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Love Crests In Another World ~ RE_TABA

"So! Any idea when he will be back?"

"Why are you asking me, Sakura?"

"Because, Mu-chan, you took care of the documents here while Tokiko and Fuuma-chan were away."

"Look, that was before. As of now, I only help organizing the paperwork and keeping the rest of the Organization in line."

"Huh, so you don't know where they're at."

Young Sakura (Alt-Zero)had a bored look on her face, it madeYoung Murasaki (Alt-Zero)pout as if she was made to be the reason of the other girl's disappointment.

"Of course I know where they are! They're not on a mission right now. It was about a meeting with the local mafia boss in Tokyo Kingdom."

"Potential recruit?" Sakura suddenly had a hunch.

"Could be." Murasaki shared the same thought. "I heard the mafia boss is an Oni. Her name is Frances...or Francis, the latter seems to be more accurate."

Young Sakura wanted to whine.

"The group is growing and he needs more people to fill in the blank, I get it. But does it have to be another girl? What if he starts losing interest in us?!"

"Hardly the case, I don't think so. By the way..."

The two shared a glance, Murasaki (Alt-Zero) had a question for Sakura (Alt-Zero) as she stopped doing the deadlift weight and dropped the heavy barbell on the floor.

"You came rushing to me just to talk about this? Did something happen?"

Sakura scratched her cheek, looking around with nervous gaze. Once she confirmed there was no one else but Murasaki in the gym, she inhaled deeply.

Then, she lifted up her shirt, revealing toned smooth skin underneath, even her short pant was pulled down.

"S-Sakura?! What are you doing?! I'm not in the mood for joke?!" Murasaki flustered at the bold action.

"No, no! Not like that, Mu-chan! Just look!"

At Sakura's urgent voice, Murasaki turned her head to observe closely the thing the younger girl wanted her to see.

"?!" Murasaki's eyes went wide in shock. "W-What in the world?!"

"I know, right! This is a problem!"

Sakura pointed at the source of her dilemma. A little bit below the navel, a symbol had been engraved on her skin. It resembled a Magic Crest.

"Don't you think this mark is kinda lewd?!"

"That's what you concerned about?! How did you get it? Where did you go before this? Who casted it on you?!"

"I don't know. I found this when I woke up this morning!"

"You too, huh." Murasaki let out a heavy sigh.

"Why, Mu-chan? You know what's up with this thing?"

Murasaki didn't reply. Instead, she scanned her surrounding just like Sakura did from earlier, her face began to turn red. A thumb inserted to the edge of her sport pant, then stopped.

"Mu-chan?"

Sakura tilted her head in confusion, Murasaki was about to do something and decided to have a second thought.

"Come with me! This isn't the place for this."

She grabbed Sakura's hand and pulled the younger girl along to her private room.

"I have it too."

Sakura blinked twice. Her mouth slowly agaped in surprise when she saw the same lewd mark on Murasaki's body.

"Pffft! It looks so lewd on you too, Mu-chan!"

"That's not the point!"

To see someone as dignified as Murasaki to be targeted by the same Magic Crest, Sakura couldn't hold her laugh. As the giggle brought more embarrassment to Murasaki, she was already on the verge of pushing Sakura out of her room and shut the door.

Eventually, Sakura kept quiet by a bloodshot gaze. The two started reminiscing on the past events that led to this dilemma.

"You and I haven't been on mission for some days. This couldn't possibly be the work of someone outside the Organization." Murasaki said. "I suspect Lilim is pulling a prank on us."

"But she hasn't been around the base, for like, two weeks." Sakura thought about the possibility. "If she sneaked on us to pull this trick, we would have noticed immediately. Her movements were often sloppy. Do you think we should tell Mikoto about this?"

Murasaki pondered over Sakura's idea. Frankly, she had no idea the mad demonologist would do to their bodies, it was a scary thought to consider.

"Let's wait until Fuuma and Tokiko return. We should let them know first."

"O-Oka...~hhhgmgmm~...okay."

Sakura's voice suddenly became sultry, dragging her respond like she had no choice. Her knees stayed together, slightly trembling. Sakura rubbed the Love Crest as if she tried to calm down a certain desire as it shone.

"M...Mu-chan. When you saw this Crest, were you feeling weird by any chance?"

"...I...that's a strange question, Sakura?"

"You did."

"Y-Yeah...I felt...something." Murasaki stuttered.

