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Pinzu vs The Pussy (A 100% Orange Juice Adventure)	By : Boo-Sama Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2724 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This fanfiction is based on the characters and fandom of 100% Orange Juice. I do not own 100% Orange Juice, nor do I make a profit from this story.

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Finally, after a long day, Nanako had finally arrived home from work.

She summoned one of the many bits that followed her everywhere she went to take the hat off her head and place it atop the coat rack she was too short to put anything onto alone, and after that, she summoned two more to take the coat off her to place on one of the rack’s many rods. To her left, Kae was sitting on the couch playing on the T.V’s Xbox 360 (cause an Xbone was too expensive).

“How was work?” Kae asked in a monotone voice, eyes focused on the T.V.

“Oh, y’know, same as when you called me the last 36 times today.” Nanako responded, walking up to the couch Kae was sitting on the take a seat next to her.

“Boring as hell?”

“Boring as hell.”

“Just making sure.” Finally sitting down on the comfy sofa with Kae to her right, Nanako removed her tie and placed it onto the small end-table to her left, trying to keep in mind it was there so she wouldn’t forget she left it there. She’d put it in her room where it belongs, but… Y’know, that was upstairs, and she was too tired/lazy to take it up there herself, or even get a bit to do it for her.

“You weren’t too bored while I was gone, were yo-” Nanako cut herself off, realizing what Kae was playing. “... Are you playing Minecraft?”

“Yeah.”

“... Didn’t you go on a rant about how much you hated Minecraft a few days ago?”

“Yeah.” Nanako lifted a brow.

“Then why are you playing it?”

“There’s nothing else to doooo.”

“... But, isn’t there at least 23 other games you own you can play on-”

“I plaaaaaayed those already.”

“You haven’t even taken the plastic off of Assassins Creed Black Flag though! Couldn’t you at least-”

“I DON’T WAAAAAAANAAAAAAAAAA.” Kae pouted.

“But you do wanna play something you hate?”

“Nooooooooooooooo.”

“So why are you doing just that?”

“Uuuuuumfgaaaaaaguuuuuuurg.” Kae paused the game and slammed her head into her lap, controller now lowered down to her feet, but still in her hands… This… This wasn’t like her. Granted, Kae has never been the most reasonable person out there, doing things such as having mass roleplay sessions in the middle of Toys-R-Us in a make believe kingdom of doll houses simply because she could, and, yes, playing something she hated out of boredom wasn’t something outside of her logical realm of possibilities, but… This just wasn’t her. If Kae were to do something like this, she’d declare it as a self-imposed endurance challenge, or immediately drag Nanako over to look at all the stupid shit she could find in the game, followed by ragging on about those stupid things for most likely far longer than she should to make her point, or even just do what she just did with some form of energy behind it. This Kae… This Kae had no fire behind her actions, and she hasn’t had any fire at all for the last 3 days…

There was no beating around the bush. Nanako put a hand on Kae’s hunched over back and began to talk to her.

“I’m sure Saki’s fine, Kae.” Knowing this was gonna be a talk now, Kae put the controller onto the coffee table and began laying back onto the seat of the couch.

“Like… What if something happened?”

“Please, Kae, she’s augmented like us. You could hit her with a truck, throw her in an iron maiden, submerge her in lava, and even take a chainsaw to her stomach, and she’d still be kicking.”

“Yeah, but, she’s been gone for three days now! Three!!! She just went out for a “surprise” and never came back! What if-”

“If she was in actual trouble, she’d send out a distress signal, and we would have heard it.”

“WELL WHAT IF SHE FORGO-”

“Saki tends to remember things under stress. Just don’t worry about it, okay? Worse case scenario, she forgot what she was doing when she was going home, got side tracked, and is going on some sort of self-imposed adventure to find a plastic bag she saw fluttering in the wind and deliver it to whatevers-ville. She’s a big girl, she can handle herself. Besides, Hime and Suguri are out now looking for them. She’ll be back in no time, Kae, I know it.” She then put a hand atop Kae’s left hand. “I know it. Trust me.” Kae was silent for a moment, but followed up with a hearty sigh, sliding down a bit on the couch so her back was almost laying on the bottom of her seat.

“You’re right, you’re right, but… I dunno, after Kyoko-”

“Oh please.” Nanako hushed, chuckling a bit. “Just cause she hasn’t sent any letters doesn’t mean anything bad happened to her. Besides, she was kind of a bitch. Honestly doesn’t surprise me in the slightest she’d leave us in the dark.” Kae let out a very small chuckle in reply, but her anxiety was still very present in her voice. With no other choice, Nanako pulled out her trump card.

“Remember what I told you when Kyoko left?” Nanako began, gripping Kae’s hand a bit more.

“... Yeah.”

“What did I say?” Kae took a deep breath, and responded, quivering a bit as she did.

“You…. You’d never leave me.”

“Ever.” Nanako said back, gripping Kae’s hand even more. “I know you're scared, but no matter what happens, I’m going to be here for you, okay? Never forget that.”

“... T-thank you.”

“And do you remember what you told me?” Nanako asked, leaning in a bit more. “Right before you made all my dreams come true?”

“Dammit, Nan, are you trying to cheer me up or emotionally rip my balls off?” Kae responded, snickering a bit as she did.

“What did you say?” Nanako simply asked again.

“... You still are, y’know.”

“I’m what, Kae?” Kae let out another hearty sigh, knowing Nanako wouldn’t shut up till Kae gave her what she wanted. She adjusted her positioning on the couch and leaned over to Nanako, right hand swerving behind the small purple eyed girl, and leaning in towards her till their noses were almost touching.

“You’re beautiful, Nanako. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.” To solidify her point, she kissed the small girl on the lips for a nice, solid few seconds. Nanako, in response, moved her arms around the back of Kae’s neck for support, as well as to press in as much as she could before the kiss ended. When it did, Kae released her grip from Nanako, letting her fall backwards onto the couch, head resting on rightmost arm of it.

“You have no idea how much it means to me every time you say that.” Nanako cooed, brushing some hair out of her face that got there after her light fall. “You’re-” She choked a beat on her words, a very sudden flash of emotional feelings boiling up in her. “Y-you’re the only person who ever called me that.”

“Who wasn’t a confused pedophile?” Nanako gave out a little, somewhat sarcastic chuckle in response to this.

“Even then, they don’t give a shit about me. Just the face and body on the outside. You’re the only person I know who can look past this… Fucking body I can’t get rid of.” Kae then lowered herself onto her a bit, wrapping her hands around the back of her head again, her right slightly grabbing the hair on the back of her head, her breasts now pressing against Nanako’s chest.

“Don’t let it get to your head, bae. I mean, if people knew how freaking old I was, nobody would want to talk to me.”

“At least you got stuck with the body of a porn-star. I’m at least 200 years old and I’m still 11 to everyone else.”

“At least you don’t get an obnoxious amount of guys confessing their ‘undying’ love to you over your massive tits.”

“Bitch, I’d kill for that kind of attention at this point.”

“Why would you when you already have someone to do the fun part with?” Kae then wrapped her lips to the left side of Nanako’s neck and began to give it several small pecks. As she did, Nanako began giggling hysterically.

“G-g-gaaaaaah~! S-s-stop Kae! S-sto- AHAHAHAHAHA!!~” She began kicking a little bit as Kae layed a volley of kisses upon the side of her neck, adding in the occasional slow, sensual lick up it for good measure.

Nanako’s giggling and screeching soon mellowed out to slow, sensual breaths as Kae went around her neck, her face reddening as time went on as sexual heat boiled up in her body. With Kae making the mood, Nanako moved her left hand to Kae’s leftmost breast and began to caress the side of it slowly. She could feel the soft mass of skin through the fabric of her shirt. The feeling excited her greatly, her mouth and ‘other’ areas moistening to an absurd degree as she did so. She could sense Kae was feeling the same way as she could feel her right hand being placed on Nanako’s chest, and beginning to feel around it’s mostly flat, but soft surface.

At long last, Nanako felt the need to take it a step further. She slid her hand down Kae’s body, slipped under her skirt, an-

*knock knock knock*

...Son of a fucking bitch, someone was at the door. It was probably Suguri and Hime since Nanako locked the door on her way in, and they forgot their keys, or something, who cares?

“I got it.” Kae announced, rolling off Nanako, onto the floor, and levitating back onto her feet. Once she was up, she walked over to the door, unlocked it, and popped it open to let in Sugu-

“Hello. This one is here to announce that the ones known as Suguri and Hime are currently in the emergency room of OJHQ, and will require pick-up once they have awoken from their injuries.” A Robo Ball told Kae.

“.... Wha-what?”

“This one has a sassy personality type, and is telling you that it does not care to explain details other than to get to the OJHQ before we kick them out. This one would normally wish you a good day, but it is sassy, thus will spit on your feet. P-TEW.” It then tried to spit on Kae’s feet, but it had no mouth, thus only aired the gesture. After doing that, it sassily hovered away into the sunset. After it did, Kae simply stood in the doorway, staring at the setting sun.

“... Kae.” Nanako started, getting of the couch slowly. “Kae, I’m sure their fine, just… Let’s just close the door and-”

“GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!!!” In a bout of blind emotional anxiety, Kae took off into the sky to vent her stress on the closest nearby mountain. Knowing that was exactly what she was thinking, Nanako took off after her as quickly as she could before she hurt herself.

Nanako didn’t know why Suguri and Hime were in the hospital, but if it was over something fucking stupid, she swore to fucking god… There was going to be hell to pay.

***

“You.” Pinzu said bluntly in response to Kiriko’s meme. Kiriko immediately did a spit-take, spewing the apple bite she still had in her mouth all over the floor. Everybody immediately straightened their backs, and stared at Pinzu, who had just so informally introduced himself to someone who could so easily splice all of their DNA into a singular mass of gelatinous ooze, followed by sculpting that ooze into a pot to put flowers in, less out of decorative desire, and more just to do a victory lap over their graves. However, instead of gassing them all then and there, she just began clapping with her head still lowered from her spit-take.

“Ooooooh, OOOOOOOH!!! I LIKE THIS GUY!!! This guy knows what to say!” Kiriko said, half laughing at the same time. “We Khehehehe-... We are going to get along juuuuust fine” Still chuckling, she got up from her seat and tossed the apple she was eating to the side (and yes, it just sort of rolled under a chair and stayed there for the rest of time). She let herself laught a bit more, and, once most of it was gone, she cleared her throat and proceeded to talk professionally.

“But seriously, I don’t get visitors often, and knowing my track record, I’m assuming you’ve either come here to try and kill me.” She gave Peat a sudden, cold glare. “Or you need something very, very illegal that only I, Kiriko, can provide with my boundless scientific expertise-”

“Latter.” Pinzu replied.

“Well I wouldn’t-” Kai was then intercepted mid interception by Pinzu.

“Don’t talk for me needle dick. Can you make me a roofie that’d work on a demonically charged goth loli?” The entire group instantly began staring at Pinzu in dead silence, except for Kiriko, who treated this as a valid request.

“You mean Krila?”

“Yeah her, can you do it or not?”

“I mean… Yeah, but, is that really it?”

“... Can you also make my dick a few inches bigger, too?”

“EASY, BUT DUDE, YOU’RE NOT GETTING IT!!! I am KIRIKO. I can essentially do anything you could possibly dream of. Girl you like? I can mind rape her with a few pills to be head over heels for you. Wanna fly? I can splice you with a bat to give you wings. Wanna be rich? I CAN MAKE GOLD IN 2 HOURS. I can give you just about any superpower you could ever want, make you live forever, ANYTHING. PERIOD. So with that in mind, what do you really want?” Pinzu took a quick moment to think about the infinite possibilities Kiriko was offering him…

“..... Can you give me a boob-job?”

“... Like… You want tits or-”

“My dick between your tits.”

“Ah…” Kiriko took a moment to think about this. “You’re a really simple guy, aren’t you?”

“Living forever is for pussies. I wanna live fast and die young, and if that means I get a boobjob-”

“Paizuri is the correct term.”

“Shut the fuck up. If that means I can get a boobjob from someone with as big of tits as you, I’m happy.” Kiriko did a bit of math in her head as she processed Pinzu’s request… Typically, she’d consider a request like this, yet again, a waste of a perfectly good life or death trip to her tower, HOWEVER, Kiriko did have the literally the best tits in the entire world (in her own opinion), so providing someone with the potentially best boob job of their entire existence COULD debatably be considered “””worth””” the trip.

