburou! (Please bring your own large pot.)

"For real? You shouldn't have!" Ryuji and Hyōki got out at the same time.

"It's my favorite ramen place over at the Sensōji shopping district. Hope you like it." Katsuragi informed the duo. "Also a great place for all sorts of needs. Even those." She added with a flirty wink.

"Shouldn't we be the ones giving you a going-away gift?" Hyōki soon pointed out.

"Meh, don't care too much about it." Katsuragi admitted with a shrug. "I just wanted to make sure you two are having fun without me." She then stated.

"Thanks, Katsu-chan. We'll be sure to do just that." Ryuji replied in an appreciative tone as they pocketed the flyers. "Oh, uh, but not too much fun." He then added with a sheepish chuckle.

"Oh, don't say that. Have all the fun you want~" Katsuragi assured with a grin when she saw Hyōki pouting.

"...I guess we can go bowling too." Ryuji soon got out with a shrug. "We'll see ya later. I love you." He then said with a sweet smile.

"I love you too, Ryu-kun." Katsuragi replied as she hugged her boyfriend and kissed him on the lips.

Hyōki flinched, her hand clenching for a second before she let out a breath. "No, don't feel this way. You will get to do the same some day, it just has to be the right time." She thought with a determined expression in her eyes.

"And let's not forget Hyōki-chan here." Katsuragi spoke as she hugged the ravenette. "I'll be waiting, okay?" She quietly got out while patting the younger girl on the back.

"...No shotgun weddings, okay?" Hyōki suddenly whispered her request to the blonde.

"Don't worry Hyō. I'll be patient for you." Katsuragi whispered back.

"Hai. We'll make our threesome work." The ravenette replied.

"Threesome, huh..." The blonde quietly hummed out. "Heh, why not?" She added with a slight grin.

"I-I didn't mean it like that." Hyōki stammered out. "Though..." She hesitantly added.

"Fight hard, Hyō-chan." Katsuragi soon whispered in an encouraging manner. "We'll figure it out. Hey, feel free to text me if ya want." She concluded while giving the younger girl's boobs a squeeze.

"Moh, two can do that." Hyōki giggled out as she started groping the blonde in retaliation.

SQUISH! BOING!

"Hey, I'd hate to get between you two when you're enjoyin' this." Ryuji pointed out. "But..." He then started, though trailed off at the sight.

"Ah, right. Sorry. Got too carried away." Katsuragi replied sheepishly. "Anyway, hope you two stay safe." She added as she embraced the two, making sure to slide her hands down their pants to grope both of their butts directly.

[Train approaching. Please stand behind the yellow line]

"See ya soon!" Ryuji replied with a wave, though still remembering his butt being groped by the blonde.

"Hai. I hope you come back soon." Hyōki added as she realized that the busty blonde had given her her blue and white striped panties by slipping them into her pocket while she was groping the ravenette's backside. "...She's good." She offhandedly thought to herself.

The blonde gave a quick wave as she hoisted her bag over her shoulder as she turned to leave, giving the two a brief flash of her bare bottom.

As the dyed blond and the ravenette watched the blonde leave for her train, the ravenette soon blushed as she felt the boy take her hand into his own.

"!" Hyōki squeaked out before immediately relaxing.

"So uh...wanna get some dinner, Hyō-chan?" Ryuji soon asked.

"Actually, um, I'm not hungry right now." The ravenette confessed. "But I might work up an appetite if we do something else." She then added.

"Huh? Uh, sure. Whaddya wanna do?" Ryuji replied and asked.

"Maybe...the gym?" Hyōki meekly suggested.

"How about a movie instead? You're lookin' a little pale." Ryuji then got out. "You sure ya not pushin' yourself too hard?" He then noted in worry.

"I'm not, but I'll take you up on that offer." The ravenette replied. "Ugh, why is it flaring up now?" She mentally cursed. "I'll let you choose, Ryuji-kun." She then suggested.

The dyed blond pulled out his phone and started checking the listings. "Let's see... How does Red-Haired Pirate Annie sound to ya?" Ryuji asked.

"Hm. Sounds interesting." The ravenette hummed out. "We'd better hurry if we're going to get to the screening though."

The couple started walking towards their destination hand-in-hand...

Though...

There was still the pressing issue regarding the plan that the two girls had cooked up.

"Although me and Kat are okay with it, how do I convince Ryuji-kun without seeming too desperate...?" The ravenette thought to herself. "How do I even bring it up in the first place? Moooh...why is love so complicated!?"

Meanwhile, Ryuji had a pep in his step. "Man, things couldn't have gone better with Katsu-chan and Hyō. They're practically best friends already!" He thought with a smile. However, he then remembered something. "But...there's still her crush on me and I'm not sure meetin' my girlfriend did anything. I gotta deal with that before someone gets hurt. I love 'em both, no way I'm gonna let this shit ruin it."

"This is the perfect opportunity to tell him/her." The two eventually thought before turning to each other. "I have to tell you something." They soon confessed at the same time before looking at one another and blinked. "What?" They then got out, surprising and confusing each other.

"Um...I just wanted to..." Ryuji began, only to realize he couldn't remember what words he wanted to say and the correct order of them. "Shit...she just had to be so cute now that I look at her..." He thought to himself.

Hyōki was in the same boat, having trouble even forming intelligible words with her mouth hole. "Erm, uh, I...I just..." She awkwardly started before also forgetting what she was trying to say.

This went on for an uncomfortably long time until they both decided on the best course of action: give up. "...What snack do ya want?" The dyed blond sighed.

"Uh...Ph-Phantom Wafers." Hyōki vaguely mumbled. With a shrug, two idiots shifted their gazes away, focusing on other things that wouldn't worsen their embarrassment, such as the dog pooping into their owner's gloved hand and Ann and Makoto staring dumbfounded at them.

