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"Really?" You hear a louder conversation starting down the table. Yuuki and Charlotte are asking Elise some questions. "How long has he been getting in?"

The young girl nods, and then seems confused by this line of questioning.
"Uh, always? Ethan's my brother."
Ethan, of course, is the white-haired boy who is very talented with locks and security. You're pretty sure he's living on the streets at this very moment.

Which is why Elise telling a princess and a very straight-edge hero about her sneak-thief brother is a poor choice to say the least. She doesn't seem to understand the implication that she could be putting her brother at risk.

"I'll ask security to double up on your quarters, and to check exterior entrances. There should NOT be some random kid sneaking into girls rooms at night." Charlotte crosses her arms.

"Now hang on." You try to interject on his behalf, "He's totally not doin' somethin' suspicious. He's her brother. He's just usin' what he knows to keep in touch with the only family he has left."
Charlotte seems a little dismissive, "You really believe the old talltale about estranged royal bloodline coming out of a street urchin? That's the oldest story in the book. I rather he watches from afar before he decides to 'keep in touch' with my new little sister."

You can tell Elise is none too happy about overhearing that.

"Hey, c'mon, ye never even met the kid." You try to bargain with Charlotte.
"Do you think meeting him will change my mind?" Cats, man. What is it with cats?

"Aye just think yer thinkin' the worst of him without meetin' him face to face."

Charlotte sighs,
"So what do you suppose I do?"

>Just meet him.
>Do it after the battle tomorrow.
>Er heck, do it tonight.
>Aye dun know, nothin' will probably change yer mind.
>Drink.
>Other?

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>>1684560
>Drink.
>Just meet him.
>Drink.

>>1684560
>Drink
>Just meet him.
>Er heck, do it tonight.
>You should know, he actually has your families mark.

>>1684560
>Just meet him.
>Drink.
>He has your family mark.

>>1684560
>>Just meet him.
>>Er heck, do it tonight.
>>You should know, he actually has your families mark.

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These are the kind of conversations you hate getting involved in.
What was it that Atsuko said about you being a doormat that fixes everyone's problems?

You pick up your mug and take a hearty drink from it. You're not quite in danger of passing out, but it would be helpful if you did before you got involved with anyone else's family life.

"Just meet 'im, Lass." You're not sure why Charlotte seems to dismissive. "Do it tonight, even. Ye weren't so adverse to the idea of havin' a long lost sister, why is a brother so insultin'?"
"Jack, listen, everyone is a some kind of cousin-of-cousin-of"

"He has yer family mark, Charlotte."

This causes the white-haired woman to sit ramrod straight in her chair.
"WHAT?!"
"Yep, right on his neck." You point to the spot you remember it being, right at the edge of his spine.

"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?!" Charlotte seems legitamitely upset that she's just learning about this now.

"Um." Elise thinks the question is directed at her, but doesn't get to answer.
"Well Lass." You take another drink from your mug, "Ye never asked."

Oh man, Cody overheard that and just started laughing like a madman. Louise seems confused as to why her summoner is suddenly turning a shade of red. Elise has decided that her big mouth has gotten her in enough trouble, and wisely decided not to say anything.

"I can't believe- Fine, Jack. I'll meet him tonight. Where can I find him?"
"Beats me." You take another bite from your food.

"What?!"
"He's out in the city somewhere. He lives on the streets, it's not like aye can just wave my hand and find him."

"After this, you're going with me to help me find that kid." Charlotte scoffs.

Jokes on her, though. You don't plan to leave this room without someone carrying you out!

"Are we really going to go look for that kid?" Louise frowns, and you notice her use of the word 'we'.
"I'm afraid I have to, Louise." Charlotte takes a sip from whatever-it-is that she's drinking.

"Hmph." Louise turns back to her food.

>'ey Louise, what's yer problem with him?
>'ey Louise, Ready for tomorrow's fight?
>aye noticed ye and Kayda training earlier.
>That teleport thing is still really nice. Did ye two learn anything new recently?
>More drink
>Try not to pass out
>Other?

>>1688029
>That teleport thing is still really nice. Did ye two learn anything new recently?
>aye noticed ye and Kayda training earlier.
>Try not to pass out

Could probably find the kid by walking around town with an unguarded coin purse hanging off her belt

>>1688029
>That teleport thing is still really nice. Did ye two learn anything new recently?
>Try not to pass out
>Hey, maybe we can just call him instead of looking for him, we just have to be loud enough

>>1688029
>That teleport thing is still really nice. Did ye two learn anything new recently?
>aye noticed ye and Kayda training earlier.
>Try not to pass out

>>1688029
>That teleport thing is still really nice. Did ye two learn anything new recently?
>aye noticed ye and Kayda training earlier.
>Try not to pass out
>Food and water

>>1688029
>'ey Louise, what's yer problem with him?
>More drink
>Try not to pass out

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"What's yer problem with 'im, anyway. Louise?"
"He's just so WEAK!" Louise grumbles, "He's weak, he's whiny. He's not cool at all."
"Not all people are gonna be as strong as you are, Louise." Yuuki tries to correct her, "You're one of a kind."