“..... Alright, then, let’s take a look at-”

“OBJECTION!!!” Kai interupted before Kiriko could unleash Pinzu’s kraken. “Pinzu, I thought you came all the way here to go home, not get some pussy, what the hell?”

“Why would I wanna go home?” Pinzu asked Kai. “Home sucked. This world has anime waifus EVERYWHERE!!! What sort of gay boy would deny digging into all that anime pussy?”

“I-I-I’M NOT GAY, I’M JUST A GENTLEMAN!!!” In response to this, Cuddles let out a hardy, irritated snort in response to the ‘gentleman’ quote.

“You’ve been with QP and Syura for what I can only assume is, like, 5 hours. Have you or have you NOT tapped one or the other? AND DON’T SAY YOU COULDN’T, CAUSE ONE OF THEM IS HALF DEAD!!!”

“He’s got a point.” Kiriko agreed. Kai began to think of a proper rebuttal to Pinzu’s bullshit.

“Y-Y-YOU’RE NO BETTER THAN BILL COSBY!!!” Kai declared, this being the only thing he could think of to say in response. Kiriko took another spit take in response to Kai’s declaration.

“LIKE FUCKING HELL, BILL COSBY DRUGS GIRLS AND THEN RAPES THEM, I DO IT WHILE THEY’RE STILL AWAKE AND KICKING!!! There’s HONOR in rape, you disrespectful dickbag!!! I-I-It’s like ME VERSUS the woman of the world, and the reproductive organs!”

“Pinzu VS The Pussy?” Kiriko asked.

“TRADEMARK THAT!!!” Pinzu very abruptly screamed and Kiriko.

“What?”

“TRADEMARK THAT, THIS ENTIRE ADVENTURE IS NOW CALLED “PINZU VS THE PUSSY” AND I’D BE DAMNED IF IT WERE ANYTHING ELSE!!!”

“..... I’m very confused.”

“Okay, so, away from that.” Kai started up again. “You say there’s honor in fucking girls while they’re still awake, but you’ve come all this way to get a date rape drug to knock out Krila and fuck her while she’s asleep?”

“Yeah, what abo-”............ Shit, wait. “..... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.”

“Look, I'm as keen on lynching that guy as much as the next guy.” Peat interrupted “but I think I might be bleeding internally a little bit. Can we speed this shit up?” Syura vomited in agreement, and everyone else took QP’s silence as a ‘yes’ as well.

“Alright, alright.” Kiriko said, trying to settle everyone down. “We can talk about rape ethics later, but for now, Peat has a point for once in his life.”

“Damn straight.” Peat agreed, nodding until he thought about the specifics of what Kiriko said.. “... Wait what do you me-”

“Anyways.” Kiriko began walking over to a cylinder shaped glass elevator in the far back of the room, and *punched in some fun codes “I’m gonna do some checkups on you crystal clods since I don’t want to deal with you bitching over dinner about how one of your best friends tragically perished via internally bleeding out to death in my tower cause I didn’t do shit to fix it. I’ll be starting with whoever looks the worst out of you, currently being Syura.” Syura vomited again. “... For obvious reasons, and work down from there. That sound fair?”

“Does that mean I go second or-” Peat was cut off.

“No, does that sound fair?”

“No.” he replied.

“Yeah.” Everyone else who could talk replied.

“Alright, we’re in mutual agreement.”

“But I said no!” Peat argued.

“Your vote means nothing to me. ANYWAYS.” The door of the elevator popped open. “Syura, you’re up.”

***

The elevator from the lobby to Kiriko’s first-aid wing, which was halfway up the tower about, took a mere second due to the elevator’s warp-drive capabilities. However, spite this, it took no time at all for Kiriko to become coated in Syura’s vomit as she carried the red haired schoolgirl over her shoulder.

As fast as she could, Kiriko tossed Syura onto the closest examination chair she could, and stabbed a syringe of god-knows-what into her neck. After getting one last round of projectile vomit out into Kiriko face… The vomiting stopped.

“... Woah… WOAH!!!” Syura suddenly began, now able to talk again. “WOAH!!!!! SYURA FEELS ALL BETTER NO-” Kiriko then slapped Syura in the face. “OW, WHAT WAS THA-” She then began staring at Kiriko, who was coated in vomit. “..... Ooooooooh.”

“.... I’ll be right back.” Kiriko then walked to the elevator, and warped away. After about 5 minutes, she came back squeaky clean. “Alright, Valery Vomit, you need anything else, or can you get the fuck out of here?” Syura, still in somewhat shock of instantly feeling all better, took a moment to think.

“U…. Uh… No, Syura feels all better! Thank you very much Ms. Kiri-”

“Yeah that’s nice, now take this and get out of here.” Kiriko passed Syura a Flamethrower card, as well as what looked like a small credit card, and trotted off to a nearby desk table. “Put the flamethrower on the ice QP is in and she’ll thaw clean out, and the card I gave you is for your room when you wanna go to bed, cause I’m not taking the lot of you home till tomorrow morning cause I need my fucking sleep. I’m going to take some notes and grab the next person who needs attention. Just enter ‘001’’ on the elevator’s lil keypad number thing and you’ll go back to the first floor, got it?” Upon giving instructions, she took out what looks like a fancy iPad and started to take her notes.

“O-Okay! Thank you aga-” She suddenly stopped…

“... What?” Kiriko asked, showing little concern. Syura simply turned away from her and made a move for the elevator.

“N-Nothing! Thank you again!!! I’ll see you later!”

“Uhuh.” Kiriko simply went back to taking notes as Syura went into the elevator. Without letting Kiriko see, she quickly scratched her crotch and entered the code she was told to go back to the ground floor.

***

Near instantly, Syura was transported to the bottom of the tower, Flamethrower card in hand. She somewhat questioned whether or not simply applying a Flamethrower card to the ice would melt it, but… Eh, Kiriko was the doctor.

Syura put the card onto the ice an- SHIT, THAT WORKED FUCKING QUICKLY. The ice around QP instantaneously evaperated into a fine, sparkly steam, freeing QP.

“-ves the most.” She moaned as she fell to her knees, followed by collapsing to the ground.

“Holy shit.” Peat muttered, watching as the dog fell down. “... Is it my turn now?”

“N-”

“Thanks Syura!” Peat then proudly strode over the the elevator, and walked clean into the door due to expecting it to open for him, causing him to knock himself out cold upon impact. Almost perfectly on cue, 5 seconds later, Kiriko came down from the elevator.

“Alright, QP, let’s take a look at-” She cut herself off upon stepping on Peat’s unconscious body. “-shit, who killed Peat?” She looked up from Peat’s supposed corpse and eyed up the room, nobody speaking up at first, more out of not being sure how to explain what just happened than out of any fear. “I’m not mad, I was probably gonna do it myself in time, but I am curious as to who did it.” Since nobody else felt like talking, Kai raised his right ballsack of a hand, queuing he was responding.

“I think he walked into the door of the-”

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?” Kiriko screamed, reeling back a bit upon finally noticing Kai’s 5 flacid penises attached to his wrist that he called a right hand at the moment.

“Consequences.” Cuddles spoke up, sitting on the floor by the rightmost rounded wall of the room. Upon saying this, he tapped out of the conversation all together and continued to poke at the stump where his arm once was with his creepy wire fingers.

“.... Right, uh, so, I was going to see QP next but…” Kiriko walked over to Kai, and poked his weird sack hand, cringing a bit as she felt what seemed to be shattered, almost powdery bone.

“OOOOOOOWWWWWW.” Kai nagged as Kiriko poked it.

“Quit being such a little bitch.” Kiriko responded, slapping his right hand to assert her dominance, followed by Kai howling in pain and crying on the floor. “But yeah, this guys next.”

“BUT QP PASSED OUT ON THE FLOOR!!!” Syura screamed, shaking QP in an attempt to get her to wake up.

“Oh please, it’s QP, she’s fine. Besides, she only got frozen, this kid’s hand-”

“I’M NOT A KID!!!”

“I DON’T REMEMBER ASKING YOU SHIT.” Kiriko then promptly stomped on Kai’s soft side-stomach area, causing him to howl once again in pain. “But this kid’s flaccid hand shit is far more interesting than the cup of ice cold QP you got over there.” Kiriko then bent down and grabbed Kai by the legs, and began dragging him over to the elevator, not particularly caring as she stepped over Peat in the process.

***

After sobering up from the crippling pain that was previously inflicted on him, Kai placed his disgusting fucking flesh sack of a hand onto a table while sitting down in a chair across from Kiriko. Kiriko leaned over, and got another good look at it.

“Does it look bad, doc?” Kai asked, afraid of sassing Kiriko again. “Cause I can’t really tell, I lost my glasses somewhere in Constable Cuddles”.

“... Is that really what Krila named that thing?” Kiriko asked, getting out a large square wooden board with a series of straps on the top and some magnets on the bottom.

“I guess so, yeah. It says so on his stupid little gold badge thing, too, so that should be his name.” Kai responded.

“Really?... That’s a stupid fucking name.” Kiriko put Kai’s hand onto the wooden board, and braced the straps on it, all of which went from his wrist to his upper arm, which did force him to hunch over a bit, and connected the board to the table.

“Is this all necessa-”

“Yes,” Kiriko interrupted, followed by taking a small white pill out from a bottle she had in her lab coat. “Eat this”.

“What’s it do?” Kai asked, trying to eye down the pill with his shit vision.

“It regrows bones. I put your hand on this board so you would have a nice flat place to put your hand so the pill can work it’s magic. I also restrained it so you don’t go wiggling around when it does so. Should only take about 20 minutes tops” Kiriko responded.

“But couldn't you just use one of those healing cards? I mean, that’d be a lot-” Kiriko simply glared at him. “.. I think you’re glaring at me, but I can’t really tell.”

“Just eat the fucking pill.” Kai took the pill with his left hand and downed it before Kiriko could get any scarier. “Good boy. Now just sit there, and don’t say shit, alright?”

“Alright.”

“Good.” Kiriko then whipped out a copy of ‘Sound of Building Coffins’ from what we can only assume was out her ass, and began reading while the two waited for the pill to take effect...

...A few minutes passed, and nothing seemed to be happening.

“Hey, doc, you sure that was the right pill? Cause I don’t see- well I don’t see much at all, but my hand isn’t really…. I still don’t feel anything”. Kai said. He tried to wiggle his right fingers a bit, but to no avail.

“What did I say about talking?”

“I’m just asking.” Kiriko simply rolled her eyes in response.

“It’ll work. It’s a bit of a... “sudden” regrowth, you’ll see, now shut up.” Kiriko reassured. She got back to reading. “Shit, sawgrass is a fucking bitch.” She muttered to herself while reading.

Eventually, after a very, very long time of sitting quietly, Kai’s patience ran out.

“Okay Kiriko, I know you’re the pro here, but nothing is happening! All I feel is a bit numb, and that’s it! I mean, the pain is gone, but that’s not fixing it! Can we please try someth-”

“No pain at all?” She asked, tucking her book away. Kai nodded. “Okay, good.” Kiriko then loped Kai’s right arm off with a meat cleaver, right above his elbow. Blood sprayed everywhere, and, spite feeling no pain, Kai panicked.

”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!? WHAT THE FUCK!? WHAT THE FUCK!?!?” Kai screamed as blood poured out his now barren arm. Kiriko then whipped out a dark maroon shaded nano-weave hand and slammed it onto the stump. The hand’s weird biological tech searched around for the severed nerve endings, and attached itself to them, sending it’s small vein-like wires into Kai’s veins, bones, ect, and fixating itself into place. Once Kiriko was sure the nerves were all ready, she got out a can of Medi-Spray and sprayed it onto the point of connection between Kai’s arm and the Nanoweave, which quickly healed and bonded the skin between the two. After that fucking nightmare was over, she released Kai’s straps, picked up his old arm, and tossed it in a cooler she had on standby (for science). Kai immediately began patting down his new right hand with his lefty, and moved the fingers of his right hand around… Surprisingly, it… It didn’t hurt at all, almost like nothing had just happened.

“W-W-WH-WH-W-WHAT DID YOU JUST DO!?!?” Screamed Kai, clutching his right hand, still fiddling with it.

“I just replaced your hand, dum dum.”

“Th-th-THEN WHAT WAS THE PILL YOU FED ME!?!?” Kai yelled, grabbing Kiriko by her arms and shaking her a bit.

“Get your hands off me, you damn dirty ape.”