And with that, the rest of the walk to the theater was in silence. "This is going to be harder than I thought." They both mentally groaned.

(Yongen-Jaya, Movie Theatre)

To say Haruka was nervous...was an understatement.

How could she not be? She was finally on a real date with her crush, with her love life in the balance. If she messed up, it could cost her losing Akira forever.

Sure, back at Hebijo, some might have called her a bitch or a slut (and they would be right), but she had changed since coming to Tokyo...since meeting the boy she truly fell in love with. He was her soulmate, her one true love, someone who helped her realize there was more to life than what she used to do.

Setting her down a better path she never thought possible before.

And now her life, her destiny, her future...it all hinged on a good date.

"So...I have to be a good girl this time." Haruka mentally concluded. "You might have darling in various states of undress in your mind, and you have changed panties much more frequently than you'd like to admit, but for the next few hours, you are going to be as pure as the driven snow! You have this, Haruka Toyoguchi!" She mentally encouraged herself with determination.

"You can do this, Haruka-oneesama! I believe in you...as long as you can share him with me!" Imaginary Murasaki cheered.

"I will kill you if you have a wedding any more expensive than 500 yen." Imaginary Yomi threatened.

"Even though I haven't experienced love yet despite a better understanding of my emotions, you got him them, gurl." Imaginary Hikage encouraged with a thumbs-up.

"Arf arf!" Imaginary Poochie barked out.

"Don't forget about me! I like being your pet!" Imaginary Mirai cried in a pleading tone, dressing up like a cat for very obvious reasons.

"Haruka, I'm glad you're no longer an idiot because of this guy. Go get him, you former psycho." Imaginary Homura spoke up, giving her teammate a pat on the boobs. "And on the off chance that I've been dating him since I arrived in Tokyo and won't try to kill you over convincing him to cheat on me, I'll totally let you be on top."

"Pu...re..." Haruka slowly got out, her eyes dulling for a moment as she took in a deep, calming and soothing breath. "Yes. Thank you everyone." She calmly got out in grateful reassurance.

"Uh, Haruka?" A familiar voice spoke up from behind.

"AH!" Haruka yelped.

"I talk to myself too, but I was only gone for two minutes." Akira reminded. As for why he was gone, he was chasing down a bill that flew out of an elderly woman's hand and down the street. "Were you muttering to yourself about work or something?"

"U-Uh...y-yes." Haruka lied. It'd be more embarrassing to admit she was talking to imaginary friends. "I'm sorry, I should be focusing on our date, not work." She then apologized.

"It's fine. Really." Akira quickly assured. "Actually, if you managed to figure out something, you better write that down. You can use my journal if you need paper." He soon offered as he reached into his back pocket.

"Oh uh, thank you, darling." Haruka replied as she watched her crush take some paper out.

"...Are you ok?" Akira suddenly asked, leaning in closer to the girl. "You didn't overwork yourself and got a fever, did you?" He then added in concern while placing a hand on her forehead.

Haruka's blush flared up for a moment from the sudden contact, but quickly pushed it down. "No, I'm not sick. Just...talking to myself makes me calmer, is all."

"Hm, I get that." Akira nodded.

"I'm...trying to be what I want to be for this date. The perfect girl." Haruka soon confessed.

Akira shook his head at that. "Nobody's perfect, Haruka." He then pointed out. "You don't need to force yourself to do that."

"But...then you wouldn't like me enough to-" Haruka mumbled, however...

"If I didn't like you in the first place, this whole date wouldn't be happening." Akira interrupted as he put a finger on her lips. "You're not my friend because you're perfect, it's because you're Haruka, and Haruka is fun to be around." He then stated with a smile.

Haruka's eyes widened before slapping her cheeks. "Right. I forgot, he'll like you regardless." She thought, reminding herself of her sensei's advice. "Ahem. Well then, I can definitely show you a good time, darling, if you let me." She then got out in a playful manner.

"That's why we're here." Akira reminded as he gave the blonde an up-down. "I didn't say this earlier, but you look pretty today." He soon couldn't help but compliment.

"And I'm not every day?" Haruka retorted with a slight pout before blushing.

Akira playfully rolled his eyes. "Prettier. Now let's get inside."

"I heard the Phantom Thieves saved this place from closing down a few months ago from some land speculator." Haruka suddenly recalled. "I suppose I should thank them for saving such a perfectly quaint theater from shutting down."

"The Phantom Thieves. Bringers of Justice, Saviors of the Weak, Film Aficionados." Akira joked.

"Well, given their theatrics, I would be surprised if they're not into such things." Haruka assumed, remembering the times the Phantom Thieves have spread their attention to the Tokyo crowd. "They've really done a lot in just under a year, haven't they?" She then added.

"Yeah." Akira nodded. "Can't wait to see what they do next."

"Has Okumura confessed yet?" Haruka decided to ask, sounding a bit eager about it.

"Nope." Akira shook his head.

"Well, would you watch his confession with me?" Haruka then proposed. "It would be a nice second da‐" She then began.

"Ah, ah, ah." Akira cut her off. "Don't expect anything just yet. We haven't even started our first one." He then reminded her.

"Right. Then let us begin." Haruka replied with a nod.

"After you, my lady." Akira stated as he gestured to her to go ahead first.

"Why, thank you, darling." Haruka replied with a chuckle as she went on ahead first, with the young man following her in tow. Once they were inside the theater, they headed over to the ticket counter.

"I'd like two tickets for Back to the Ninja, please." Akira requested.

However, the ticket clerk winced. "Oh, my apologies but it just sold out." She informed in an apologetic tone.

"Sold out!?" Akira and Haruka exclaimed in disbelief.

"I just gave the last two tickets to those two." The clerk then got out as she pointed over to her most recent customers.