"I know, but still."

"That teleport thing is still really nice, Louise." You try to take her mind off of Ethan, "Aye noticed ye and Kayda trainin' earlier. Did ye two learn anything new recently?"

"We did!" Louise's sour mood perks up, "We learned a team attack! Didn't we, Kayda?"

"Uh, um. I wouldn't call it a team attack, but-!"

"Of course it's a team attack, I throw a lightning bolt, and then she lights it on fire. Teamwork!"

Oh, you're going to have to see this one tomorrow. You've seen lightning before, but flaming lightning? That is a new definition that you want to see explored.
Especially if it's demonstrated on Atlas.

"Aye, that sounds amazin', Lass."
"It is!" Louise seems insistent.

Kayda seems far more bashful. Instead of saying anything, she instead chooses to pretend Louise isn't there and eat her food.

"Learn anythin' else?"
"Yes but, it's a secret!"

"Huh, secret, eh?"

"Yep! It's a big, powerful secret attack that-"
"Louise." Kayda scolds her friend, "It's not much of a secret if you go and tell everyone."

"Ah hah. Right!" Louise smiles sheepishly.

A secret attack? Well, you look forward to seeing it. You have something of your own up your sleeve; so you can only guess what kind of mischief they're up to.

"So, looks like ye got-"

Woh, things got a little tipsy there. You're thinking that you've maybe drank one too many beers in the last few minutes in an attempt to stay merry.

Food and water, that's what you need to overcome this. You just need food, and water.

>Tuile, what are your plans for the battle? You're not participating, are you?
>Madeleine, aye think aynthghnngnn.
>Woh, everything tasted kind of blue, for a moment.
>Tell us more about things ye've been doin' Louise.
>That dress still looks nice on you, Kayda.
>Other?

>Whatever you choose, roll a 1d100. Best of three.

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1692677
>Eat something
>Madeleine, aye think aynthghnngnn.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>1692677
>That dress still looks nice on you, Kayda.
>Madeleine, aye think aynthghnngnn.

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1692677
>That dress still looks nice on you, Kayda.
>Madeleine, aye think aynthghnngnn.

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You take a massive hunk of whatever-kind-of-meat from the center of the table. Quickly, you bite into it. The elegant spices quickly drag you back into reality. The feeling of good food combined with good drink is enough to keep you in the waking world just a bit longer.

Whew, you need to keep talking. You need to keep the conversation going.

"Kayda, that dress still looks nice on ye."
She frowns, "No it doesn't."

"It sure does." Yuuki looks over to the blushing girl, and smiles.

"No, no it doesn't." She blushes even harder at the attention.

"I think it's really pretty." Charlotte gets in on the teasing.

"So do I." Greta is on the rebound.

Kayda tries to ignore everyone by focusing her attention away from them. They continue to remark on how pretty and cute Kayda looks, and you continue to try and stay conscious.
That was a good strategy, but you'll need to keep going if you hope to outpace it. Especially considering that you just inadvertantly drank another mug of beer.

"Madeleine, aye think anngngngndngngn-"

Woh, you got a bit too far into dreamland that time. Mentally, you slap yourself and regain your posture.

Madeleine is trying to hold back a huge grin. You think she knows exactly what almost happened there.

"What aye meant to say was- 'Thanks fer yer assistance the other day with Antonin.'"
"No problem, Jack." Charlotte drinks lightly from her glass. "It felt good to get a little payback after those comments he made, anyway."

Ah, right. He was the one who heckled her when she came to fix up Louise. A part of you wonders if he regrets what was said.

"Later, aye'll need yer assistance with 'im. He's sleepin' a lot. Maybe check him over?"
"I'll keep a mind to do it tomorrow." Madeleine smiles, but she's looking across from her and not at you.

"And Tuile, aye-"

Oh.
Oh that's what Madeleine is smiling at.

Tuile's out like a light.

She leans over gently in her chair, breathing lightly. Apparently she didn't quite realize that she was hitting the edge of sleep as quickly as you were.

>Let her sleep
>Maybe she has a good idea, it's time to stop
>Wake her up
>Try not to laugh
>Back to teasing Kayda.
>Other?

>>1694665
>Let her sleep
>Maybe she has a good idea, it's time to stop

>>1694665
>Let her sleep
>Try not to laugh

>>1694665
>Let her sleep
>Try not to laugh
>Back to teasing Kayda.