“WHAT WAS IN THE FUCKING PILL!?!?”

“It was a painkiller, you have 5 seconds to let go of me.”

“WHY DID YOU CUT OFF MY FUCKING HAND!?”

“5… 4-”

“ANSWER ME YOU FUCKING LUNATIC!!!”

“3-2-1.” Kiriko then delivered a swift, hard knee to Kai’s balls. Kai’s hands remained on Kiriko’s arms after the fact, however, they no longer had any form of grip on her whatsoever. This being said, Kiriko easily wiggled her arms out of Kai’s grip, put a finger on his nose, and applied minimal pressure, causing him to topple over onto the ground… Any moment now, there’s going to be a loud-

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” There it is… What a little bitch… Anyways, Kiriko tossed his keycard onto him and sat down to wait out his pain spasms before sending him on his way.

***

After dragging crying Kai back to the waiting room, Kiriko took up QP to make sure no permanent damage was done to her body from being trapped in ice for about 20 minutes. True, Peat was still dead on the floor but… Yeah, he can wait.

Thankfully, QP was now awake from her power nap, but she was clearly showing some signs of lingering pain, such as moaning and grunting. So she could examine her, Kiriko put the human puppy down onto an examination chair, and took out her iPad-esc notebook, plastic stylus in hand.

“Alright pupper, what’s ailing you?” Kiriko asked, writing down some opening notes on her pad.

“QP… QP doesn’t know.” QP responded, letting out a few small dog whimpers.

“Well, where does it hurt?” In response, QP patted her tummy and crotch. “... Huh, that doesn’t have anything to do with the ice, does it?”

“QP kinda hurt there before, but now it really REALLY hurts!!!”

“Riiiight.” She dotted down a few more notes. “So, anything happen today that might have influenced that pain, or?”

“Q-Q-QP DOESN’T KNOW!!! FIX HER, IT HURTS!!!” QP begged, squirming a bit as she did so, the pain in her abdomen intensifying a bit.

“Fix you?”

“FIX HER!!!”

“.... Alright.” Kiriko then put her notes down, walked over to a medicine cabinet, grabbed a bottle of some liquid, grabbed a rag, and put some of the liquid on the rag. She then walked back to QP with the rag. “Smell this.” QP then snatched the rag and began taking several deep inhales of it’s smell… She then passed out.

“God damnit.” Kiriko muttered. “I didn’t even get to make a chloroform joke… Oh well.” She then reached down under her medicine cabinet, and proceeded to rev up the chainsaw she kept under it. “Means meet the ends.”

***

30 minutes of professional surgery later, QP woke up from her chloroform induced slumber.

“AWOOF!?” QP barked, awake and strangely naked on a surgery table.

“Oh shit, you’re awake.” Kiriko replied to her waking up. “Hey, um, I’m not actually done yet so, could you smell this again?” Kiriko then handed QP the rag again.

“No! It made QP sleepy and she passed out! She will never-”

“It smells like pudding.” QP then took a large whiff of the rag and passed out again. Thank god too, otherwise she would have noticed her lower body was ripped clean open. With QP out again, Kiriko got back to work.

***

1 hour of professional surgery later, QP woke up again.

“AWOOF!?” QP barked, awake back in her pirate costume yet still on the surgery table.

“Oh hey.” Kiriko greeted. “Yeah sorry about tricking you, I needed 15 more minutes, and… Yeah. Anyways, I fixed you.” QP then searched her deepest abdomen for pain… Besides the stitches on her tum tum, she felt good as new!

“WOW! There’s no more pain, thank you Kiriko-”

“And I found the problem with your pain issues while I was at it. You didn’t happen to expose anything sugary to your vagina, did you?” QP paused for a few moments to process Kiriko’s question…

“... What did you ‘fix’ that wasn’t my pain?”

“Oh, y’know, ‘fix’. Like you asked.”

“... QP ment the pain. Fix the pain. What did you fix that wasn’t that?”

“.... Ooooooooh.” Kiriko sighed, realizing her error. “I thought you meant…. Oooooooh.” Kiriko then eyed the jar which had QP’s ovaries floating around in it, and pushed it behind some other jars. “Shoulda been more specific… Oooooooof.” She totally knew what she was doing.

“What did you fix?” She asked again.

“Oooooooooh… Nothing important, just…. Don’t expect any kids.”

“What did you fix in QP that’s gonna make the stork not come?” Kiriko had nothing to say on this, it spoke for itself.

“Back on topic, did you expose sugar to your vagina? Like, I dunno, pudding?”

“PUDDING!?” QP asked, getting up into a sitting position on the surgery table and moving herself so she was sitting on the edge of it, tail wagging at high speeds.

“I don’t have pudding on me, please tell me if you rubbed any into your vagina, it’s important.” QP opened her mouth to respond, however, she realized Syura didn’t want Peat to know about her and QP’s sexcapades, thus would probably not be okay with Kiriko knowing. However, this was important, so she had to say something…

“... Is it not a good lube?” She asked, hoping Kiriko was mean enough to buy that she was that dumb… Actually, would that make a good lube? She’d have to try that later.

“God fucking damnit, okay.” Kiriko sat down next to QP on the medical table and put a hand onto QP’s leg with the tenderness of a mother. “QP, woman’s vagina is incredibly sensitive, and they’re very… Well… Reactive with certain external things on this world. Yeast, for example, can cause a really bad infection.”

“But pudding has no yeast!”

“Shut the fuck up. The point is, sugar is the same way, and when you put sugar down there, even a little bit, and especially in something like pudding, it can cause a really bad infection. Now in most cases it can pass in just a days time, but in some people, it can be really bad. You understand?”

“Don’t stick things in QP’s vagina?”

“Well no… Well, in most cases yeah, but mostly no. Just don’t put things with grease, or powder, or multiple chemical ingredients in there, okay? Just stick with stuff like fruits and vegetables if you gotta… With the peel on, of course.”

“WoW! QP didn’t know there was an entire science behind putting things inside her special place!”

“Well I’m a scientist and a massive whore, so you can bet I know just about everything there is to know about stuffing things inside of one’s vagina.”

“Sugoi~.”

“... Sugoi indeed. Take this and get the fuck out of my office.” She then forced QP’s keycard into her paw, which QP then put away in her crappy pirate coat.

“This is an office?”

“No but it sounds nicer than a first aid clinic, now fuck off.”

“YES MA’AM!!!” QP then trotted off into the elevator, got confused on how to go back down, asked Kiriko for help, and then went back to the first floor to reunite with Syura, woefully leaving her ovaries behind.

***

With QP handled, Kiriko dragged potentially dead Peat up into her medical office of wonders. Unfortunatly, Peat wasn’t dead, just passed out from smacking his head against the elevator door too fucking hard… However, this is something she could easily fix… She could also potentially kill him now and blame it on internal bleeding, and most likely nobody would give a shit. Not like Kiriko would give a shit if people gave a shit. If they had a problem with Peat of all people dying, she could just activate the big scary gas device she has in her air ducts and gas them like the filthy jews they are.

However, while Kiriko daydreamed about gassing the jews, Peat woke up. If it weren’t for the fact he whipped out his machete immediately in case Kiriko tried anything, Kiriko would have tried something. As much of a diehard pussy Peat was, he was, to Kiriko’s regret to personally admit, pretty fucking solid with a machete.

“Oh hi.” Kiriko greeted. “I see you’re not dead.”

“Of course I’m not dead.” Peat dismissed, brushing himself off with his left hand, keeping the blade of his machete in Kiriko’s direction just in case. “I’m basically immortal. Now are you gonna look me over or-”

“Yeah yeah, whatever, just lemme get a look at you-” Peat instantly raised his machete towards Kiriko. “... I can’t tell if anything is wrong with you unless I-”

“SECOND THOUGHT I’M FINE I’M GOING.”

“But checkups were your idea to start wi-”

“I’M FINE BYYYYYYYYYYYE.” And so, the once keen on going second Peat pussied out, backing back up into the elevator he came from, and masterfully entering the correct code to go back to the ground floor due to being here a few times in the past… What a hero.

***

With Peat negated from the equation, Kiriko decided to move onto Cuddles before Saki, less out of personal interest in Cuddles, or even what she would consider ‘fatal damage’, I mean, it’s a plushie, who gives a shit if it’s missing an arm?

No, Cuddles wasn’t the issue in this case. The issue was with, to Kiriko’s regret, Saki… She had no fucking idea how Saki even got here, and why of all people, it was her. She could deal with Peat, QP, Syura, she could even handle the stupid fucking rabbit, of course, in this crew of bullshit, one of Suguri’s family members had to drop by. Of course. Of all the people in the entire fucking world, it had to be one of them… She’ll cross this road when she crosses it. For now, rabbit.

Oddly enough, Cuddles didn’t seem to care about getting a new arm. Rather, he took the next 30 minutes telling his life story about him and Krila, and how worthless he is, and how she left him for dead, and blah blah blah. It was all really boring shit and didn’t have anything to do with science. However, what it did have something to do with was common fucking logic, which Kiriko was more than happy to lay down on the oversized beanie baby.

“So, lemme get this straight” Kiriko said, rubbing her forehead after letting Cuddles talk about his personal shit for what felt like an hour. “You’re depressed because Krilla won’t pet you anymore, and feel as if she has fully replaced you with a stuffed lion-dog-cat thing cause she can handle her own milk or something, and your final proof of this being that she left you for dead on a sinking ship? That’s at least the basics, correct?” Kiriko asked Cuddles. He nodded, sadly.

“Feel…. Useless. Disposable. Unloved…. Sad.” He replied in his thick booming voice.

“Alright, I have one question for you” Kiriko said “Have you ever actually asked her to give you rubs?”

“No. Cuddles not to question. Krila master. Never disrespect.” Cuddles responded, twiddling his wires.

“Okay, now, hear me out” Kiriko began pinching her forehead out of frustration “but maybe, JUST FUCKING MAYBE, she doesn't pet you anymore out of respect?”

“Why? Cudd-” Kiriko cut Cuddles off before he could finish his emo bullcrap about Krila’s fucking ranking system of plush animals or whatever.

“You were small once, right? You grew alongside her as more and more yarn was added to you, and at one point you were small enough for her to properly hold you in her arms, yes? Well guess what, you grew up into A FUCKING GORILLA SIZED MONSTER!!!” Kiriko then threw her iPad to the side of the room, “And because you NEVER ASKED HER for pets, she decided to pet something else that wouldn’t smash her skull in for disrespecting him, a.k.a, THE FUCKING LION!!!”

“But… Krila le-” Kiriko threw her chair across the room.

“THERE WAS A FUCKING MAJORA’S MOON SIZED LASER BOMB FALLING ONTO THE SHIP!? YOU THINK SHE HAD THE TIME OR BALLS TO PURSUE YOU, WHO BY THE WAY, WAS BUSY CHASING SOMEONE!?!? SHE’S LUCKY TO BE ALIVE!!!!” After releasing some of her frustration, she took a moment to take a light cough, and made a motion as if to fix her glasses, spite not wearing any at the present time. “Oh yeah, one more thing, was there even a life boat big enough to fit your fat ass on?” Cuddles, after a few seconds of thinking, shook his head. “She had nowhere to put you even if she wanted to save you, so she saved herself because she knew that’s what you would have cared for, at least assuming you were the emotionless golem fixated on protecting her with no reward you let yourself out to be”. Cuddles fully sunk into the examination bed, thinking about what Kiriko just said. Upon reaching mental ascension, he jumped off of the examination table he was resting on.

“NEED FIND KRILA, MAKE RIGHT!!!” He yelled. He attempted to jump through the wall out of the tower, but alas, that wall is far beyond his power. Kiriko walked over the downed Cuddles in a somewhat snarky manner.

“Need find Krila later,” She said mockingly “Cuddles not live in night jungle. Need rest here. Douchebag friends leave then. Go with. Find then. Leave Kiriko office, now.” Besides the obvious sass, Cuddles got up, and offered Kiriko a handshake, a sign of friendship taught to him by QP.

“Shake.” He said. Kiriko hesitantly shook, he then accidentally crushed her hand a bit, but thankfully she used her right hand, the nanoweave one, so it held out against the pressure… Alright, now for the worst part.

***

… Kiriko has had a history with Saki’s family she didn’t like to talk about… Period. Even with herself. If it comes up even for a moment, she is going to shoot that shit back down to the scorched earth faster than you can say ‘stop avoiding the deep lore’.