"Huh?" Akira and Haruka got out before they looked over and saw two very familiar people walking to their movie. "Huh, that's a new look..." They both muttered to each other when they saw the white-haired woman and her new hairstyle.

"You really made me come all the way here, just to watch a stupid ninja movie." Miyabi groaned.

"Hey, it's a cinematic masterpiece. I've seen it three times already." Futaba cheered while struggling to carry her giant bag of kettlecorn.

"Wha- you already watched it!?" Miyabi called out.

"With Akira." Futaba replied, shrugging while popping some of her snack into her mouth. "Says the movie makes him more intelligent." She then added.

"...Well, if I'm gonna be rebuilding my school, I might need to know how to do it..." Miyabi muttered as they disappeared around a corner.

Haruka's eye twitched while Akira awkwardly chuckled. That was an odd coincidence.

"Again, I'm sorry, but there are plenty of other movies available to watch." The clerk apologized once more, bowing to the teenagers.

"It's fine. We'll still buy a ticket here." Akira soon assured before turning to his date. "Haruka? I'm fine with anything. What do you wanna see?" He then stated and asked.

"Oh, hmmm..." Haruka hummed as she looked at the available list of movies starting soon.

Now Playing:

Red-Haired Pirate Annie

Shin Gorilla

Forest Soccer

Keit-Ai

"You need to think strategically, Haruka." The busty blonde thought as she narrowed her eyes. "I can get a rough idea of what the movie may be like by the posters I can see, and I must use that information in conjunction with Akira's preferences so I can create the right mood and feeling to increase his propinquity with me." She mentally got out as she calculated the right movie to choose from the list and ran through scenario after scenario in her head.

Suddenly, she remembered her sensei's advice again. "Be myself. Don't force it, just show how much you care about him and how you'll make him happy." Haruka mentally reminded herself before settling on the most attractive movie.

Meanwhile, Akira and the clerk stared at the blonde, wondering why she went so silent and serious. "...Haruka?" Akira began calling her out.

"Keit-Ai!" Haruka suddenly got out, freaking out the two. "I...I wish to see Keit-Ai." She then informed in a less aggressive tone.

"Okay, two tickets for Keit-Ai..." The clerk muttered as she handed over the tickets. "It's to your left, third door. Starting in 30 minutes." She then informed.

"Thank you. Have a good day." Akira replied as they headed off.

"I'm going to freshen up. Do you mind getting some food for us?" Haruka soon requested.

"I already went to the bathroom before I picked you up, so I don't mind." Akira soon assured before pushing her towards the ladies' room.

"Great. I'll meet you by the door." Haruka responded.

"Got it." Akira nodded before he headed out to grab food for them.

The couple met back up about five minutes before the movie started, and quickly got to their seats just as the opening began to play with their food and drinks in hand.

However, eventually, they almost forgot to consume any of it as they were completely enthralled by the movie.

"Didn't I confess to you yesterday? Why did you act like I never did at school?"

"Me!? You totally blew me off! We were supposed to meet by Bachiko!"

"B-Bachiko? Don't you mean the Hachiko statue?"

It was about a boy and girl from different dimensions crushing on their alternate version of each other. Using their phones, which were connected somehow between their realities, they work together to win the hearts of their crushes by telling private secrets to use to their advantage, unaware that they're falling in love with each other along the way.

"It's a sort of tragic love story." Akira thought, feeling himself tear up a bit.

"Come on...please allow them to hop dimensions! I can't bear the thought they'll never be together!" Haruka quietly sobbed.

Akira and Haruka soon reached for their drink, only to accidentally touch each other's hands. There was a jolt of surprise and a light dusting to their cheeks, but they silently decided to intertwine their fingers together.

This...was a nice experience.

Akira and Haruka didn't leave the theater until the credits finished.

"That was so good!" Haruka exclaimed, unable to stop herself from grinning. "I was setting myself up to see a bittersweet ending at best, but it all turned out for the best brilliantly."

"It didn't feel like a cop-out either." Akira noted in relief. "You seemed to really enjoy it too." He then added.

"It was amazing!" Haruka giggled as she cuddled up to the boy's arm. "I have to get myself a physical copy when it comes out." She then added.

"Yeah, me too." Akira agreed.

Grrr...

"Hungry?" Akira assumed as the blonde blushed by how loud her stomach growling was.

"Hai." Haruka replied. Apparently popcorn and soda wasn't enough to satisfy her stomach. That, or she forgot to eat today.

"Perfect. Come on, let's head to Shibuya to eat." Akira got out as he led Haruka towards the exit.

"Eh? Not somewhere closer?" Haruka questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"It's a surprise. Now, let's get going." Akira vaguely replied, taking the girl's hand. "Trust me." He then requested with a charming smirk.

GLEAM!

Dammit, that smile made her fall in love with him all over again.

"H-Hai..." Haruka meekly stammered out, blushing pink.

Akira meanwhile blinked to that response. "...Cute." He couldn't help but think.

"Cute." All of his Personas also got out in unison save for Jack Frost and Mermaid.

(Motoasakusa, Hakuō University)

"And that concludes the tour." Kochō concluded. "So, Homura-san, what do you think of Hakuō University?" She then added.

"... Well, it's nice." Homura confessed, adjusting her hair that was now that it was a long and thick French braid tied with white string and flowers. She really liked how her hair looked this time. "I don't really have much to compare it to though. Like, it's pretty modern and the clubs are pretty diverse. I think the best part about the place is the location. Not only because it's close to Asakusa, there are tons of shops I can visit when I have the chance." She then added as she adjusted the familiar white uniform of the school she was touring that was gifted to her by her senpai.

...What? It was a nice uniform.

"Anything you don't like?" Kisaragi meanwhile questioned in a curious manner.

"Well, uh, do they really need to display so many nude paintings in the hallways?" Homura got out with a blush. There weren't just women being depicted, but men too and they... uh... they really exposed everything.