>>1694665
>Let her sleep
>Maybe she has a good idea, it's time to stop
>Take her somewhere comfortable? Is there a couch in here?
>Back to teasing Kayda.
>>Looking good or not is up to other people to judge.

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You could wake her up and force Tuile to rejoin the festivities.
Then again; you don't think you will. She needs to rest, especially considering that she outpaced you in alcohol consumption about an hour ago.

It's-
Really funny, actually.

You look toward Madeleine, and she's barely able to keep a straight face.

Slowly she starts to grin.
Then you start to grin.
Suddenly, it's a giggle.

You both try to keep from bursting out laughing as Tuile snorts slightly in her snooze. Maybe you should take her someplace comfortable?

Nope, nope, no need to. Alicot, being the good maid that she is, has noticed what you're laughing at and has called several maids over to gently lift her out of her seat. The rest of the table falls silent for a moment as she princess is gently escorted away.

That's the cue for the entire table to burst out laughing!
Even Kayda! That's the first smile she's had all night!

"You look a lot cuter when you're laughing, Kayda." Madeleine picks up on what you're thinking, and decides to join in.

"Am not!" Kayda's laugh disappears into a pout.

That just causes the table to laugh even harder.

"C'mon Lass, Lookin' good isn't up to other people to judge." You try to give some words of encouragement, "Yer gonna be cute whether we think so er not!"

"I'm not cute." She insists, "I'm just wearing a cute dress."

"Oh, so you think the dress is cute?" Nice one, Madeleine.

That causes her to huff and focus on her food again. Dorje, sitting across from Kayda, dons a similar blush that she has.

This results in Greta having the best idea of the night.
"I think after this, we need to get Kayda and Dorje to go on a date." Greta smiles, "She spends too much time alone."

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Kayda and Dorje seem to respond at the same time.

>Encourage this.
>Drift off to sleep, laughing at the display.
>Continue drinking.
>Laugh
>Now, now, that's enough teasing for one night
>Other?

>>1699748
>Encourage this.
>Continue drinking.
>Laugh

>>1699748
>Encourage this.
>Continue drinking.

>>1699748
>Encourage this.
>Laugh
>Continue drinking.
can't wait for Cody to say something about Kayda and Greta

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"A date? Yar! That sounds like a great idea!" You laugh, and then take another gulp of your drink.

"Yeah, that might be- um."
Yuuki stops as she notices how red Kayda's face is getting.

That doesn't stop Greta one bit!
"-That would be amazing!" Kayda's summoner grins, "It would be so romantic, we could get you both a reservation at that really nice-"

"You sure you want that, Greta?" Cody interjects with an observation of his own, "I thought you had taken more of a liking to Kayda, yourself."

That really strange remark causes both Kayda and Greta to simply turn their heads to him, and stare.
You hear a slap as Amaretti gives her hero a light punishment for his untimely remark.

"What I mean is, I thought you were more of Kayda's typ-"
This is followed by another slap.

Keep trying Cody, just keep on trying.

"Never mind." He goes back to his much-stiffer liquor, and keeps his mouth shut.

"Whatever." Kayda sighs, "I'm not interesting enough to be doing those things, so stop."
"You most certainly are!" Greta is relentless.

"You ARE interesting and pretty, stop saying that you're not." Even Dorje is getting into this!
He immediately realizes what he said, and slinks back into his chair.

That's the funniest thing you've seen all night. There is no short amount of laughter to be had at his expense.

"See lass?" You try to keep this going, "Even he thinks so! Thar's basically no reason not to try it."

"Just leave me alone." Her face is so red that it's almost purple.

Could that get any funnier?
"I don't see why she has to date boys." Louise unhelpfully interjects, "I mean, if she doesn't want to date boys, there's no reason for her not to date anyone she wants-"
"You're NOT HELPING." Kayda bursts out at her friend.

Oh, you were mistaken, it could get a lot funnier.

"Well, that's true Kayda." Yuuki seems to be encouraging this! "I mean, if you don't want to date boys, I'm sure you can-"

"STOP!"

>No, keep going
>Hey, why is the room spinning?
>Uh oh, you think you've hit your limit for the night.
>Try not to collapse on the floor
>No! Resist! (1d100 roll against the drunkenness)
>Other?

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1701811
>No, keep going
>Are ye into girls, Yuuki?
>Try not to collapse on the floor
>No! Resist! (1d100 roll against the drunkenness)

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1701811

>Hey, why is the room spinning?
>Uh oh, you think you've hit your limit for the night.
>Try not to collapse on the floor
>No! Resist! (1d100 roll against the drunkenness)
>Drink some water

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1701811
>Uh oh, you think you've hit your limit for the night.
>Try not to collapse on the floor
>No! Resist! (1d100 roll against the drunkenness)

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1701811
>>Are ye into girls, Yuuki? Ye sound familiar with the subject
>Try not to collapse on the floor
>No! Resist! (1d100 roll against the drunkenness)

I like the way you guys think!