Like the rest, Kiriko escorted Saki… Who didn’t have a shirt or bra, for whatever reason, and proceeded to do a check-up, the only words spoken between the two being basic requests from Kiriko so she could take a look over Saki, and Saki’s agreements to comply.

“Well.” Kiriko said, standing back up from examining Saki’s back. “Nothing seems to be inherently wrong with you besides the half-monty you’re pulling at the moment.”

“Half monty?” Saki asked, confused. “What’s that?”

“Your shirt… You lacking a shirt, and stuff… Want me to get you one?”

“REALLY!?” Saki excitedly replied, far more than Kiriko was expecting, which led to her reeling back a bit in surprise.

“I mean, yeah, just… Wait here a moment.” Kiriko then walked past Saki, and went into the elevator to a different, upper floor. When she came back, she had, not just a shirt with her, but an exact copy of Saki’s upper body clothing scheme. Her black tank top, her yellow coat, everything.

Saki excitedly snatched the clothes from Kiriko’s hands, giggling excitedly as she did, and immediately began putting it on, starting with the black top, and following up with putting the yellow coat on… However, she slowed to a crawl when she got around to the buttons.

“Um…” She mumbled as she fruitlessly attempted to put the button into the holes. “Hold on, I can-”

“Oh for fucks sake, here.” Kiriko then somewhat aggressively grabbed Saki’s coat and began manually doing the buttons until it was fully buttoned up. “There, done.”

“WOW! Thanks, uh… What was your name again?” Saki asked in ernest. Kiriko gave her a stern glare before responding.

“Kiriko. Now, is there anything else you want done, or are you ready to-”

“Kiriko.” Saki repeated, now ogling at Kiriko’s eyes, making the purple haired woman somewhat uncomfortable.

“.... Y-yeah.” Unsure of what to say in response, she simply asked what was on her mind personally, completely forgetting her one goal of not prodding at the past with her. “... How much… How much do you remember about me?” Spite her question, Saki only continued to stare at Kiriko. So, Kiriko asked again. “How much?”

She didn’t say anything in response… Instead, after a very brief pause of silence, she hugged Kiriko. Kiriko simply stood there, not hugging back, but not resisting against it… She began to tremble slightly as she felt Saki’s head press against her chest, her odd, familiar warmth swirling around her as her arms pressed in around her… She trembled slightly upon extended exposure to Saki’s warmth, shaking ever so slightly as memories began to swirl around her mind… She raised a hand, moving it slowly to the back of Saki’s head, until-

“THAT’S ENOUGH.” She very suddenly snapped, aggressively pushing Saki away. “Type 001 into the elevator. Get out of here.” She then walked past Saki to grab her pad and take her last few notes.

“B-but Kiriko!”

“I SAID ENOUGH.” Kiriko snapped again, grabbing a scalpel from a nearby medical tray. “Leave now or I get violent. You have your warning.” Saki simply stared at Kiriko a bit longer with her sad little eyes, then made her way for the elevator. However, before she closed the door behind her, she said one last thing to Kiriko.

“Please come home… I miss you.”

With that, she entered the code, and was gone….

***

Kai twiddled his thumbs as he waited on the ground floor waiting room… Thing, I dunno. He was doing so alone while everyone else either did the same as him, or was talking to a friend… Okay, the only people who were talking to each other were QP and Syura, but still, Kai’s explanation of what the area was like still holds water, you were either alone or with someone else, that’s the point. Don’t go digging into shit that doesn’t have any depth? Okay? Jesus, you’re so fucking judgmental. This is why you probably don’t have any friends, and if you do have friends, they’re totally online and don’t count, fuck you… Wait, was Kai telling himself this or was he talking to someone else in his head?... God, he was lonely.

Anyways, to fight the loneliness he felt, he made his way over to Peat and took a seat next to him to have a friendly conversation. Most people would consider this a mistake, but both Kai and Peat had dicks, so that meant they were basically already friends in this never ending war against women all men fought.

“Hey Peat.” Kai began, somewhat nervous.

“Yeah?” Peat asked.

“Can… Can we talk about girls?” Peat’s eyes instantly lit up like an anime girl being confessed to on prom night, his countless campaigns in his personal war against women finally being put to the test. A dream had come true this day.

“Sure man, I know girls like the back of my dick, what’s the sitch?” … How does he know what the back of his- whatever.

“QP is really mad at me for calling her stupid and making the giant rabbit thing mad at me for basically existing, and she’s, like, the cutest most innocent girl I’ve ever known, and if she doesn’t like me, I feel basically untouchable, and a lot like an ass. What do I do?”

“... So this isn’t about sex?”

“No, just friendship.”

“Okay, well that’s your first mistake.” Peat began, readying to unload some knowledge. “See, the first thing you need to know is that women are heartless, soulless, cruel automatons who will drain every ounce of happiness and will to live out of you with their backhanded, demonic, and even more cruel mind games. They do not make for good casual friends.”.

“... Really?”

“Yeah really. To open up at all to a girl is a mistake, since she’ll just spread the things you know about her on social media to make you look like an asshole, and that’s best case scenario with your girlfriend! Your wife might literally try to kill you, and random women on the street are such emotional basket cases they aren’t worth talking to.”

“... Uhuh.”

“Look man, you’re probably better off dying alone in your shitty apartment, that’s all I’m saying.”

“Are you actually going to help me or are you just gonna tell me to die alone?”

“Look, dude, you don’t get it. Women are ONLY good for sex. They are fucking crazy, they don’t understand men’s problems in the slightest, they hate sports, and the only reason I’m not gay is because being gay is fucking gay, you get me?”

“.... Not really.”

“Look, the point is, you don’t wanna be friends with QP. You wanna BEAT QP. You wanna get above her, assert dominance, and ruin her life, okay?”

“Fucking wha-”

“You need to fuck her best friend.”

“What.”

“You need to fuck Syura.”

“WHAT?”

“It is literally the only way you will ever feel anything ever again.” Kai took a moment to glance over at QP and Syura, who were happily talking about video games, or something.

“Dude, I don’t think I can do that, like, they’re so close and shit, I wouldn’t be able to-”

“YOU CAN AND YOU MUST!!!” Peat suddenly yelled, everyone in the room hearing him. “To fuck Syura would DESTROY QP, putting her, like, 20 levels under you! It’s the only way to win against her!”

“What are you two talking about!?” QP interjected, catching onto the conversation. “Why would you want to destroy QP!?!?”

“Peat, I think they can-”

“Kai it doesn’t matter, she’s nothing to you, keep listening. So here’s how you get into Syura’s panties.”

“WHAT!?” Syura objected, also hearing them now.

“Okay, I don’t think I wanna hear anymore, Peat, thank you very much, but-”

“KAI WAIT, YOU’RE GOING TO REGRET NOT HEARING THIS NEXT PART FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!!!” Peat pleaded in genuine desperation as Kai began to leave his seat.

“Yeah Kai.” Pinzu started up, now gaining interest in the conversation. “Lemme hear what he has to say next. I mean, I’ve already been there, but still.” Syura’s eyes immediately widened to full size upon Pinzu saying that.

“What? Been where?” QP asked, curious.

“Oh you know, in-”

“QP DON’T LISTEN TO HIM, BOTH HIM, PEAT, AND KAI ARE NUTS, THEY DON’T KNOW ANYTHING!!!” Syura then clamped her hands over where QP’s ears would be if she was a normal person, but alas, her ears were on the top of her head like a dog’s would be.

“OW!!! Syura, why you hit QP!?”

“WHY AM I ON THE SHITLIST!? I’M DISAGREEING WITH PEAT!?!” Kai cried, confused to how he was losing popularity points for saying no to the obvious sexist.

“THEY ARE PROVING MY POINT KAI, WOMEN ARE LITERALLY EVIL, YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO THIS NEXT PART, IT WILL SAVE YOUR LIFE!!!”

“Dude I want the hints on how to fuck the rest of the girls, let him talk.” Pinzu demanded of Kai.

“What does he mean by rest? Who did he do it with already!?” QP asked, confused.

“HOW CAN YOU HEAR!?” Syura asked QP.

“My ears are on my head.” Syura suddenly noticed this and put her hands over QP’s dog ears.

“HEY, QP CAN’T HEAR NOW!!!”

“THAT’S THE POINT!!!” It was at this point Saki finally arrived from her checkup with Kiriko.

“Hey guys, what’s going on!” Saki asked, feigning perfect happiness from her checkup. Everyone suddenly became dead quiet, knowing full well their arguing could potentially ruin Saki’s precious cinnamon self. “... Why was everyone yelling?”

“... No reason.” Kai replied, sitting down a chair away from Peat. Everyone else followed (except Pinzu), sitting back down and remaining silent.

“So it it my turn up there now or what?” Pinzu asked Saki. “I really wanna slap my dick between those titties, if you know what I mean.”

“I think she’ll be ready in a few minutes.” Saki replied, walking over and taking a seat next to Pinzu. “Thank you again for saving me earlier, Pinzu! You’re my hero.”

“Damn straight.” Pinzu agreed, wrapping an arm around Saki’s shoulder, asserting his dominance over her in his own weird, Pinzu way… Weird, he felt kinda fuzzy with Saki cutely cuddling beside him as he wrapped his arm around her… Eh, it’s probably nothing.

***

After literally 2 hours, Kiriko finally returned to the ground floor, oddly a bit cleaner than when she first introduced herself to everyone.

“Alright everyone, who wants some dinner?” Kiriko asked. The room immediately roared with excitement, exceptions being Cuddles (who doesn’t need to eat) and Pinzu, who wanted Kiriko to eat his prime steak, not the other way around.

“No need. Will go rest. Room?” He asked Kiriko. She tossed him a small card.

“Floor 62. There’s an unfinished area I’m planning to put a garden arena in. It’s big, roomy, and nothing’s in it other then some boxes of killer plant seeds. I’d give you a normal room, but let’s face it, you’re not gonna fit in any of the beds I have.” Kiriko shrugged.

“Understood”. Cuddles took the keycard, and took the lift up for some well deserved rest. Kiriko turned around to face the room again, only to be face to face with Pinzu, who had somehow left his chair and moved all the way to her without making a single sound.

“Hey, you forgetting somebody?” Pinzu asked Kiriko, stomping to infront of her… Also, he was a bit taller than she last remembered him being.

“We’ll fuck AFTER dinner, alright? I’m going to want to go to bed after, and I’d like to have some dinner in me first. Besides, you’re most likely hungry anyways, right? Hunger and sex typically don’t mix... Unless you’re a cannibal, but whatever.”

“Alright, but you better make that shit happen.” Pinzu then backed off, adjusting his oddly tight mask, which, before now, was rather loose.

“Alright everyone, head to floor 078, and one at a time, please. It's possible for people to get spliced together if they share the elevator when riding up.” Kiriko responded. With that being said, everyone formed a sort of disorganised line and began taking turns going to the 78th room of the tower to finally get fed… Hopefully not something disgusting and sciency like whatever that apple Kiriko was eating.

***

Kiriko unlocked the kitchen door with her omni-keycard and let everyone in. To their surprise (except Kiriko’s), plates had already been served for everyone. Each plate along the long dinner table was loaded with wavy french fries and large, almost head sized hamburgers front and center of each plate with a nice little mini-cup of ketchup next to each plate, cause fries and ketchup are a good combo. There were also hardy glasses of water next to each plate, cause hydration is important.

“Wow Kiriko” Squealed Saki, jumping up and down a bit. “You made super big burgers for everyone so quickly! You’re, like, a kitchen wizard, Kiriko!!!”

“Oh no.” Kiriko corrected. “I had prepared myself a burger and fries ahead of time, y’know, by getting some A.I’s to make it while I worked, but since I had the tech, I just cloned enough for everyone. Also saves on resources and time... Kinda, I mean, it did cost me some cloning gel cause you can’t just clone something out of nothing, it needs a whole series of catalysts, and even then, it’s not an exact art since, during the cloning process, things tend to grow and replicate wherever they want, so if you notice the lettice is sorta grown into the patty…” Kiriko stopped upon seeing Saki’s face of absurd, borderline depressing disappointment that Kiriko was not a kitchen wizard, QP also joining in on the absurd amount of disappointment…

“.... I mean… OOOOoooooOOOO, I’m a kitchen wizard with burgermancery.” Kiriko corrected herself, moving her magical wizard fingers around to emphasize the overbearing amount of magic flowing through her wizard veins. Both Saki and QP loudly ‘YAYED’ in celebration of magic being real afterall.