"It's only in the art department, and it's not any different from the other pieces on display." Kisaragi casually informed her.

"But we can get why you would feel uncomfortable." Chihaya confessed. "Although, from what I hear, you won't have to step foot in that part of the school if you don't have any classes there." She then added.

"You don't need to worry, Homu-neechan." Ranmaru replied in reassurance as she held the tan skinned girl's hand while holding her teddy bear in her other hand.

"Hey, only my sister can call me that." Homura however reminded her.

"Aw~" Ranmaru got out in disappointment. "But you were nice to me the entire time like a big sister is." She then pointed out.

"It's just common human decency." Homura replied. "Not everyone practices that unfortunately." She then added in a flat tone.

"Booo..." Ranmaru got out, pouting.

"Still, I...actually don't really mind the nude paintings." Homura however admitted. "It's just the unnecessary thoughts and imaginations that might provoke from it for an innocent-looking person...that's the one I'm a bit concerned about."

"...I see your point." Chihaya stated in agreement along with a slight blush. "They do give our student body here some... unnecessary feelings. Or urges."

"However, the students here are adults and they should be mature enough not to gawk at nude paintings in the middle of a hallway." Kisaragi pointed out. "It's not like there's zetabytes of porn on the internet that are freely available." She then casually added.

"That's reassuring." Homura breathed out in relief. "Still, the inevitability is present, so... it's best to keep oneself in check." She then stated.

"You're completely right with that one, Homura-san." Kanzaki replied in agreement. "Self-control is most important for people with good behavior." She then stated.

"Which isn't as common as it should be these days." Homura muttered under her breath.

"Hey! Check this out!"

CRASH!

"I'm okay! The bench broke my fall!"

"Hm, maybe the school should've hired an actual parkour instructor for their club..." Chihaya remarked as they saw a student eat shit.

"I forgot that university is also the prime opportunity to party and goof off massively." Homura got out.

"...I would have to be sure not to do anything stupid when I attend university." Homura and Kisaragi soon decide at the same time.

"It's part of the experience." Kochō responded, forcing out a smile. "University allows much more freedom than someone fresh out of high school is used to. It's the final phase of your transition into adulthood. And some people...don't exactly use that freedom well."

"I can see that." Ranmaru deadpanned as she watched the idiot be hauled off to the nearest infirmary.

"Maybe they should start making everyone use uniforms like what we're wearing right now." Homura remarked.

"Broke college kids won't be too happy about that." Chihaya pointed out. "We're simply in these clothes so that you'd identify Kochō and our committee."

"I guess that's also why you gifted me this. I have to admit, the uniform is pretty nice, to say the least." Homura admitted, patting the uniform she was wearing.

"It was pretty interesting seeing you in one of our uniforms." Chihaya confessed in amusement.

That in turn caused Homura to blush a little as she thought back to it.

(Rewind)

"Ohohoho~ I knew you would look magnificent, Queen of Shujin Academy!" Kochō praised in approval.

"Ohohoho~ How right you were! Thank you for the praise, Queen of Hakuō Academy!" Homura responded.

(Fast Forward)

...Honestly, she thought that particular flashback would be longer.

"It is a very comfortable uniform." Homura confessed while adjusting the skirt. "I might wear it as casual clothes."

"That it is, hehe." Ranmaru replied in agreement along with a giggle.

"So, are you set on attending Hakuō University when you graduate?" Kanzaki eventually asked.

"Well it will definitely be at the top of my list." Homura confessed with a smile. "But I have to check out other universities first." She then however added instead.

"Of course. A wise decision, my fellow queen." Kochō replied and praised in approval.

"... You know, you don't have to hide your feelings from me." Homura had to say to her. "I can tell you're disappointed that I'm not automatically taking you up on your offer."

Kochō blushed. "Am I that easy to read?"

"No, I'm just good at this kind of thing." Homura responded with a shrug.

"Fine, I am a little sad that you're even considering other options." Kochō confessed, allowing herself to look a little sad.

"I didn't say no though." Homura pointed out. "I just feel it is a good idea to have back up options." She then explained.

"But it's not a one hundred percent guarantee you'll come here." Kochō pouted. "I've never met someone like you before and... I'm afraid if you go anywhere else that we'll drift away. I don't want that."

"... That's pretty selfish of you, senpai." Homura remarked.

"I know..." Kochō shamefully confessed. "Why am I even thinking like this? You won't even go to uni until the year after." She soon questioned and reminded.

"It is probably as Chihaya-san said, we are on the same wavelength with similar mindsets." Homura assumed as she took her friend's hands into her own. "So, I can understand your feelings. I can understand that you want to be selfish. And that's okay." She then confessed.

"You really think so?" Kochō got out.

"If you keep giving, you'll have nothing else to give eventually." Homura responded with a smile. "And no matter what, we'll always be BQFFs."

"BQFFs?" Kochō repeated in a curious manner.

"Best Queenly Friends Forever." Homura explained with a smile.

Kochō couldn't help but giggle. "I think there's a better title you can give us." She managed to get out, causing the tan skinned girl to blush in embarrassment. "We don't have to be queens to be friends after all. We can just be... royal." She then concluded.

"... Yeah, I can get behind that." Homura stated in agreement along with a smile and a nod. "Royal, loyal friends." She then added.

"Yes." Kochō responded with a nod and a bright smile. "In any case Homura-san, would you care to join us for dinner?" She then asked with a smirk.

"Oh, I would be delighted." Homura replied with a smirk of her own.

"OHOHOHO~!" The duo soon laughed out in satisfied manners, completely in sync with one another.

"Who the hell laughs like that in public?"

"They're probably practising for the Ren Fair or something."

"A bit of hair dye and the pale one could do cosplay..."

"As Luviagelita or Karin, right?"

"Pfft. Rich people."