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"..I'm just saying that there's nothing wrong with it." Yuuki finishes her train of thought. Kayda proceeds to pretend that the world doesn't exist as she finishes.

This conversation brings something to mind that you would normally not ask under normal circumstances. At least not before you've had the number of beers that sit in front of you.
"Ey, Yuuki." You notice something about her encouragement that piques a dangerous line of thinking, "Are you into other girls? Ye sound familiar, er even excited about the idea."

This immediately causes Yuuki's jaw to flop open, and for her face to turn beet-red! The attention that was once on Kayda suddenly focuses like a beam on Yuuki; gauging her response.
Most of all being Annetta. Her eyes track from Louise and hones in on her hero, almost like she's looking forward to this.

"Y-you're just drunk, don't say something like that!" Yuuki gives her best non-answer before crossing her arms.
You notice a distinct lack of denial in Yuuki's rebuttal.

"Well, dat's true Yuuki, but ye know-" You take a drink of some water, you're starting to have trouble righting yourself. "If ye don't want to date boys; then aye'm sure ye can-"
"No! I'm not listening! This has gone far enough!" Yuuki looks toward her summoner, "Anna! Say something!"
"Do you like girls, Yuuki?" Annetta bounces it right back to her.
Yuuki suddenly looks terrified, like a cornered animal.

"Let's not talk about this!"
"It's fine if you are. Marion might be happy about it, even."

"Can we talk about this someplace else?!"

Uh oh, the floor got a little too close to your face that time. You quickly sit upright in your chair and take a big gulp from your water cup. This stuff is nasty, purely meant for sailing upon and not meant for consumption.

Kayda's mood visibly improves as she watches her 'big sister' squirm under her interrogation.
"You like girls? How does that work?" Louise follows up with a question that visibly makes Yuuki squirm.

"It doesn't! Don't ask these questions, Louise!"
"I think it'd work just fine, if that's what you're into; that is." Cody notices the chaos unfolding and is quick on the rebound.
"I think that's really sweet." Atsuko's ears are twitching.

"I'm not listening." Yuuki returns to her food.

>..So who did ye have in mind, Yuuki?
>Anna?
>Marion?
>Atsuko? (Try to avoid getting objects thrown at you)
>Haha, this is great, but-
>Okay, you're really at your limit, now.
>Still good! Keep fighting! (1d100)
>Other?

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1704727
>..So who did ye have in mind, Yuuki?
>Anna?
>Marion?
>Still good! Keep fighting! (1d100)

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>1704727
>..So who did ye have in mind, Yuuki?
>Anna?
>Marion?
>Atsuko? (Try to avoid getting objects thrown at you)
>Still good! Keep fighting! (1d100)
>Play around with the water in your cup for a bit with magic

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"..So, who did ye have in mind, Yuuki?"
"I'M NOT LISTENING!" She repeats even louder!

"How're about Anna?"
"N-No!" She fumbles with her wine glass.

"Marion?"
"..Why?" That didn't quite elicit the same response.

You get an evil thought that crosses your mind.
"Then how're about Atsuko?"
"WHAT?!" Two voices echo the sentiment that time.

You quickly dodge a metallic object that nearly embeds itself in your forehead. You think it was a fork.

"Why do you even suggest Atsuko?!"
"Why am I being dragged into this?!" Atsuko seems more confused than angry.

"Just askin'." You play with the water in your cup, molding it into shapes and textures. "Aye think it's interestin' that you took issue with that and not Anna or Marion."

That causes her face to burn with a bright red hue.
"That doesn't mean anything." She says lightly before turning back to her food, "I think I'm done."

You might be done as well, if you can't find a way to stay awake. You take another drink of water, and watch as color returns to the room.

Har! The liquor thought it had you beat for a minute, there.

"So, Do you like me, Yuuki?" Annetta smiles, slyly.
"Can we not talk about this?" Yuuki ignores her summoner's question.

"Do you like Marion, Yuuki?!" Louise unhelpfully jumps into the conversation, "Can you do that? Like other girls? What's that like?!"
"I don't know, don't ask, Louise!" Yuuki grumbles.

She pats her mouth with a napkin, and then stands up.
"I'm off to bed for the night. We'll continue this conversation tomorrow when you're all more sober."
"Wait, Yuuki. Let me go with you." Annetta hastily stands up, and follows her hero out of the room.