“BULLSHIT!!!” Peat corrected, pointing his right index at Kiriko like an ace attorney. “BURGERMANCERY IS NOT A REAL FORM OF MAGIC!!!” … Kiriko decked Peat in the face with her wizard hand in response to that comment. Nobody argued about the morality of this action, it was pretty justified.

Once Peat had finally got back up with his newly formed black right eye, it was finally time to fucking eat. Kiriko was at one end of the rectangular table, and Pinzu sat on the other far end. Saki, Peat, and Kai sat themselves on the leftmost side (Kiriko’s perspective), and Syura and QP sat across from them. Also, additionally, the table had what seemed to be a little burger maker that cranked out burgers on Kiriko’s demand, so if anyone needed another burger (or fries, of course), she could easily make more… Not that anyone would most likely need that, given the portions they’ve been given.

“Alright!” Pinzu began, grabbing his hazmat mask. “Let’s eat some BURGERS!!!” He then removed the mask so he could start eating… The table became oddly silent and started staring at him for some reason.

“...... What in the everloving fuck.” Kiriko muttered . “.... Okay, um, I know I agreed to the whole paizuri thing, but… You said nothing about…. Uh.”

“Nothing about what?” Pinzu asked, confused. “Being too handsome?”

“.... Uh….” Saki mumbled. “He… He didn’t look like that before.

“Look like what? Is there something on my face.” Pinzu then removed one of his hazmat gloves and began to- WHEN DID HE HAVE CLAWS!? “WHAT IN THE FUCK!?!?”

“Uh….” Saki then reached into her coat and got out the pocket mirror she always had in there to check her- wait didn’t she just get this co- oh whatever, she passed it to Pinzu. “Maybe you should take a look.” Pinzu then snatched the mirror from Saki, slightly scratching her in the process, and awkwardly held it up to his face.

“.... Dear god.” The first thing he noticed was his massive, grotesque, shark-like teeth, so abnormally massive they prevented his now non-existent lips from closing. After that was his unexplained third eye, which was, strangely, located in the same place Roblox Sweet Breaker had burned her cigarette on him… Also, his eyes were green, like green where his whites should be, and even greener in his pupils. His hair also had grown a shit ton and was a vile dark green, and… Shit, even his teeth were a little green.

“... You can fix this right?” Pinzu asked Kiriko while tossing Saki’s mirror behind him, breaking it in the process.

“... I mean, I can give it a shot.” Kiriko replied somewhat uncertain in tone, shrugging a bit.

“Great! Then let’s eat, I’m starving!!!” Everyone then watched in eldritch horror as he extended out his vile neon green tongue, wrapping it around his burger, and ate the thing in one bite. “.... Can I get like, 7 more of these?”

***

Dinner continued on, spite Pinzu’s disgusting transformation, everyone seemed to be enjoying it… Well, except Syura. Not due to being creeped out by how Pinzu scarfed down burger after burger, but because she was still on edge about what he said earlier on the ground floor.

Syura was still yet to tell QP about the incident in the captain’s quarters when she was alone with Pinzu, and even though she didn’t want QP to learn of this at all, it would most likely be best that she break the news to her herself in a private place. Knowing QP, this would probably end fine so long as Syura had the say in how the info is presented, however, there was always the chance she’d fuck it up, and QP would never forgive her for it. There’s also the chance she’d get mad anyways, with reason, and that’s assuming Syura even has the guts to tell her ‘hey, I fucked this guy I just met during our pirate adventure moments before we fucked and you also ate his cum out of my pussy. We still Jam Buds™?’

This would be enough to put anyone on edge, but besides telling her maybe girlfriend she cheated on her day 1 before they even became a thing, but now there’s also Pinzu being more than happy to spill the beans if anyone were to touch on his sex life, which, knowing that Peat was in the same room as him, was bound to be brought up again. Syura’s only shot at having a coin flip chance at QP not hating her forever was dependent on her ability to make sure everyone could keep their mouth shut about sex for the few minutes they all had together during dinner. Only then will she be able to just isolate QP and….. Jesus christ, she started to remember when just a few days ago she was just chilling with QP, playing video games and pretending to be pirates, when did all this dramatic romance bullshit start happening? She’d give anything to just shoot the shit about video games right now and not worry about losing her girlfriend forever.

Syura slowly ate her food, half enjoying, half keeping an ear out for the first person to start talking. She had an easy ace in the hole to redirect the conversation to something else the second Pinzu’s backstory was brought up, she just had to wait for the perfect moment. The group ate in silence for a long while, at least 7 minutes straight of pure, delicate enjoying of a well earned meal (and Pinzu slurping up his meal but that’s fine). Small talk was cracked between some of the people, but nothing of much concern. Until…

“So, P-” Kiriko was immediately cut off by Syura, panicking over the mere idea of Kiriko asking about sex again.

“WOW KIRIKO, THIS BURGER IS REALLY GOOD, HOW DID YOU MAKE IT!?!?” Syura blurted out as loudly as she could, disturbing everyone in the process.

“Oh, um…. It’s actually tofu-”

“WOW, YOU’RE A VEGAN, TELL ME MORE!!!” Syura once again cutoff.

“Uh… No, I’m not a vegan, it’s still technically meat. See, I just used tofu as a catalyst for beef cloning. I don’t have access to cows here, nor do I have a good place to raise proper cattle, but I do have the resources to grow as much tofu as I want, so I ordered a vial or two of cows blood off ‘noneofyourfuckingbusiness.com’ and combined that with the tofu I can grow myself to make real pattys. Additionally, tofu is a surprisingly malleable catalyst, so I can shift it to be grilled, baked, toasted, whatever I-”

“Wow, you must REALLY take pride in your work, Kiriko!” Syura said. Kiriko took a nervous nibble from a fry she had in hand at the sudden and strange interest Syura had in her work. Could it be she was here to steal her work?... No, Syura was too stupid to try something like that… Though, she was really shit at making video games, and may be desperate enough to make money in anyway she could… Whatever, she’ll deal with her later, maybe with some cyanide or just wipe her memory of the last 2 months while she sleeps. For now, however, she should probably stitch the subject away from her work.

“So, um, Peat, as I was about to ask-” Syura’s eyes immediately turned into a dot shape, and she began gripping her fork with extreme force. Not many know what was going on in her head at this moment, but it it were to be assumed, it’d most likely go something like this...

YOU FUCKING IDIOT, YOU JUST FUCKING BLEW OUR ONE ACE IN THE HOLE!!!!! YOU JUST LET IT FUCKING SLIP, AND NOW THERE’S NOTHING WE CAN USE TO DISTRACT PINZU!!! GOD DAMMIT, WE’RE FUCKED, WE’RE JUST FUCKED- calm down, think, how do we counter this? We still have time to think of a new- SHUT UP, WE NEED TO- calm down. She’s gonna talk to Peat for a bit. Just go with the flow, and we’ll naturally guide the conversation away from sex, and in addition, Pinzu, alright? Okay, fine, but this better work, or else- Or else what? We’re the same person- SHUT UP, WHORE!!!

“How’d you end up getting your scrawny blue ass over here again? If I didn’t know any better, I think you were doing it on purpose to have some “quality time” with the fair princess of the tower.~” Kiriko flirted, winking at him.

“I’d accept that offer if I knew you wouldn’t lace your pussy with poison.” Peat replied snarkily, stuffing his face with a handful of fries.

SHIT HERE IT COMES. Don’t worry, I have this under control.

“What, like a video game?” Syura asked, surprisingly calm now after her weird Kiriko interrogation.

You absolute genius. Video games are love. Video games are life.

“... That’s a thing people do in video games?” Peat responded, somewhat confused.

“I mean, it depends on the game. Syura has played many in her times of playing them, and poison is a very popular sort of way to kill people in assassination games!”

“... Including vaginal poison?” Veer it away.

“It depends on the game ;)”

“... There’s some weird fucking games out there.” Peat said, half trying to be sassy, half just speaking the truth.

“I mean, I’m sure shoot-em-up games are more up your alley.”

“Shoot em up games?” BULLSEYE!!! Perfect. “Is that like an FPS or-”

“No.” QP corrected. “Syura taught QP this! Shoot ‘em ups are games involving flying a plane or magical girl while shooting down tons and tons of enemy planes/monsters! FPS games, or ‘First person shooters’ are about being a person at eye-view and shooting people as if you were that exact person! Though, not all games in the first person are shooters. Some games like that can be purely story driven!” Syura shed a tear of pride and at how masterfully QP explained the difference between Shmups and FPSs.

“Wait… I fly and shoot things… Does that make me a plane or magical girl?” Saki asked, raising her hand.

“Oh she’s magical alright.” Pinzu confirmed, nodding his head as he accidentally bit half of his long tongue in half due to saying that while he was grabbing another burger with it. “.... Whoops.” There was a moment where everyone simply stared at Pinzu as he gushed green blood out of his mouth over his plate, his grotesque tongue flopping around due to no longer being connected to him. However, the bleeding swiftly stopped as his tongue simply grew back, and after a bit of struggling, the old tongue stopped flopping and died.

“... That was disturbing!” Saki replied cheerily to that horrific shit. “But why am I magical?”

“Cause yo pussy felt like magic when I fucked it.”

“PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!” Collectively spit taked Kai, Peat, Syura, and Kiriko upon hearing that. As this new information registered in the minds of the 3 sane people, Kiriko began to chuckle, followed by bursting out into hysterics.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!” She began, grabbing her stomach as the laughter began to hurt her, taking short, stuttered breaths in between bursts of laughter. “AHAHAHAHHAHA- ck -AAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!!!! YOU FUCKING WHAT!? AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!” It was at this time Saki felt she was missing out on a joke, and began laughing with Kiriko so as to not seem weird.

“Y-y-y-YOU WHAT!?” Kai stumbled before blurting out, slamming his hands on the table once the information fully registered. “WHEN, HOW, WH-”

“In the back of your taxi dumbass, y’know, while you were dealing with Peat and shit?”

“BULLSHIT! I DIDN’T SEE YOU-” Peat then stopped himself and started thinking about the scene. “.... Actually, you were huddled over Saki in the- I THOUGHT YOU WERE PROTECTING HER!!!”

“Hell yeah I was protecting her, if you know what I mean.”

“Oh- WHY DO YOU CARE, PEAT!?” Kai objected. “YOU LITERALLY TOLD ME TO RAPE HER EARLIER!!!”

“Y’know I already di-”

“NO NO NO NO NO, FUCK NO, NO WITH A SIDE OF FUCK YOU, I MEANT SWOON HER!!! Y’know, like a HUMAN BEING!!! Not fucking SMASH HER DOWN AND FUCK HER, QP CAN USE THAT SHIT AGAINST YOU!!! You can only get positive results if you’re famous, and even then, IT’S MORALLY FUCKED!!! You didn’t listen to a single fucking thing I said, did you!?”

“LIKE HELL I WAS!!! I felt dirty just fucking listening to that shit, and cause of your fucking vocals QP HEARD that, and now SHE thinks I want to fuck Syura, WHEN I DON’T- I mean she’s super hot but- YOU GET THE POINT, I’M NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING OUT OF SPITE, I just wanna be her friend and YOU FUCKED IT!!!”

“Actually I fucked it.” Pinzu attempted to cut in.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!” Both Peat and Kai countered, not caring about the meaning behind what he said as Syura strangely began sweating.

“You are an honest to god piece of shit Peat. Both you, and that fucker Pinzu, can go FUCK yourselves.”

“Oh yeah, that’s rich Mr ‘runs over 20 innocent bystanders’ and thinks he’s the moral high ground no JACK SHIT.”

“I-” Kai then remembered ‘oh shit that was a thing that happened.’ “.... THAT WAS HIS FAULT,” Kai protested, pointing at Pinzu, who was flossing his teeth with his tongue. “ HE-”

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK, YOU WERE DRIVING, YOU DID IT!!!” Kai began to realize Peat had him in a corner.

“Uh…. uh.”

“Whatever, I’m leaving.” Peat then got out of his chair, grabbed Saki by the arm, and began to walk out of the kitchen with her. “And I’m taking Saki too, I don’t TRUST any of you fuckers not to screw her the hell up!”

“B-But I’m not done with my foo-”

“Yes you are Saki. GOODNIGHT!!!” Peat then slammed through the kitchen doors, leaving with the kawaii yellow half-loli. It was dead silent in the kitchen for a solid few moments after Peat jumped ship.. Well, it would be if Kiriko wasn’t laughing so hard at Kai and Peat’s pussy off, but besides that it was quiet.