Homura's eye twitched. "I think I'm starting to understand Ichiko-san a little better." She muttered under her breath. Who knew only a few months ago this laugh was annoying and fake to her. Although, maybe it was because it was Ichiko who was doing it...

"Ignore them. They do not know that we are above such sayings to be bothered by them. Now, let's go get some Korean BBQ." Kochō stated before they headed off, happily enjoying the rest of the day together.

(10/9, Evening)

(Shibuya, Restaurant)

Haruka let out a dreamy sigh. Despite her hunger, she felt perfectly fine because the entire trip to Shibuya was spent holding onto him and being in his arms. They hadn't even let go of each other's hands since the theater.

"His hand is warm..." Haruka muttered as she walked with him through the streets, ignoring the various (envious) looks they were getting. "Even though we aren't really dating...it definitely feels like we are. I don't want this feeling to fade..." She then thought as she closed her eyes, focusing solely on his touch.

"And we're here." Akira announced as they arrived at their destination, causing his date to open her eyes once again to see where they had gone.

"Teddy Bear Onsen?" Haruka got out with an eyebrow raised.

"It's a hotpot place where the soup broth comes in the shape of these cute bears that melt in the heat. It's really nice. Makes for some great posts too." Akira explained.

"I don't use social media." Haruka stated. "But you've got my curiosity." She then admitted.

"Alright, let's head inside." Akira replied with a nod as he led the girl into the restaurant.

Soon enough, they met the person manning the front of the restaurant tonight. "Welcome. How may I serve you this evening?" She spoke, smiling at the couple.

"I have a reservation. Table for two. Akira Kurusu, 7:30 PM." The Leader replied, missing the very shocked look Haruka was giving him.

"Ah, it's right here. Allow me to guide you to your seats." The server politely got out.

Haruka meanwhile blinked to this as they headed to their table and sat down. "When did you make a reservation?" She whispered.

"This morning before I saw you." Akira answered. "Order anything you want. My treat."

"How generous." Haruka remarked. "Too generous. I don't really use a lot of money. I can pay for my own food." She then insisted.

"I have 7 million yen in my pocket right now." Akira casually revealed.

"PFFT!" Haruka couldn't stop herself from spraying out all the air in her lungs. "H=How and why!?" She then demanded.

"I save." Akira answered as he took a sip of his water.

"Darling...you keep surprising me at every turn." Haruka breathed out in awe and admiration.

"I have to keep one step ahead." Akira got out with a smirk before grabbing a menu. "Now, what the hell should I get...?" He muttered.

Haruka, however, wasn't feeling hungry anymore.

"Darling, no, Akira-kun. Be honest with me." Haruka suddenly spoke, surprising the boy. "Do you love me?" She then asked in a pleading manner.

"Of course I do." Akira answered without any hesitation.

"No. Not in the same way as you do your friends." Haruka shook her head. "It's been enough time, Akira-kun. We got to know each other quite well over the last few months, and my feelings have not changed in the slightest. You stole my heart and you are literally the first person I have ever truly fallen in love with." She then confessed with gratefulness in her voice.

"Haruka..."

"Akira-kun," Haruka got out, staring directly into his stormy gray eyes. "I'm done waiting. Please, give me your answer." She pleaded as she closed her own eyes, bracing herself for whatever may come. "Even if you do reject me...I will always love you, no matter what." She soon confessed.

Haruka, I like you.

Haruka, I love you.

This was it. There was no avoiding or delaying it. He had to answer Haruka's confession and make sure his feelings were heard clearly and concisely with no other interpretation.

After all this time, all the flirting and time spent together, was he in love with Haruka?

Akira swallowed. He made his decision.

Reaching over the table to hold her hand, he let out a breath...and confessed.

"Haruka, I...really, really like you." Akira began as the blonde gasped...but suddenly felt dread as she saw the pained look in his eyes. "But...I think we should see other people."

"W-What?" Haruka let out, unable to believe what she was hearing as she struggled to fight back tears.

"I thought that maybe it could work and it needed a little more time, but after everything, I still think of you as a very close friend and nothing more." Akira explained before letting out a sigh. "I'm really sorry for not saying this sooner and leading you on like this." He then apologized.

Haruka let out a sniffle before taking a deep breath. "N-No...It was selfish of me to continue forcing it despite your feelings in the vain hopes it would work." She got out in a calm manner, despite a tear or two escaping her eyes. "Of all the times I just snuck into your room with no consideration for what you felt as well as forcing you to accept lascivious pictures of myself..."

"Haruka. You're an amazing woman with a lot going for you: a brilliant mind and a sexy body and that is only the tip of the iceberg. We may not be going any further than friends, but you have my full support in your fight to kick cancer's ass."

"Thank you, Akira-kun." Haruka replied. "I'll make sure it wished it never evolved, and keep my promise to that girl."

There was a definite determined expression on the blonde's face now.

"Knowing how smart you are, I'm sure of it you'll kick it so hard it'll go further back than the start of the universe." Akira quipped as he chuckled.

"Heh. Thank you. I'll...respect your boundaries more from now on, Akira-kun." Haruka decided with a giggle. "...Can I at least-?" She then started.

"My room is always open." Akira interrupted, knowing what she was going to say. "Honestly, I would feel lonely without you coming." He then confessed.

CHU!

The blonde in response kissed his cheek, giggling a bit as she saw the blush on his surprised face. "Thank you, but I think I won't be coming as often as before because I should probably be spending more time at my apartment anyway and I worry about Tsumuji-chan..." Haruka explained. "As well as Mirai and the others if and when they get out." She then added.

Akira knew that it was likely because of what happened at Hebijo.

"It's fine. You take care of them first." Akira assured. "I still have Morgana after all." He then reminded.

"I still don't know how you manage to communicate with him, but he seems to keep you on the right track." Haruka mumbled.