There's an eery silence that falls over you and Madeleine as she walks out.
You turn to Madeleine to ask another question that you normally wouldn't ask without the assistance of alcohol.

"Hey, ye think she's gonna go-"
"I sure hope so." Madeleine smiles.

That's cute.

"I'd like to take off, too, but you promised you'd help me find that kid." Charlotte finishes what's left of her food.

>That's fine, Lass. Let's go right now.
>A bit more water and food.
>A bit more drink!
>Atsuko, yer gonna carry me out of here when I hit the floor, right?
>Battle against the alcohol (1d100 roll)
>*Quick POV swap to Yuuki
>Other?

>>1706143
>That's fine, Lass. Let's go right now.
>Fill on of your empty flasks with water to drink on the way
>Bring Atsuko along so that Charlotte doesn't have to carry us if we pass out

But first
>*Quick POV swap to Yuuki

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1706635
forgot
>Battle against the alcohol (1d100 roll)

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1706143
>That's fine, Lass. Let's go right now.
>>grab some food on your way out
>Battle against the alcohol (1d100 roll)

eh, why not...
>*Quick POV swap to Yuuki
time to get LEWD?

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"That's fine Lass, we can go right now." You finish your last beer, "Aye'll need Atsuko to come with me, though."
"Why?" Atsuko's ears twitch again.

"Because aye'll need someone to carry me back to the shrine if aye pass out on the way!"
"You'll get no such thing from me." Atsuko crosses her arms.

You fill one of your flasks with some of that fine-tasting gin, and another with water. You hate the stuff, but it has been successful in keep you awake and upright.
"I'll be excusing myself." Charlotte stands up, "Can I meet you at the front gate, in ten minutes?"
"I'll go, too!" Louise seems strangely interested in this.

"Can I go?" Kayda seems to want to be anywhere but here.
"Okay, but you have to wear the dress." Greta teases her a bit more.
"..Actually, I think I'll be going back to my room." Kayda huffs.

You laugh, this has been the best meal you've ever had.

--

You feel your teeth grind. That was humiliating. That was probably the most embarassing thing that ever happened in your life! Why the hell did you let them pick on you, like that?!
Oh, right. It may have something to do with the alcohol. You're notoriously bad about holding it.

You are Yuuki Kuchinashi, and you are mad. The liquor is doing its job holding back the rage, but you're still very upset. The further away from the banquet hall you draw, the faster you find yourself growing angry.

What WAS that, even? 'Do you like girls'? Jack, drunk or not, should KNOW better than to just outright ask that question in front of everybody!
What an ass! He wouldn't like if I asked how many times he's bedded Tuile. That question isn't meant for everyone to know!

You grumble, and quickly retreat to your room before you burst a vein. You just need to sleep. You just need to take your mind off of this nonsense. You can just feel Jack getting ready to tease you about it in the morning. It's just-

The door to your room swings open, and Anna is already inside. How could she have possibly beat you here is something you will never know.
"Anna, not now." You mumble, "I just want to go to bed, so just-"

Something's wrong, your nightgown is missing.
"Sit down, Yuuki." Anna shuts the door behind you.

Oh great, you're going to have a talk.
"Anna, please, it was just Jack teasing me. Give me back my nightgown and I'll-"
"Do you like girls, Yuuki?"

Anna seems dead serious with her question. She keeps her eyes fixed on you, with a slight smile.

>..Yes. Yes I do.
>Maybe a little.
>..Just, some girls.
>like you
>I, I don't know.
>Other?

>>1708489
>He wouldn't like if I asked how many times he's bedded Tuile
You'd be surprised, Yuuki.

>..Yes. Yes I do.
>..Just, some girls.
>like you

>>1708489
>Maybe a little.
>..Just, some girls.
>like you

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This is a delicate question, you're not sure how to answer it. Especially to her of all people.
How do you answer a question that you've been asked at least three other times in your life. Two of those times being by your own family?

"..Yes, yes I do." You say, solemnly. The alcohol in your system prompting a different response than what you would usually give when asked.

"Yuuki." Anna scootches over toward you, and wraps you with her arms. Her arms were never big enough to reach all the way around. "Why didn't you tell me? You lived in a castle filled with women, how hard was that for you?"

"N-no! Don't get me wrong, it's not all girls. It's just some girls."
"Mm, Like Marion? Or.. Atsuko?"

You don't know why Atsuko's name keeps coming up, but the idea isn't far-fetched. Marion is a giveaway, but you suspect she doesn't return the same feelings. Something else hangs at your mind, and you can only pray the alcohol is strong enough to help you say it.

"..Like you."
Oh god, did you really just say that? Even with the drink at the edges of your vision; that still sounded very corny.