See? I told you, everything went fine. There was literally nothing to worry about! Yeah I guess you were right this time. Really dodged a fucking bullet on that one. Do not relax quite yet, enjoy the moment yes, but dinner is not quite over, and even then, we still need to talk to QP afterwords. Right, shit, that’s gonna be a nightmare, but at least now no one should have the balls to say anything after that shitshow of a mome-

“What’s rape?” QP asked, being lost on the word back during the conversation and only now interrupting about it so that she wouldn’t cut anyone off.

“Ask Syura, she’s got a fuckin fetish for that shit. I should know, she raped me.” Pinzu replied, lobing some fries into his mouth. “Well, tried to, but hey, whatcha gonna do?”

FUCK!!! FUCK!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO NOW!?!? WHY DIDN’T YOU STOP HIM!?!? HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW!? IT CAME RIGHT OUT OF LEFT FIELD!!! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE SMART ONE HERE, Oh god we’re fucked, man, we’re fucked- CALM DOWN, WE CAN FIX THIS, JUST THINK ABOUT WHAT HE JUST SAID, OKAY!? THIS. IS.SALVAGEABLE. Alright, wise guy, impress me, how do we get out of this?

“Hey… Um… So does anyone know how I was even able to fly using two cutlasses? That was pretty crazy, right? Hehehe” Syura nervously laughed. Kai began to give Syura an expression that screamed ‘what in the ever loving fuck is he talking about’, and Kiriko only belted into another fit of laughter upon hearing that shit.

“HA, HA, FUCKIN, SYURA THE RA- PFFFFFF!! OH! OH MY GOD I’M DYING, HOLY SHIT YOU PEOPLE ARE FUCKED UP!!! HAHAHA- OH GOD MY LUNGS-” Kiriko then fell over backwards in her chair, causing a loud crash. Kiriko was fine, however, indicated by her continuous laughs.

“C’mon Syura, tell QP! It can’t be that bad- I mean, it drove Peat into a bit of a freak, but he’s always like that! You can tell QP!” QP asked, staring at Syura with reassuring eyes.

“UUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH” Syura said, pupils the size of a dead pixel, sweating profusely.

A SUBJECT CHANGE!?!? THAT’S ALL YOU HAD!?!? WE’RE ALREADY IN THIS SHIT, MAN, THERE’S NOTHING ELSE WE CAN DO- AT LEAST I TRIED, OKAY!? THERE IS NO WAY THIS IS GOING TO GO WELL, I DID WHAT I COULD!!! I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU DO BETTER!!! Gimmie the controls, then- I TAKE IT BACK, BACK OFF, NOW!!!- GIMMIE THE FUCKING CONTROLS YOU PUSSY!!!!- GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!!! HELP!!!! HELP!!!!!! I’M GONNA SHOW YOU HOW THE FUCK IT’S DONE, WATCH!!!

“YOU WANTED TO RAPE BOTH ME AND QP, YOU SICK FUCK, DON’T GO TURNING THIS ON SYURA!!!” Syura snapped, teeth gritting, red as a ripe apple. Pinzu had struck a nerve, he knew that much, and it was time to capitalize, if only to just watch her squirm more.

“Hey, bitch, you’re the one who had ME handcuffed. You COULD have just left it there” Pinzu said, putting his feet on the table. “You’re the one who wanted to get sexual, geez”.

“Don’t try to FUCKING DEFEND YOURSELF!!!!” Syura slammed her hands on the table, getting out of her chair to stand up.

“Does it sound like I’m defending myself?” Pinzu began to lean over the table. “Do you really think I’m defending myself? No, I raped Saki, I tried to rape you and QP, and I fucking enjoyed it BOTH times. At least I have the balls to OWN UP TO IT. You tried to rape me legit in your own cutesy wootsy disgusting anime way, but unlike me, you tried to cover it up. So act innocent all you want, but at the end of the day, you were the one stripping with a big old smile on your face in front of a handcuffed rapist.” Pinzu began chuckling manically, staring at Syura’s flabbergasted face. Syura tried to open her mouth, but nothing came out, she had literally no defense. Her brain was completely clogged.

I bet you like this, DON’T YOU, SLUT!? PLEASE NO! I HAVE A HUSBAND, YOU CAN’T- UUUUUAAAAAAAAA~ YEAH, TAKE IT, TAKE IT YOU FILTHY SKANK!!! OH~ OH~ IT’S SO WRONG, BUT SO LEWD, OOOOOOOOOH YES~ FUCK ME!!! HARDER, YESSSSSS~ Your husband *grunt* he’s a weak piece of shit. You need me, bitch, you fucking NEED ME!!! I NEED IT, PLEASE, I NEED IT DEEPER, OOOOOOOOO~

GOD DAMN RAPE FETISH, THIS VERBAL ABUSE WAS TURNING HER ON, GOD DAMMIT!!!

“U-.... Uh…. Uh…” Syura drooled, trying to think of something. Her eyes turned to QP “QP, you- you know this is bullshit, right?” She asked QP. QP was cross eyed, drooling, trying to do her mental equivalent of dividing by zero. Not many know what was going on in her head at this moment, but it it were were it to be assumed, it’d most likely go something like this.

Alright, so Pinzu tried to rape QP and Syura, but then Syura raped him back, and did a “sexual” thing with QP afterwards, which was most likely less than an hour away, which is about 30 minutes…. I think. How long is an hour? Oh, it doesn’t matter, point is it’s not that long. Okay, so we need to figure out what rape is, since this is a very important word to know to figure out what was going on. It has to be something bad, and earlier Pinzu said Syura were doing sexual stuff, cause Syura was stripping in front of Pinzu, which is sexual, so that means that rape most likely has a sexual context, which means rape is sexual. Okay, we got that out of the way, pat on the back!!! *pat pat*. Okay, but what divides rape from the thing QP and Syura did in the pudding? Is there one?... Yeah there has to be, rape has a strictly negative impact, Peat cleared that up earlier for sure. So how can sexual stuff be bad? It felt so good! The way Syura licked QP- oooooooh~, QP is getting all moist thinking about it- FOCUS, FOCUS, WHAT IS RAPE!? Sexual but negative, what is that? Something had to have been said to reflect that…. Handcuffs, Syura handcuffed Pinzu and raped him. She held him DOWN and did sexual stuff. She forced sexual activities? That doesn’t sound like Syura, but she does have a fetish for it…. What is a fetish? OH WAIT, YUKI ALWAYS SAYS QP HAS A FETISH FOR PUDDING, THAT MEANS OBSESSIVE LIKE!!! Syura has a obsession with forcing sexual stuff, that’s gotta be it! Is that why she got all red when Pinzu talked about Rape and Pillaging? If she has a fetish for it, why would she be red…. She went red when QP confessed her love, so….. OH! SHE WAS AROUSED BY IT!!! That makes sense! We are on the right track! Pat on the back!!! *Pat pat*. So Syura forced sexual stuff on Pinzu, then did sexual stuff with QP shortly after. Why would she want to hide this? If Syura likes rape a lot… Did she try to take advantage of QP’s love? Was… Was there no “NO” in that scenario, and QP just went along with it? That can’t be, yet, if Syura loves rape, and saw another opportunity for it… She was very aggressive about the whole thing, and she did start it. QP was fine with just kissing, but then she…. This is getting muddled, FOCUS!!! Okay, Pinzu tried to rape Syura, Syura got aroused, Syura raped Pinzu, Syura found QP, we kissed, Syura went onto QP, we had that moment… SYURA IS A RAPE MANIAC! OF COURSE!!! SHE WAS JUST USING QP LIKE SOME FORM OF SEXUAL DISPOSABLE PAPER TOWEL, AND HAS BEEN TOLERATING HER SINCE!!! I FIGURED IT OUT!!! PAT ON THE BACK!!! *pat pat*

Syura waved her hand over QP’s face, her eyes not following her hand, and a very, very long stream of drool going down her puppy mouth. Kai was getting worried, and Kiriko had, a little while back, stood back up to spectate the death sport that was unfolding before her, hands over her mouth as she tried to contain her laughter for the best part. After a few more seconds, QP finally came back to.

“AHA!!!” QP yelled, pointing a finger into the air “QP FIGURED IT OUT!!!” QP did a full on victorious pose, then looked at Syura, looked at Pinzu, then back at Syura…. “... Did… Did Pinzu… Cum inside-”

“Yes.” ….QP quickly did some more mental math in addition to what she already did, however, she figured out the solution to this one far faster than the last, since instead of being out for 5 minutes, she only tapped out for about 15 seconds before barfing all over the table upon realizing what she ate out of Syura’s vagina earlier.

“Q-Q-QP, are you oka-”

“GET AWAY FROM ME!!!” QP suddenly blurted out at Syura, smacking away Syura’s approaching hand. QP’s heart was pounding, and her breathing quickly became sporadic. Thoughts, memories, and the answers she found in her own head began bouncing around her body, causing her entire body to tremble, a pain slowly growing evermore painful from where Kiriko fixed her. Without knowing what else to do, she ran for the elevator,

“NO, QP!!!” Syura panicked as QP ran. Syura ran after her, and made a quick leap into the elevator before QP could finish entering her room code, causing the two to be warped upwards together… Not too long afterwards, Kai got up and headed to the elevator himself.

“Yo, where you going?” Pinzu asked. Kai merely flipped him off with his red right hand and left. Only Pinzu and Kiriko remained in the room, all sound drowned out by Kiriko’s insane laughter. This was a dinner to remember.

Pinzu finally stopped eating, spat a hot boiling acid loogi to the right, and walked over to Kiriko, who had fallen back on the ground after laughing so hard at QP vomiting upon the realization she ate Pinzu’s cum. Her hair was completely frizzled, her upper shirt was coated in slobber from her trying to contain herself, her eyes were sparkling with sadistic glee, and her arms were totally outstretched.

“Yo, can we get to the whole de-mutation thing already? Cause I’m pretty sure you’re done with your dinner, and everyone else left.” Pinzu asked. Kiriko, still chuckling, reached out a hand for Pinzu to help her up. He did so, and she was able to get off the ground. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out waso she just motioned him to follow her as they left the kitchen, following the footsteps of everyone else.

***

Unlike the others, Pinzu was taken to a special room. It had what looked like two stasis chambers in it.

“So, you seem like a big boy, so I’m just gonna lay it out Pinzu” Kiriko said, trying to tidy herself up a bit with a brush “This is really risky shit I’m gonna do to you, borderline purely experimental, but it’s the best shot I have fixing you.” Pinzu grabbed her collar.

“EXPERIMENTAL!?!? I THOUGHT YOU WERE A PROFESSIONAL!!!” Pinzu screamed at her face.

“I am, and I have done stuff like this before, but the problem is, well, I’ve never tried to de-mutate something as far down the road as you are. Please let go of me so I can explain.” Pinzu did just so. “Jeez, you were a lot calmer earlier, what happened?”

“Yeah, well, shut the fuck up. It’s….” He paused for a moment, a sudden wave of anger washing over him. “This body is starting to get to me, I don’t fucking know, just FIX IT before I rip something, or some-ONE in half.”

"... You should really be careful how you ask for stuff to me."

"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN." Kiriko aborted joke and got back to the point.

“So are you saying the body itself is pissing you off, or is it, like, you just feel angrier in general while in it?”

“The latter, I just… FUCKING, I DON’T KNOW, I just feel this primal need to KILL something now, and I’m not KILLING something, and yelling at Syura was a good vent but JEEZ, I JUST REALLY WANT TO DRINK SOME BLOOD, YOU KNOW!?”

“..... Oh.” Kiriko replied, realizing she was alone in a room with someone who was basically transforming into a bloodthirsty monster, which she was used to, given half the shit she makes, but unlike most of that shit, this one was actually somewhat intelligent, so this was a direct threat to her health. “Well, I’ll cut this short. See those two vats over there? I’m gonna try and find what little human there is left in you, copy that shit, make you a new human body with my cloning goo, take your brain out while you’re out, purify that shit, move it into the new body, and boom, you’re as good as de-mutated.”

“Can’t you just fix this body?”

“PFFFFF.” Kiriko chuckled. “Don’t make me laugh, that shit is far beyond my abilities at this point. It’d be easier just to make you a new body. Besides, I’ll add a few inches to your dick as promised while I’m at it, so it’s a win win.” Pinzu thought about that for a second… Yeah, that sounded fair. “Anyways, can I get an ID or something? I might need to do some plastic surgery on your face to make sure it looks like what you did before being mutated since I don’t know what you looked like before then.”