"He is my self-control." Akira stated with a chuckle. "...Are you sure you're okay?" He then asked in concern.

"I'm...admittedly really upset, but sort of relieved at the same time." The doctor-in-training confessed with a giggle though her face was still a little puffy and red. "Still, thank you for tonight's events at least. I had a lot of fun even if it didn't go how I wanted it to..." She soon thanked the boy with a grateful look on her face. "I appreciate you being honest with me tonight." She concluded in a sincere manner.

"Make sure you help your friends when you can." Akira got out.

"I promise to." Haruka nodded. "May I ask you one thing?"

"Shoot." Akira replied.

"Are you okay with me being Murasaki-chan's wingwoman?" Haruka asked.

"Don't create work for Takemi if I turn her down as well. Promise?" Akira then requested half-jokingly.

"'Do No Harm', remember?" Haruka reminded him. No one will harm Akira while she is around, even if Murasaki decided to attack him instead. "Would you mind escorting me home?" She then asked.

"I would be happy to." Akira answered before turning around. "We'd like the bill please?" He then called out to a nearby server.

However, Haruka gave the boy an odd look. "Pfft, Akira-kun, we haven't ordered anything yet." She pointed out while giggling.

"Oh. Sorry. I'm a dumbass at times." Akira got out, chuckling awkwardly. "...So, uh...wanna get the meat and veggies platter with some tiramisu for dessert?" He then suggested.

"As long as we split the bill." Haruka responded with a smile.

Akira smiled back.

With that, the two friends spent the evening together, enjoying each other's company without the usual tension between them. It felt freeing in a way.

Like they could finally be truly honest and communicate properly.

He hated breaking hearts, but he hated lying to his friends more.

The two split the bill before Akira walked Haruka home...

(Fast Forward)

"And nothing else happened after we got to her front door." Akira breathed out, looking somewhat relieved. "We didn't see each other for a week due to her being busy with work as well as other stuff which I will explain when it comes up, but after a mature discussion, it was like nothing ever happened. Just with a lot less flirting and nudity. And, uh, that's it." He then revealed and concluded.

"...Y-You turned her down?" Sae got out in disbelief.

Akira looked confused. "Yeah? Didn't you just hear me?" He replied, slightly annoyed.

"How could you!?" Sae exclaimed as she slammed her fists on the metal table.

"Huh?" Akira got out as he perked up from the unusual reaction.

"I mean, this girl has been throwing herself at you since the day you've met her-"

"Through kidnapping." Akira chimed in. "As well as repeatedly breaking and entering my room."

"-And after all this time, while enjoying her company, getting naked with her, and letting her sleep with you-"

"Actually sleeping." Akira then pointed out, nudging his glasses. "It would be rude to force her onto the couch. And I'm not sleeping on it."

"-And at the end of it all, you just want to be friends!?" Sae yelled in frustration. "...Do you swing for the same team or no team at all? Is that it?" She then assumed.

The Leader however sweatdropped to that before sighing. "Sae, for one thing, just call me gay if you think that way. It's not an insult and I've been called worse by worse people. Also, why are you so interested in my relationships?" Akira questioned with narrowed eyes. "It's more than trying to get me to reveal who I'm acquainted with. It kinda sounds to me that you're enthralled by all my melodrama." He then remarked with a smirk.

Suddenly, Sae must've realized what she had just ranted about and soon blushed. "...I don't know what you mean."

"Fujoshi." Akira coughed.

"Quiet." Sae soon ordered.

"Hey, it's like what Becky tells me about how adults try to ship kids together." Akira got out. "Like, just...uh...um...last...week? No, month. I...I think it was a month..." He then mumbled to himself.

"I-It doesn't matter." Sae then insisted, her face extremely red by this point. "I am not...I mean, this is simply for the case. Your relationship status with your various acquaintances may be important."

"Really? Like how I-" Akira began with a shit-eating grin.

"Stop joking that you are dating my sister." Sae groaned. "...She's more likely getting it on with that busty tanned girl than you." She then added under her breath.

"What was that?" Akira spoke, wondering if he heard that right. "Well, I'm not judging them even if they were a couple." He then added.

"Nevermind. Continue." Sae tried to play off with a glare that told him to 'drop it or else'.

"You, and a lot of other people, need to understand that people of the opposite gender can be friends without being romantically involved. For example, we're friends, right?" Akira then pointed out.

"...I refuse to comment." Sae responded as she suspiciously averted her gaze.

"Ah, a classic lawyer response." Akira got out.

"Continue. Your story." Sae soon ordered with crossed arms. "Dumbass..." She then mumbled to herself.

The Leader just gave the prosecutor a wry smile before he went back to telling how the rest of his day went.

Of course, Akira might not be telling her the whole truth...

(Rewind)

(Restaurant)

This was it. There was no avoiding or delaying it. He had to answer Haruka's confession and make sure his feelings were heard clearly and concisely with no other interpretation.

After all this time, all the flirting and time spent together, was he in love with Haruka?

Akira swallowed. He made his decision.

Reaching over the table to hold her hand, he let out a breath...and confessed.

"Haruka...I...I love you." Akira confessed, causing the blonde to freeze. "It took me a while to really sort it out in my head, to understand that...this amazing girl is really in love with me. But now, I know what my heart wants. It's you." He soon stated.

Haruka heard her heart slam against her chest, the world around her fading away as she solely focused on her love.

This...this couldn't be happening right now. Despite everything, from the flirting to the skinship to today, she...she wasn't ready.

"...Eh?" Haruka squeaked out unconsciously, her mind still wondering if this was even happening in the first place not a sleep deprived hallucination.

Suddenly, the boy frowned, looking...frustrated? "No, dammit! I can do better than this." Akira cursed under his breath.

Haruka pinched herself. No, she was awake. She was here and her love was right in front of her, scowling as he tried to think of better words to say to her. "A-Akira..."