Annetta gently pushes herself away, and stares at you through almost-teary eyes. Oh no, did you say something wrong?

"For how long?"
"Ever since you became first pillar of my life."

Those last words hang in the hair for an eternity. There's a miniature Yuuki inside who is begging to die after saying that to your summoner. After saying those words to the person who took you in, gave you a home, and gave you love.

Maybe you can still back out?
"L-listen," You try to smile, and maintain eye contact for more than a few seconds. "Y-yeah, that sounded kind of weird. I think it's probably j-just something with the food. Y'know, let's just forget about this and we'll talk about it in the mor-"

You don't get to finish your shameful retreat. In a surprising display of agility, Anna lurches from her spot straight into your lap. Her arms wraps around your shoulders, and her red eyes fixate on yours.
Unfortunately, this is also really surprising in more ways than one. The sudden shift in weight causes you to fall backwards.
Backwards, onto the bed.

"Woh, wait! Anna?! Wha? What's wrong?"
"Yuuki.. I'm mad. You should have told me earlier."

"Should have told you?! What would you have thought if I told you that?"

Gently, her lips press into yours. This isn't the first time she's kissed you, but it feels much more.. different this time.

"Yuuki, I grew up in a castle staffed entirely by women, and summoned a hero who is the epitome of woman. Don't you think the idea hadn't crossed my mind at least once?

>Um, I never thought of that.
>I-I don't know.
>This is.. escalating.. really quickly. Let's talk about it more in the morning.
>..What next?
>Keep going.
>Fall asleep.
>Other?

>>1709093
>Um, I never thought of that.
>..What next?
>Keep going.

>>1709093
>Um, I never thought of that.
>..What next?
>Keep going.

>>1709093
>Um, I never thought of that.
>..What next?
>Keep going.

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"Um, I guess I never thought of that."
"You should have. It's silly that you had me waiting this long. You weren't exactly candid with your desires." Her finger gently traces down your neck. "Let's just hope Marion doesn't find out. I'm fairly certain she has the same desires toward you."

"..Is that you talking, Anna? Or is it the alcohol?"
"Why not both?" She smiles, gripping you into another kiss. Her tongue slowly slides into your mouth, and presses gently against your palate. Gently, she breaks the kiss. "You don't exactly smell sober yourself, Yuuki."

You're not going to argue with that one. If you were anywhere near sober; you certainly wouldn't have confessed to Anna after a fancy dinner party. Nor would you be laying in bed with her on top.
You're going to feel so embarassed in the morning.

Anna punctuates her statement with another gentle press against your lips.

"So, um, what now?" You're starting to wonder what is causing the blush on your face; the alcohol or the kiss. "Where do we go from.. here?"

You're not really sure what is happening. This feels like a dream. Maybe you're actually asleep and are just dreaming about Anna climbing on top of you and kissing you. You have no idea where it's going from here.

"We'll see." Anna replies softly, returning to her elegant kisses.

Her next facial assault nips at your tongue; catching it between her teeth. You try to free it, but she simply uses this opportunity to pull it further into her mouth.

!!
That's when you realize that her hand is slowly tracing down the front of your elegant ballroom dress. It snaps a few buttons open, and you feel the cold embrace of the air wash across your breasts.

Your body jumps, Anna has started to trace them with her fingernail.

"Ah-, um. I- I'm not-."
"If you want me to stop, we can stop here." Anna immediately stops playing with your skin. Her eyes almost glisten in your reflection.

..
"Keep going." You mumble.
"What was that?"
"I said- Mmph." Anna silences your plea at the last possible second. Her mouth distracts you from the very obvious feeling of her fingernail starting to dismantle your dress.
The cool breeze washes across a very sensitive part of you, and your cheeks start to burn. Even more when you realize how far down her fingernail has started to travel.

"Yuuki." She squeaks, "Have you ever touched.. down here?"
"I.. Um... Uh.. Huh?"

"There's lots of work to do, then." Anna's head moves in, and bites at your ear. "Let's make some pleasant dreams, together."

--

Ah...
Ha...
Ah..
W..
"Wait."
"No."

EEK!

!!
"Don't tense up, relax.. Relax."

"I can't-"

Oh.
Ohhh.
That's what she meant.

"..Haahhh."
--

>Cont.

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You are Jack Albator, and you have enough water in your belly right now to drown a whale.

You hate the stuff. It's liquid that has no taste and doesn't taste like it hates you. What kind of weak liquor is that?!

"Are we almost there, yet?" Charlotte is getting impatient. You can tell that casual strolls around the city aren't exactly her cup of tea.

"Almost, Lass." You take another drink of the clear fluid inside of your flask. The kind that's not measured in proof.

"Oh! I know this place!" Louise catches up, and points toward the nearby building. "This is the ballroom that Gallete met in, right?!"