“Yeah, sure, here.” Pinzu then reached into his cool video game inventory and gave her his State ID cause getting a driver's license was too hard.

“.... You want me to fix your normal face, or-” Pinzu growled. “Okay okay, just checking.”

“I swear to god Kiriko. If I wake up, and I’m still this FUCKING MUTANT SON OF A BITCH-”

“Trust me, you won’t. Either you wake up healthy as a newborn baby, or you’ll be dead.”

“I do not fear death, death fears me.” Pinzu then put his right hand over the right side of his face. “I am the embodiment of all that is impure in this world, and if you fail me, I will end you without a second thought, got it?”

“... That… That was really edgy of you to say.” Pinzu took a moment to think about what he just said.

“... Holy shit, yeah it was. Look, if you can’t do it, please just shoot me, cause I’d rather be DEAD than think saying shit like that passively is a good idea!!! You are the angel that shall guide me to- FUCK, LET’S JUST GET THIS OVER WITH!!!”

“Got it.” Kiriko then took out a tranq gun and shot Pinzu with it, causing his mutated ass to fall over, completely knocked out. While he was out, she took off the last of his beat up hazmat suit, pocketed whatever shit he had on him, and heaved his heavy ass into vat #1 to begin the process. A non-toxic chemical liquid began to fill the vat chamber, and several nerve sensors with needle tips stabbed into his body to get his vital signatures and other data. Now it was all a matter of…. Shit, should she have removed his brain before putting him in or… Fuck, how is she gonna get it now? These things don’t have any device to remove it itself….. Welp, it’s a good thing Kiriko was an excellent improvisor, otherwise, she would be freaking out… Okay, she was freaking out just a little at the idea of this thing busting out and ripping her in half, but still, what could possibly go wrong besides fucking everything?

***

Miraculously, spite Kiriko’s warning, neither Syura nor QP were spliced together. However, now was not the time to be glad that the two didn’t transform into a single being, now was the time to stop QP from isolating herself in her room before Syura could say anything to her.

“QP, WAAAAIT!!!” Syura yelled, chasing QP through the halls of the tower. QP slid her keycard for her room, causing the door to slide up, and she went in. Before it was too late, Syura dash-rolled in just as it closed Indiana Jones style behind her.

“Okay! This seems REALLY BAD, but please, hear Syura out, this isn’t-”

“GET OUT!!!” QP cried, grabbing a pillow and proceeding to whack Syura with it. “GET OUT!!! GET OUT OF HERE!!!! LEAVE!!! BE GONE!!!!” QP screamed over and over, whacking Syura rapidly with the fluffy object.

“OW, okay stop- OW, stop please, let- FUCK, let Syura explain- OOMF, can you let me explain ple- MMM-!” Syura tried to say, trying to fend off the deadly pillow.

“SYURA EXPLAINED ENOUGH!!! You did sexual stuff with Pinzu, then you move onto QP cause it wasn’t enough! Syura used QP’s love as an opening, and Syura USED QP AND LET HER EAT PINZU’S CUM!!!” QP screamed, slamming the pillow harder and harder, until the case finally broke from abuse, causing feathers to fly all around the room.

“What!? NO! Syura would never- I mean, yeah, she knew about the cum- SHE WAS TIRED AND WASN’T THINKING AND SHE THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD, OKAY!? Syura wanted to do the right thing and return the favor!” Syura pleaded to QP, but however, instead of backing off, QP went for the lamp.

“QP JUST WANTED THE KISS!!! THAT WASN’T ENOUGH FOR SYURA, SHE WANTED MORE!!!!” QP tossed the lamp at Syura. Syura rolled a higher evasion and dodged it, however.

“Okay! Maybe I sorta took it a step further than I should have, but you didn’t say no-” QP tossed another lamp.

“YOU LED QP INTO THINKING THAT WAS NORMAL!!! But apparently IT WASN’T NORMAL!!! IT WAS AN EXCUSE TO DO SEXUAL STUFF WITH QP!!! Was Pinzu not enough!? Was QP at least a little better?” *Dazed, Reeling, About to break.* +2000

“Ye- n- SYURA THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD, OKAY!? It was emotional, and you forced that kiss, and I got all hot from it, and I just… I just wanted some more of yo- THAT IS NOT WHERE I WANTED THAT TO GO-” But it was too late, QP grabbed the Scientifically-Accurate Atheism Bible from the nightstand and chucked it at Syura. Direct hit.

“QP IS NOT A RAPIST!!! QP just felt your lips, and it felt right, and QP wanted more! And…. UUUUURG, QP’S JUST AS BAAAAAD!!!!” QP sat on the bed and began crying again. Syura approached her slowly.

“Hey, hey, it’s fine, it’s like I said, it was emotional and scary, and we just sorta-” Syura was cut off from being whacked by the bed’s second pillow.

“SYURA COULD HAVE SAID NO!!!” screamed QP, whacking Syura again to get her to back away. “Syura STILL did sexual stuff with Pinzu, she still had that satisfaction, she could have just NOT played with QP’s heart, she could have avoided all of this!!!”

“HEY YOU JUST SAID YOU’RE HALF RESPONSIBLE!!!”

“QP DID BUT SYURA NEEDS TO OWN UP TO-”

“I AM YOU IDIOT!!!” Syura very violently snapped at her, causing QP to reel back a bit on the bed, ears folding back in fear. “I’ve said that at least THREE times now! I’m sorry, I’m confused, I fucked up, I’M. SORRY. Is that not good enough for you!? WHAT MORE INFO DO YOU NEED TO GET ACROSS I WAS STUPID AND FUCKED UP!?!? I’M SORRY I FUCKED EVERYTHING BECAUSE I LOVED YOU!!! IF YOU WANT ME TO JUST DIE, SAY IT AND I’LL DO IT, OKAY!? THAT’S HOW BAD I FEEL ABOUT ALL THIS SHIT!!!!” Syura, after letting all of that out, took several raspy, deep breaths… She then fell onto her knees, and began to cry.

“I-I-I’m sorry, QP, you’re… You’re not stupid I… I’m stupid…. I….” She stopped talking, and fell forwards onto her elbows, crying even deeper, the unbearable guilt of what she’s done swelling over her.

QP sat on her bed, half in tears, unsure of what to say in response. How could she respond? She knew she couldn’t forgive Syura, not after the horrible, wretched thing she did to her, but… But she wanted to. She badly wanted to forgive her. To just get off the bed and hug her and tell her it was alright, and that they would be friends forever, but… She knew that was wrong… Wasn’t it? It had to be, she… She raped QP, she… She couldn’t think over Syura’s crying, watching as she no longer had the strength to keep herself up and fell onto the ground altogether, balling up and weeping into her legs on the ground below QP’s bed… She… She called QP stupid and meant it, but… But she took it back- but that doesn’t make it right, she knows how QP feels about that- but she was mad- Fuck her, she doesn’t get to be rewarded for being such a terrible person!!!... Such a terrible, terrible friend. Such a terrible person who… Who was always with QP… Every single day of her life. Who fought off the bullies who called QP stupid, who took her to Syura’s house and played video games with her, who taught QP basic coding to make her feel smarter… Whos smile lit QP’s heart ablaze with happiness…. Who… Who she shared her most precious pudding with… Who she wanted to spend… Spend the rest of her life with… Forever… And ever… And ever……..

Syura continued to bawl on the floor, unable to think, unable to breath, unable to do anything but cry. She felt nothing but despair drift around her body, along with the sickening feeling of her sugar-caused disease crushing her body even harder than it would normally feel. It… It was over. She ruined the best thing that had ever happened in her life over the span of a single day. There was nothing she could ever do to fix this, she…….

Hands had made their way around her back, crossing over her stomach, and then began to hug her while she laid in her fetal position, soft words from behind singing to her as the person around her shook slightly.

“Holding on, love’s poor grip, so it ends, no clarity. It’s quite odd, I can’t help but feel true happiness is found alone. Holding on, life’s poor grip, so it ends, too easily. It’s quite odd, I can’t help but feel true happiness is found alone.”

It… It was their song… That stupid pop song the two sang together all the time, like… Like they always used to.

“... QP.” Syura mumbled, reaching down to feel one of QP’s paws hugging around her. “... QP…. QP.” She repeated almost ritualistically.

“In a dream, in a dream, I’ve been thinking through the the dreams that I have seaside, near the growing tide, lies a kitten’s sweet demise.”

“QP… You can’t.. I… I don’t des-… I…. I’m sorry, I…. QP…” She suddenly felt QP’s other hand, the one not being held by Syura’s hand, move up her body, and begin to cup one of Syura’s breasts. “Q….. QP.” QP pressed down on the breast, her nipple slipping between QP’s index and middle fingers, followed by QP closing her fingers around it slightly to tease her. “QP…. No, don’t you… You can’t-”

“QP isn’t giving Syura a choice.” She coldly replied. “She is a pirate, and pirates take what they want.” Her other hand then slipped out of Syura’s grip, and down to her nether regions. “QP disguised herself as Pinzu to make her feel bad, and did it again for fun, and now she’s going to have her way with you again, and since QP has the only key, there’s nothing you can do to escape.” Syura’s mind fluttered around what QP said, knowing what she was saying was clearly not true, until… She realised what she was doing… What she was playing.

“N.. N-no, Captain QP, you… You savage, you can’t, I-I’m your first mate.”

“You are nothing but a chew toy to QP, and she will explore every orifice you have by the nights end.” She then bit Syura’s right ear slightly as she began to press deeper onto Syura’s tit, and rub her aching nethers harder. The infection only caused it to hurt, but… Syura loved the pain. It made it feel all the more real, thus… All the more pleasurable.

“... Thank you.” Syura whispered once out of character, before giving herself up to QP… To the person she loved the most in the whole wide world.

***

Pinzu finally got out of his pod. He was in the buck, of course, and took a look at his hand… Wait, why was he looking at his hands, he’s fine

“HOLY SHIT IT WORKED.” Kiriko said, looking at Pinzu. “Quick! Tell me wha-”

“Holy shit, I found Kiriko!!!” Pinzu declared triumphantly, followed by looking around. “Oh, oh man, I sting like hell… What happened!? How did I get here?”

“..... What’s the last thing you remember?” Kiriko asked Pinzu, scared he’s gone full Shadow the Hedgehog.

“Like… I remember killing that snowball beast, kinda, then going into the tower, then there was a bright flash, and … Shit, didn’t I have two giant green dicks before?”

“Oh thank christ, you didn’t forget much. Anyways, to re-introduce myself, I am Kiriko, greatest and, might I add, sexiest scientist in the world.” Kiriko bowed a bit. “And YOU have been cured of being a mutated abomination”

“... When did that happen?”

“I don’t fuckin’ know, I think you got exposed to some radiation or, some shit, it’s not important, the point is that you’re not that anymore and are cured, so, you’re welcome.”

“Well, uh, thanks, I guess.” Pinzu then reached out to handshake Kiriko, and Kiriko accepted, only for Pinzu to squeeze too hard.

“OW OW OW, WATCH IT!!!” Kiriko yelped, Pinzu releasing his grip upon her sudden outburst.

“Huh? Why?” Pinzu asked.

“Nothing you could predict, you have nanoweave limbs now… For, like, all your limbs. Shit KIIIIIIIIINDA got fucked, since, well, okay, I’ve never really cloned human limbs before, and it turns out making new hands from scratch is REALLY fucking hard, like you think drawing fingers is hard, try cloning that shit. Came out as sort of lobster claws 3 times, so I decided to just do your head and torso and just custom tailor your limbs from nanoweave. Shit’s typically better than normal limbs anyways since they’re not limited by all these stupid biological factors and shit.”

“Wait… Cloned? How did you……. WHAT THE FUCK!?!?” Pinzu screamed. He saw behind him, in the tank next to what was his, a giant, green, mutated Pinzu.

“Yeah, well, I WAS gonna brain transplant you, but then I remembered ‘WHOOPSIE, I NEED TO TAKE OUT THE BRAIN FIRST!!!’ as well as discovering some other holes in my plan, and by then you were already in the tank, and no offense, but mutant you was FUCKING SCARY, I mean if I let him out without him being fixed, he most likely would have killed me! So instead of doing that, I extracted some brain matter from your base brain, purified that, synchronized all the shit in there that has memories, except, I guess, from the last hour or two, whatever, put that shit in, blah blah blah. Point is, you’re alive and not THAT thing.” Pinzu registered the info presented, and began to look at and grip his hands.