"Haruka, you're so smart and beautiful." Akira began once again, putting both of his hands on hers. "You're kind, you're generous, you're saving the world, dammit. You're an amazing person that anyone would fall in love with if they just got to know you. I just...I don't want anyone else to steal you away! It's selfish, I know, and you'd never do that, but I despise the very thought of it. I shouldn't have been lying to you for so long but I...it's my fault. I don't deserve you. I've done nothing to earn your love. I just...I wanna do more than a date and some food. I wanna take you out to some place where we can be alone together, ignore the world and just be with each other. I want to take you to Kyoto, or to Hawaii, to the US, Egypt, Australia, just anywhere in the world and make as many memories as we can. And then, when it's all said and done, I'd ask to be your boyfriend. I just...I wanna be the person that you love! I'm sorry that I don't see that person right now!"

Haruka's eyes soon widened as she saw tears running down the boy's cheeks. "Darling..."

"I...I'm just a loser who made a mistake and ruined his life." Akira then continued rambling, looking more and more frazzled with every word. "And despite all that...you're the one who chose me and-"

SMOOCH!

Only for the blonde to interrupt him by claiming his lips.

Explosions. Fireworks. Spice. Sparks.

Love.

That was everything he felt when Haruka finally laid her lips on his.

Eventually he closed his eyes, relaxing and losing himself into the kiss.

This...This really felt right. Like it was meant to be from the beginning.

As much as both parties wanted it to last, Akira's breath had been stolen away, causing him to pull back first, and even then it was hard not to get at it again.

"Whoa." The boy breathed out.

"Wow." Haruka replied. "You are not a loser. You're Akira Kurusu...and you're mine." She soon whispered.

"Haruka, I love you." Akira whispered back.

Haruka suddenly began to sniffle. "...Say it again."

"Hm?" The Leader hummed.

"Please say it again." Haruka all but pleaded.

"...I love you." Akira responded in a much firmer manner than before.

"I...I'm not dreaming." Haruka laughed while she cried. "T-This is real, isn't it." She then added.

"Hey, if you really wanna prove it's a dream, you could use your head to get me naked right now." Akira then suggested before pausing. "...Please don't actually do that if you can right now. It's reality!" He then called out.

"D-Darling...m-my darling Akira-kun..." Tears soon began running down the blonde's face as she hugged the man she loved.

"Haruka..." Akira breathed out.

"Finally." Haruka sobbed. "Finally...! My first real love...does love me back..."

"I'm sorry I let you wait so long." Akira apologized while rubbing her back.

"It's fine." Haruka giggled through her tears. "We have the rest of our lives to make up for lost time."

"...Yeah." Akira nodded with a smile.

Suddenly, they heard clapping and cheers from around them. After a brief look of confusion, they suddenly remembered that they weren't alone. Far from it, the restaurant was packed tonight and there were several people looking in from the windows.

"Ah crapbaskets..." The lovers muttered in realization as they slowly tried to hide from everyone by sinking below the table.

This...was embarrassing. And it was highly likely that they may need to live under the table for the rest of their lives.

At least they would be together.

"Oh great, just what I needed next to rant guy." Akira groaned.

"I don't know. Romance guy sounds like a much more appealing title." Haruka giggled. "...Can I...go to your room tonight?" She then requested with a blush.

"Are you kidding?" Akira got out in disbelief, wondering why she even asked in the first place. "You can move in with me if you want. You practically live there anyways." He then replied.

"I'm not sure though." Haruka however responded. "If I stay with you, we'd never leave the bed~" She then pointed out.

"Well...why don't we test that theory?" Akira suggested, causing Haruka to jolt in surprise. "I have a lot of stuff I need to work out."

"So this is what you're like when you free your desires." Haruka muttered in awe (and arousal).

"Oh come on Haruka. I think you should know by now," Akira got out as he leaned in close. "I'm still holding back. Wait until we're alone." He then whispered into her ear.

Haruka shivered. Oh no, he was going to ruin her.

"So, now that's all out of way, wanna head to Leblanc?" Akira soon asked.

Haruka began to blush and drool. "S-So tempting, but uhh...we haven't ordered anything yet."

"...Oh, right." Akira got out, realizing it now. "Got caught up in the moment. Let's eat first. No need to waste this opportunity." He then added and suggested.

Suddenly, they heard plates being put on the table above them. "What the...did someone take our table?" Haruka muttered as they got out from under their table.

When they probably sat back down, they saw what had happened. In front of them was an absolute platter of various foods and hotpot ingredients, laid out in a professionally pancy manner, complete with the centerpiece: A pair of tonkotsu broth bears hugging each other with a heart-shaped mushroom between them.

"What in the Teddiursa...?" Akira muttered before the blonde noticed that not only was the floor they were on empty, but a note was placed on their table.

"Please enjoy this wonderful Couple's Platter at a discounted price. I hope you have a long and happy relationship together. Sincerely, the Teddy Bear Onsen staff." Haruka read out loud. "Did you plan this?" She soon asked her boyfriend (yay, she got to say that now!), eyeing him suspiciously.

"I'll leave it to your imagination." Akira responded with a smirk.

"So no?" Haruka stated.

"Yeah, no." Akira immediately caved in.

"Well then," Haruka began as she started picking out the ingredients for her hotpot. "Shall we enjoy this wonderful meal given to us?" She soon suggested.

"We shall." Akira replied as he started piling on his own food (notably avoiding the ginger).

"Itadakimasu." His blonde girlfriend whispered before turning on the stove, causing the bears to start melting as she picked up a small clump of rice with her chopsticks. "Say ahh." Haruka then requested.

Nope, scratch that. She was already ruined for loving him.

And she couldn't be happier.

(Yongen-Jaya, Leblanc)

When Akira and Haruka made it back to the café, they found it already closed up and empty.