"Yes, yes it is. Is this where you look for him?"

"Well, ye see Lass. Usually he comes lookin' fer me."

You already have the 'bait' in place. A clearly placed pouch of silver coins at your belt.
Do you think he's crazy enough to try and reach for it in the upperclass part of town?

Well.
The answer is "maybe."

"AND JUST HOW DO YOU PLAN TO PAY FOR THAT?" You hear a gruff voice sound out from nearby. Quickly, you dash forward to be met with an interesting sight.

Ethan, the white-haired kid is being stared down by two guys who are way bigger than he is. Looks like he may have tried taking from the wrong guys.
"Hey, look! You can't prove I took anything! I have nothing on me!"
"Yeah, of course you don't fuckin' have anything on you!" The bigger man yells at the young kid. "You've been knockin' over my shop for a year now. You're gonna fuckin' give back all the change you've taken from my register or bruiser here is gonna-"

"Stop."

"JACK?!" The white haired boy known as 'Ethan' exclaims. "I didn't know it was you, I-"

"Get lost, punks." You growl at the two grown men trying to rough up a small kid.
The larger man behind the shopkeeper steps forward, "Defendin' criminals? I know how to deal with-"
He didn't get to finish that sentence. with haste, you knock him across the jaw so hard that he puffballs and crashes through a nearby vendor's stall.

The shopkeep, clearly yielding to your superior authority, runs screaming into the night.

"J-Jack, really! I can explain! He just has it out for me, I don't steal from shops in broad daylig-"
You grumble, and ignore his pleas. You instead lift him by his arm and pull down his very obvious hoodie. The kind of hoodie that makes people think 'This kid is a thief'.

If Charlotte ends up adopting him. The first thing that should happen is a very long talk about not dressing as if you're looking for trouble.

"Right 'ere, on his neck." You bring the child over to the white-haired princess.

Charlotte's jaw falls open, and she blinks several times. Quickly, she rubs the area with her thumb in some strange attempt to rub it off.
It doesn't rub off. Instead, it stands as a statement to this boy's royal lineage.

>Aye, here's yer brother.
>Can aye go home, now?
>Let's take'm back to the castle. Get him some of that feast.
>Will ye quit bein' so stubborn now?
>Other?

>>1710575
>Aye, here's yer brother.
>Will ye quit bein' so stubborn now?
>Let's take'm back to the castle. Get him some of that feast.

>>1710575
>Aye, here's yer brother.
>Can aye go home, now?
>Let's take'm back to the castle. Get him some of that feast.

>>1710575
>Aye, here's yer brother.
>Will ye quit bein' so stubborn now?
>Let's take'm back to the castle. Get him some of that feast.

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"Aye, so that settles it." You try to hand her the wriggling boy by his arm, "'ere's yer brother. Now can ye quit bein' so stubborn so aye can go home, now?"

"Hold on. I'm not convinced."
"Yargh, great." You say sarcastically.

"You're not convinced?!" Atsuko seems almost shocked by this, "What other proof do you need, it's a royal emblem! I can see it from here."

"Whether it is or not is merely one part of the question." Charlotte crosses her arms, "So he has royal blood, so what?"

"Are you being serious right now?!" Atsuko asks an almost ridiculous question. "You said you would take him in if he was your brother, and it's clear that he is!"
"It's not clear at all. He could just be a distant cousin or something." Cats, what is it with cats?

"Aye dun know 'bout you." You set the kid down, but remain gripping his collar tightly. "Aye think this is a bad place to be arguin' about this. How 'bout we get him back to the castle and ask there where the food and drink is?"

"I agree." Louise seems tired.
"Fair enough." Atsuko's tail twitches.

"T-the castle?!" The boy suddenly feels like he's sweating. "I'm not going to the dungeon, am I?!"

"Fine, but this discussion isn't over yet." Cats, man. You don't get how Charlotte is reacting to this at all.

"Aye'm not sayin' one way or the other, Lass."

You are saying that you're pretty much done helping Catland for the night if this is going to be her attitude.

--

The white-haired boy, Ethan, eats as if he's never had a full-course meal in his life. Knowing the way he lives; that could be a very distinct possibility. He shovels leftovers onto his plate, and takes his fill of light wines and drinks.

"Dun eat too fast, Lad." You pat Ethan on the head. "Ye won't be able to keep it all down if ye do."

"Mm." He gives a vague acknowledgement to your warning as he continues stuffing his face.

"So, he has an emblem on his neck." Charlotte still seems dismissive.
"And- And he has a sister who can attest to him being her brother."

"Hang on, she didn't know he was her brother until he told her that." Charlotte corrects Atsuko.