"Right...It struck me, so bad I had to hold my voice while my hands went on vacation."

Murasaki got the implication. Whatever she'd felt in the morning, the same thing was hitting Sakura now. Her whole body turned hot by the lewd effect of the magic symbol.

"Mu-chan, can I use your bathroom? I don't...~hhmm~...think I have enough strength to run back to my room in time."

Seeing the red look on Sakura's face, it didn't take long for Murasaki to realize what was happening. The young girl needed to scratch her urge, real quick before things got complicated.

"Go ahead. Just don't splash the water everywhere."

"No promises!"

Sakura dashed straight into the bathroom and shut the door. The sound of the shower head running immediately muted any noise her lips would make after she tossed her clothes into the basket.

"Don't take too long in there, alright?"

"Yeeessssssn~." Euphoria already filled Young Sakura's reply, she didn't even try to resist her desire anymore and let loose.

Murasaki blushed from hearing the sensual voice, she decided to leave. Her mind refrained from recalling the embarrassment the Crest caused her. She just had to leave Sakura, who was busy stuck in her own world, and continued with her training in the gym.

So she thought...

"Guugghhh~!"

The Crest on her stomach shone. A huge rush of pleasure came through her, Murasaki lost her footing and wobbled, her side bumped against the wall. She couldn't feel her legs, her chest was heavy, as if the lewd magic distorted her senses, raising her focus on only the naughty thoughts.

"This is...ridiculous!" Murasaki couldn't endure it anymore. "Why is this happening while he's not home?!"

The burning lust was pulling her hands toward the damped spot behind the clothes.

"S-Sakura! Sakura, don't lock the door! I'm coming in!"

The showerhead now had another voice to mute. Still, it could hardly do anything when the skin-ship and lips-smashing attempts gradually got more intense.

"D-Don't nibble me so hard!"

"You used strength on my breasts, Mu-chan! This is payback!"

Murasaki came first.

Meanwhile, inside the bathroom of a hotel.

"Buuurrrrgggggggg!"

Fuuma Kotaro (TABA) vomited harshly into the trash can. The pain in his stomach finally lessened after getting rid the content of five vodkas bottles, two tequilas and one rum in a row.

It was a huge mistake to endure the drinking contest with Francis Family. He shouldn't have listened to that Oni girl and took everything in one go with every shot passing around the room. Even though the deal came after that was nice to grab, Kotaro couldn't afford to do this again.

While members of the gang all laid spent on the floor, Francis and Tokiko were still sitting by the table. The entire room the gang rented now reeked of nothing but the smell of alcohol.

Hiccup!

Not good, Tokiko had been showing signs that she was intoxicated. Yet, she refused to back down for the sake of making Francis accepting their terms of the deal. Which was also a big mistake by the time Kotaro realized it! Francis was a much worst heavy drinker than they anticipated!

At least she came out as the biggest dimwitted individual in the gang, Kotaro could use that to his advantage.

"Bbblleeeeerggggggggg!"

But first, he had to get over this pain in his stomach.

"My...Lord."

Shoving his face away from the mess in the trash can, he looked at Tokiko who was standing unevenly behind him.

"Tokiko, you're done?"

"I've...won."

After telling him the good news, she stumbled. He caught her in an embrace.

"Take...me, back to...our room."

Her arms slowly snaked their way around his neck. Tokiko closed her eyes, the faint snore left her lip while her arms fixed on Kotaro, hugging him tightly. It was incredible how she could do this in a half-asleep half-drunken state.

A short scan around the room, he noticed Francis had dozed off right on top her seat, clutching an empty bottle between her breasts like a pillow. They'd won the deal, partly thanks to Tokiko. But Kotaro made a mental note to himself not to ever drink like this with the Oni girl again, unless it was a necessity.

Carrying Tokiko in bridal style, Kotaro returned to their room, leaving Francis and her gang behind.

Ring Ring!

Sakura just sent him a picture with a message.

"What the heck?"

It was a selfie, Sakura took it while smiling together with Murasaki, who looked dazed inside the bathtub. They were both naked and had the same glowing Magic Crest on their bodies, seemed to be the type that instills lustful desires to the target.

[Let's do it when you get back!]

Kotaro (TABA) was supposed to feel aroused by this. However, his stomach kept churning, making it difficult for him to focus on anything but wanting to vomit.

Another long trip in the bathroom, it seemed.

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