Not even Morgana was there. Probably doing his recon stuff or with Ryuji or Maki.

"We're alone." Akira got out as he shut the door and locked it behind them.

"Yes we are." Haruka confirmed.

"...So, um..." Akira began, suddenly looking a little nervous before letting out a breath, deciding to just let his mouth do the talking for him. "Wanna do it down here or upstairs?" He asked in a casual tone before slapping his hand over his mouth.

However, this only caused the blonde to giggle. "No. Not tonight." Haruka surprisingly responded.

Akira looked surprised. "Huh?"

"I don't want that right now. I just...I just want to feel your warmth tonight. Nothing more." Haruka insisted. "Besides, you have school tomorrow, and I want you all day long. I know, I know. Aren't I a wonderful girlfriend?"

"I guess I'll start preparing for that then." Akira muttered. "Your place or...?" He then started to ask.

"My place?" Haruka repeated, interrupting her boyfriend. "What? Do you wish for Tsumuji-chan to watch us? Or maybe film us? Or maybe even...join us?" She then amusingly and teasingly asked.

"What!? No, I just-" Akira stammered out.

"I'm just kidding." Haruka giggled, thoroughly enjoying his embarrassment. "I want you all to myself for a while. A very...long while." She then added as she licked her lips.

"I'll be happy to oblige." Akira replied in a flirtatious manner, placing his hands on her hips. "I have to make up for all that lost time." He then reminded.

"But I've been seeing you almost every day for months." Haruka pointed out as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Not like this." Akira replied as they both began to slow dance in the middle of the room. "I wanna do this right. Make you the happiest woman in existence." He then added.

"You already did that when you accepted my love." Haruka responded as she placed her head on his shoulder while pressing her body against him. "I don't need any more than this."

"Except time." Akira countered. "I made you wait too long." He then reminded in an apologetic tone.

"Akira-kun, stop that. I would've waited until the end of time. To me, you're actually early." Haruka confessed. "It just makes this moment all sweeter, right?" She then got out.

"Haruka..." Akira breathed out, still having a hint of guilt in his voice.

"Akira-kun, as much as I love you, I would not have accepted your confession if you felt like you were being forced into it." Haruka continued. "I was kind of acting pretty aggressive. If you lied to me...Well, I don't think it would've worked out in the end." She then added.

CHU!

Akira then kissed the blonde once more. "I would never lie about this." He calmly reassured. "I am madly in love with you now. I have no doubts about it." He confessed once more. "I am yours and you are mine." He then stated.

"...Well, you don't only have to be mine." Haruka however reminded.

"...Oh. Right." Akira soon remembered. "Are you really sure about...sharing me?" He then asked in a somewhat concerned tone.

"Well, it all depends on you. If you wish to be loyal to me, I will accept that." Haruka began. "Buuuuut...there are plenty of people I know who would love to be with you too." She then pointed out.

"...Like Murasaki-chan?" Akira assumed.

"Yes." Haruka confirmed with a nod. "She really looks up to you after you helped her. She deserves to get her share of happiness from you. Everyone deserves a happy ending."

"I...I don't know..." Akira mumbled. As much as he liked the girl, he hadn't spent a lot of time with her, at least in comparison with his many, many friends (some of whom may have feelings for him. And he was not a manwhore).

"At least think about it." Haruka requested as she leaned in...

CHU!

And softly kissed his lips. "Ok?" Haruka soon asked while fluttering her eyes to him.

"...Okay, I will." Akira replied. "But if I turn her down, you can't be mad at me." He then requested.

"I promise." Haruka assured. "Even if you decide to date other girls afterwards, I won't hold it against you. I will not, in any way, guilt you for your decision." She then added.

"Thank you." Akira replied as he then started rubbing her butt affectionately. "But for now, it's just the two of us." He then got out.

"Just the two of us." Haruka repeated.

"You and I..." Akira got out before his eyes drifted over to the clock. "...Should probably head to bed and sleep. It's getting late." He soon pointed out as he reflexively heard the not cat telling him to go to sleep in his head.

The blonde blinked. She hadn't realized so much time had passed. "O-Oh, right." Haruka replied. "I need to get back to check on Tsumuji-chan and make sure she's okay since I've left her alone for a few days, I may be staying at my apartment more often now anyway due to the situation with Yomi and the others. Don't be surprised if you find yourself with just Morgana when you wake up tomorrow." She then explained.

"Damn responsibilities." Akira cursed.

"That is true, but that doesn't mean," Haruka soon started as she pulled away from her new boyfriend. "I can't give you a show before we turn in for the night~" She seducingly and enticingly cooed out as she slowly started removing her top, revealing her lace pink bra.

BOING!

"And it's all for you A-ki-ra-kun~" Haruka seductively declared as she began strutting her way up the stairs, swinging her hips from side to side all the while.

...Oh yeah, Akira couldn't wait for next Sunday to come.

Save Game… Quit!

Asuka/Yin's Social Stats:

Leadership- Paragon (Level 5)

Knowledge- Sage (Level 5)

Proficiency- Transcendent (Level 5)

Diligence- Rock Solid (Level 5)

Courage- Heroic (Level 5)

Homura/Yang's Development Stats:

Maturity- Sagacious (Level 5)

Knowledge- Sage (Level 5)

Femininity- Onnarashii (Level 5)

Elegance- Yamato Nadeshiko (Level 5)

Understanding- Saintly (Level 5)

Whew! Done! And what a chapter! Haruka has finally gotten her love… maybe. Actually, to be honest, I was planning to make the relationship canon because of how integrated into the story Haruka has become, but Luna convinced me because it would take away from the other confessions and make any future ones more awkward. In hindsight, it was short-sighted. Anyways, next chapter is… Sports and Health Day!

And the day before Okumura's confession. The pin to the grenade primed to go off.

UknownHero signing off, my friends!