>Oh just GET OVER YOURSELF
>Does that look like a kid who wants to scam ye?
>Look, his scalp has fleas in it, Fleas!
>Remember what Atsuko said, doormat, other people's problems.
>Yar, whatever ye say Lass, Let's go Atsuko.
>Talk to someone at the castle before you leave.
>Other?

>>1714017
>Does that look like a kid who wants to scam ye?
>Get him to tell her about his father. He was the one who told him about his sister
>If she still doesn't want than to believe it than that's her problem and leave

>>1714017
>Does that look like a kid who wants to scam ye?
>Drink

>>1714017
>Does that look like a kid who wants to scam ye?
>Get him to tell her about his father. He was the one who told him about his sister
>Drink
>Grumble about taking over catland (not seriously)

>>1714017
>>Does that look like a kid who wants to scam ye?
>>Get him to tell her about his father. He was the one who told him about his sister
>>Drink

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"Aw come on." You shake the kid by his shoulder, and he makes a surprised squeak, "Does that look like a kid who wants to scam ye?"

"Looks can be deceiving, Jack. I thought being a freebooter would have taught you, that."
"Most freebooters aye knew had their balls drop before they started tryin' a scam people."

"Balls.. what?" Ethan seems extremely confused by the exchange you and Charlotte are having. He shoves a piece of bread in his mouth to pretend that he didn't just say that.

"Kid, c'mon, tell 'er about yer dad."

"Oh, him? I haven't met him very much-"
"Go on, tell 'er."

"Well, he's a giant man, with a white well-trimmed beard?"
"Aye, ye got anythi-"

"What was he wearing?" Charlotte breaks her silence.

This causes you and Ethan to turn your attention to the princess.

"Huh? What was he wearing?"

"Anyone can tell me what my dad looks like, he's the king of the country! I want to know what he was wearing when he visited you." Charlotte crosses her arms.

Ethan thinks on that question for a short while.

"A whit- No, that was the butler. He liked to-"
"Ha! That's what I thought." Charlotte doesn't even let him finish. "You were going to say something uneducated like he wore a purple robe or a big crown or something. You think that because you're just like all the others. You think he's a slovenly brute who sits on a throne all day wearing royal blue. You're not even-"

"..I was going to say." Ethan seems a lot less eager to answer, "That he liked to wear overalls and very scrappy looking shirt. He had a hole in the knee section right-"

Ethan points to a spot right above his kneecap

"-here."

Charlotte immediately shuts her trap. Her eyes widen, and narrow down at Ethan's leg.
"Do you know how he tore that hole in his pants?" She asks, much more quietly now.

"Something about catching it on a nail." Ethan sighs. "Is that important, or something?"

"Sort-of." Charlotte replies, quietly. "Those were his work pants when he was building. He hated being a king, and looked for every excuse not to do it. He tore those pants putting the last nail in the nursery that he built for me with his own hands. It was shortly after my mother passed away, and I was still a kitten."

Wow, Lass. Way to make a simple interrogation seem really awkward.

"E-excuse me, we'll talk about this later. Can you show Ethan to.. a guest bedroom. or-"
"Hey, wait." Ethan seems confused.

Charlotte turns to the door and quietly goes through.

>Cont.

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"Did I say something wrong?!" Ethan's face loses color, "Oh man, if I piss off the princess; she will-"

"Dun worry about it, Lad." You rub his head, once more. "Get yer fill and we'll ask the maid for a bedroom fer ye tonight. She just needs to think about it. If she doesn't want to believe at this point, that's her problem."

You reach over and pick up your mug of alcohol.
"But fer the time bein- aye have te-"

You take a drink, but then slowly notice something. The world seems.. tilted, almost like the Earth is starting to roll.

"..You okay Mr. Albator? You're kinda slumping over."
"Aye-ve been fine in my whole-"

"Oh damn it, Jack." Atsuko comes through the door at just the right now. She notices you slowly slipping. "You get your ass up right now, I thought you were joking when you told me to carry-"

Thud.

...

Zzzz.

>Thread End

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Everyone, I hope you enjoyed that thread and that unexpected interlewd. Let me know what you thought of the interlewd because I have almost zero practice writing those. Tips? Tricks? All are welcome!

Anyway, next thread we begin the battle. At the end of the battle (hopefully 2-3 threads, maybe less, maybe more). We will be Done with Dog Days Quest.

Does that mean the threads will be over? Nope. Like my other quest, I am planning to have a series of epilogue threads to tie up loose ends. It just means the main plot of the story would have concluded.

Let me know what you thought, and I'll see you Tuesday!

>>1718225
>>1718225
thanks for running
it was a good thread! and the interlewd was cute

>>1718256
Glad you liked it, thanks!