“Does…. Does that mean I’m not even me? Just some clone?” Pinzu asked in some disbelief.

“Do you care?” Pinzu took a moment to register that as well.

“... Not really, no.”

“Good, now anyways, along with the ruffies, which I changed to something else on your request because of... “ Kiriko pinched the bridge of her nose, disbelieving in what she was about to say. “Because you’re more honorable than Bill Cosby.”

“Damn straight.”

“Yeah, that., and we’re going to have sex.” Pinzu nodded to this… Then did a double take.

“R-really?”

“Yeah, why not? Haven’t been fucked in a while, it’s good exercise, wanna just head to my room and do it?”

“Uh… Sure, yeah!”

“Alright, follow me.” Kiriko then began to walk out of the room, hitting the lightswitch on the way out, and naked cloned Pinzu followed her lead to her room. He had no idea what the fuck was going on, but honestly, if it meant he got to fuck a bitch with tits THAT big, it was cool with him. Kiriko personally didn’t know what she was going to do with the scary mutant Pinzu, though… Probably just set him free in the jungle and spectate him killing everything… Yeah, that’ll be fun, and since the tower is indestructible, there’s no chance for him to get his stupid revenge. It’s a win win!!!

***

Pinzu and Kiriko reached Kiriko’s room. Kiriko walked up to her room door, which was designed not to open unless a specific code was entered/someone inside the room let the person in the lift in, then punched in the code and opened the door.

“Wooooooah.” Pinzu said, walking in and noticing the total trainwreck that was her room, not in it being naturally messy, but rather, half the shit in there was smashed. “What happened in he-”

“Nothing.” She coldly snapped, taking off her lab coat and tossing it off, the coat making an odd, loud, metal clunk upon hitting the ground right next to a pile which was definitely Pinzu’s shit, including his sword, shield, Final Battle card, hazmat, guns, ect.

“So… Where are the dru-”

“In one of the guns.” Kiriko responded, sitting down on the side of her large round two person bed to take her shoes off. “It’s a bullet based LSD that causes vivid hallucinations for whoever is shot with it. It also has a medicative coating so it heals the wound it makes as soon as it’s made, then the rest harmlessly dissolves into the bloodstream, and works it’s charms. Should work on just about anyone, including Krila, and once hit, ‘no’ no longer becomes a part of their vocabulary. Get i- HEY!!!” Kiriko instantly snapped upon seeing Pinzu picking up the picture next to her nightstand.

“Who’s this bitch?” Pinzu asked, showing it to her. “I know that’s you, but who’s that bitch next to yo-”

“PUT THAT DOWN, NOW.” She demanded, staring daggers into Pinzu’s soul.

“No fuck you, who’s this bitch or I’ll smash this shit on the gro-” Kiriko took out a scalpel from her skirt pocket. “OKAAAAAAAAY, PUTTING IT DOWN, SEE?” He put the picture down. Kiriko got up, pointing the scalpel towards Pinzu, who backed the fuck off a bit to give her room for whatever she was doing. She put the scalpel away, and picked up the photo to check for anything ruinous. As she had expected, Pinzu smudged the glass of the picture with his foul fucking hands. To clean it, she breathed a bit on it, got out a small rag made for cleaning glasses out from the stand under it, and began to wipe it clean.

“There there, honey.” She said to the picture. “All better. All better. All better. See? You’re fine.” She then snapped her glance towards Pinzu. “DON’T TOUCH SHIT THAT DOESN’T BELONG TO YOU!!!” She then snapped back to the picture. “Finefinefinefinefinefinefine, you’re fine.”

“... Shit, I have no idea what guys see in crazy chicks.” Pinzu snarked. Kiriko finally put down her precious fucking photo of her and some other bitch and laid down on the bed, and placed a bottle of odd clear liquid she’d need for the upcoming events down on the nightstand.

“Let’s… Let’s just go, okay?” She then began to unbutton her purple button down shirt, slowly revealing the bra she wore underneath it. Popping a boner almost instantly, Pinzu jumped onto the broad as soon as possible, ready to get the plowing going asap.

While sitting on her pelvis, the first thing Pinzu dealt with was Kiriko’s bra, which he-

“Here.” Kiriko said, passing him a scalpel. “Cut it off.”... Alright. He took the scalpel, and took it to the middle part of her bra. With a single, easy cut, the section cut free, allowing Pinzu to simply reach for the cups and slowly move them away, revealing to him Kiriko’s massive, plump D cup breasts, the heavenly moonlight casting out from the window illuminating them from the left side to create a beautiful picture that Pinzu could stare at forever.

After letting Pinzu admire her body for a bit, the attention of which she heavily enjoyed, Kiriko reached for the bottle of liquid, uncapped it, and proceeded to pour the somewhat goopy contents onto her breasts. The clear ooze dribbled down her round spheres, reflecting a beautiful moonlit glow as it creeped down her body.

“It’s just lube.” She spoke. “Want to do the honors of rubbing it in?” Without even hesitating, Pinzu slammed his hands onto Kiriko’s breasts, causing her to grunt in a mix of pain and pleasure from his roughness. With his hands on her jubblys, he began to rub his hands around them, first around the soft skin around the center of her tits, and then slowly after working his way up to the center where her nipples lay. He could feel the bump of skin rotating around in the palm of his hand, stiffening as he moved around it more and more. Just for fun, he slapped her right breast.

“Guh.” Kiriko grunted upon impact, the loose skin of her tits jiggling as the shockwave of Pinzu’s attack made its way around her chest, lubrication slashing off slightly from the hit. “That.. That was good… Harder.” She asked. Pinzu did just so, slapping her right tit again with slightly more force. Kiriko moaned again from this hit, her breathing intensifying slightly. “Again.”

*slap*

“Again”

*slap*

“Again.”

*slap*

Her breathing had become more erotic from the hits, her right tit now slightly bruising from the constant abuse. She received another slap, and her right leg bet upward a bit from the excessive pleasure of being abused. She couldn’t resist any longer. She reached her right hand down to her crotch, lifted her skirt, and began to rub her freshly moistened nether region.

“You can… Slide it between them now.” She told Pinzu softly as she went to work on herself, eyes closed and head now slightly rotated to her right, hips slightly moving, wanting to be fucked, but knowing it was not time yet.

As she wished, Pinzu took his erect (slightly modified lengthwise) cock, and gently slid it between Kiriko’s massive chest orbs. He then clamped his hands on their outermost sides, and began to squeeze them around his pulsating member. The skin of her boobs enveloped his member with their warm, pleasurable texture, the wetness of the lube giving a vague, sensual sensation, but still highly present moist feeling as the two breasts squeezed together.

With all the preparations done, Pinzu finally began to thrust between Kiriko’s well lubricated tits, the action of which causing a lewd sloshing noise to be created with every thrust between them. Kiriko could feel Pinzu’s warm legs tightening against the sides of her body as he proceeded to thrust between her large masses, his arms tightly gripping her shoulders for support as he digged in. It felt like she Kiriko was trapped in a vice of meat, Pinzu lightly squeezing her tender sides while crushing her shoulders… She liked it.

“... Y-you’re good.” She softly cooed as Pinzu continued to thrust upon her, beads of his sweat trickling off of his head and onto her chest. “... Can… Can I touch your hair?” she asked Pinzu.

“The fuck are you asking me that?” He responded. “Just do it, pussy.” Kiriko then sharply opened her eyes and looked at Pinzu.

“... Right… Nevermind.”

“Nevermind wha-”

“Nothing, just….” She suddenly lunged her head forward and took in the head of Pinzu’s cock into her mouth, a sudden action Pinzu was not expecting. Pinzu decided to capitalize on this and thrusted specifically into Kiriko’s mouth, grabbing the back of her head with both hands to force her to take the whole thing in at once. She made a slobbery gagging noise as more than she could chew slid down her throat, followed by a moan of ecstasy. Afterwards, she began bobbing her head back and forth on his member, her left hand reaching for her left tit, her other hand still down where the sun never shines.

Kiriko’s tongue lay valiantly at the bottom of Pinzu’s cock, cupping against his length and sliding up and down as Kiriko blew him. He could feel her mouth water to his taste, to the divine flavor of his manhood, of the light taste of sexual fluids slowly exiting his hole in anticipation of performing ejaculation. It excited her more, the craving of his cum intensifying as he went deeper into her mouth. Her lust grew so much so she began to pinch her own nippe to stimulate her growing desire for the taste, as well as inserting a few fingers into her love casem. She direly, direly needed his cum.

As her blowjob continued, she began to feel her climax coming. Her left hand girated around her breast faster and faster to satiate her need to be touched, her fingers crawling evermore deeper into herself to satiate her most primal needs. All she needed now was Pinzu’s perfect formula to exit into her mouth to complete it. To speed up the process, she began to move her head faster, tilting her head left and right so her lips would move around his member in more ways than just back and forth, and at the same time, breathing as loudly and erotically as she could to please Pinzu even more. She could feel it now, his groans told it all. He was about to cum. It was only a bit more time now until the payload entered her. She moved faster and faster, back and forth, back and forth, tongue licking around the bottom most part of his shaft, hot air sweeping over the top of his dick from her nose. She could taste the precum now, the bottom of his cock expanding as cum moved up it for the release. Almost… Almost….

As Pinzu climaxed, he grabbed the back of Kiriko’s head harder, slamming her face against his pelvis. Her pupils dilated and reeled back as she felt the tip of his dick forcefully slam down her throat once more, and, as she had so desired, release a thick stream of cum down her neck. She could taste some of the excess wash up into her mouth, and onto her tongue. The taste… The taste of fresh seman… it was amazing. She couldn’t keep it back anymore, she was cumming. She… She was.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH~” Kiriko hollered into Pinzu’s dick as her cunt squirted in lustful delight, her legs coming together, clamping her hand forcefully between her thick thighs, and forcing her love nectar to drench her hand. Right when he only had a few squirts left, he released his grip on Kiriko, causing her head to slide clean off of his dick so he could spray her in the face with another clean shot of cum, and, to finish off, two more onto her lovely breasts, one on the left, and one on the more than abused right…. He was done. Pinzu collapsed onto the bedding beside Kiriko, and fell asleep right then and there.

Kiriko laid on the bed, breathing heavily, gasping for air… She took her drenched right hand out from her pussy, and onto her right breast, collecting some of the hot, fresh cum that laid upon it, and took it into her mouth, licking up as much of it as she could for nobody’s pleasure other than her own, gently closing her eyes as she enjoyed her dessert… She opened her eyes again, and… Began to see them again.

Vivid, purple ribbons of neon light dancing around the room, fluttering gently across the destruction she left behind in her violent wake after Saki… She could feel the ribbons brush against her skin as they made their rounds around the place… They made her sleepy… It was so hard for her to get tired nowadays, she… She’d always think of… It… It’d be a pill-less night tonight… She was glad… She needed a break… She didn’t even need to close her eyes, they already were closed before she could give them a command. She softly fell asleep with this stranger in her bed, satisfied with tonight's erotic adventure.

***
Hours Later

The tower’s power went off, and the doors to the tower, as per programmed protocol, all opened up so that, if Kiriko was in an isolated area, she could easily leave to the hallways and access the ventilation shafts no matter where she was to make an escape. The idea of her monsters escaping did not scare her, she was more than any of them could handle, thus this plan seemed alright in her book… However, tonight, of course, something more terrible was released.

As the power went off, the vat keeping him in his sleep opened, spilling its liquid chemicals out, and causing him to collapse onto the floor on his hands and knees. It was pitch black, yet, he could see clearly through his malformed, mutated eyes in an odd, hazy green night vision. His head swirled around as he clambered up onto his feet, grabbing a nearby table to hoist himself up. Unsure of what to do, or where he was, he staggered through the halls, and into a nearby bathroom to check a mirror. He could barely see, spite his night vision, but through a bit of squinting and focus, he was able to see himself through the pitch blackness…

…. No…..

The same three eyes.

The same shark teeth.

The same green skin.

The same… Everything, but… Grown worse over time… He was… He was a full blown monster now...

“Kiriko…..” He muttered, disbelieving in what it was seeing “... You bitch……. YOU BITCH!!!”’

*Refernse made to "Goodbye, Ms Flower Theif's English Cover" by Rachie was made in this chapter.
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