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"Morioka!" Miss Akimura addresses me, wanting help with a box full of sporting equipment. Sure! I didn't want to eat lunch anyway! Jesus. Can't she find somebody to help her? How about a golden kid stuck-up? There's a surplus of those people going around these days.

Sighing, I come to the P.E. teacher and carry a singular load for her while she carries the other. Baseball bats, helmets, balls: things that are expected to be brought around by such a profession.

As for the person herself, I go into examination mode; to gauge her present rank in the hierarchy that I have created within my mind, as there isn't anything fun to do around here. She's still young. Around the twenties, I should say, even if Akimura hasn't explicitly stated it. That's how women are, I suppose. Too much in a hurry to marry in modern times. Too fast of fish to catch for my studio if the trend doesn't stop its skyrocketing pattern.

"So how's the club been treatin' ya?" Miss Akimura said, kicking me out of my daydreaming fantasies. "You were hanging out with Makita that other day, weren't you? What do you think of her?"

> "She's a sweet girl. Childish and likes to play around with... 'toys' a lot."
> "A devilish fellow. Though, not in a vile sense."
> "Shy. Opens up with people who she's comfortable with, but is shy for the most part."
> (another option)

>>3416358
> "She's a sweet girl. Childish and likes to play around with... 'toys' a lot."

>>3416358
> "She's a sweet girl. Childish and likes to play around with... 'toys' a lot."

>>3416358
> "She's a sweet girl. Childish and likes to play around with... 'toys' a lot."

The coin we just received is definitely the work of an enemy Grimm. People don't just give you giant pieces of precious metals as thanks for directions. Any ideas which Grimm we're dealing with?

>>3416358
>"She's a sweet girl. Childish and likes to play around with... 'toys' a lot."

>>3416406
The hairstyle makes me think snake oil salesman, i.e. the Serpent but not too sure. Not familiar with big coins appearing in fairy tales.

>>3416406
His Grimm allows him to turn anything into a bomb
Even a 100 yen coi- wait no that's wrong.

>>3416406
probably the serpent or coyote but that means little unless we know the myth/tale they are from to deduce their actual abilities better.

>>3416445
What if the coin passively sucks the memory of the handler to the source? Fuck our sheep is in danger!

>>3416417
Could be rumpelstiltskin

>>3416462
dunno, but you might not be wrong. if like us, 'the serpent' and 'the coyote' have powers from ALL their myths, here is one somewhat related to a serpent, in which eating the serpent allows one to talk to animals. the king learned everyone's secrets through this, so as Grimms are only somewhat related to their myths, he could have the ability to uncover secrets somehow.

http://www.authorama.com/grimms-fairy-tales-36.html

that, or simply talk to animals, i dunno.

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>>3416462
Fuck with the sheep, end up six feet deep.

>>3416428
>Killer Queen is the secret final boss of this quest

>>3416445
>>3416462
>>3416468
I called upon the ancient Tibetan art of google-fu and found this:

https://ebooks.adelaide.edu.au/g/grimm/g86h/chapter105.html

He's almost certainly the Serpent, and we do NOT want what he has to offer.

Grimms' abilities/wielders/etc. don't necessarily mean that they derive only from fairytales.

>>3416369
>>3416376
>>3416387
>>3416417
>Writing... ... ...

>>3416492
>spoiler
HARVEST! THROW AWAY THAT GOLDEN COIN!
alternatively, Bible and he's THAT serpent.

>>3416507
I mean I felt like the serpent was the bible one ever since they talked about fairyland as heaven probably also contains hell now that I think about it

>>3416539
The biblical serpent never went to hell, though. Its punishment was to slither along the earth, and you can't do that if you're not on it. Snakes even got on Noah's ark.

>>3416554
Well I was talking about fairyland containing all manner of fictional worlds both good and bad

>>3416492

"She's a sweet girl. Childish, and likes to play around with... 'toys' a lot."

"You mean her teddy bear?"

"Maybe," shrugging, as I don't have the will to specify what I meant.

"She does take that doll wherever she goes..." recounting her sightings of Goldilocks and her bear. "I talked about it with a few other teachers, and how it looks odd for a girl her age to be bringing that around. But in the end, it doesn't cause any trouble for the school or its students, so she has a pass. Makita's a smart girl too. Can't have brains without a hint of quirkiness, right?"

"Yea," I muttered. Goldy's smart? I reckon that Miss Akimura was to mention book smart; not smart "smart."

Dropping the boxes inside its respective storage within the field, I begin to make my way back. The forecast said that it'll rain on the weekends, for the air's sticky and cold. Spring is Mother Nature's period of hysterics; one day it's hot as Summer, and then the other, cold as Winter.

"I almost forgot. Morioka, did you see the girl that turned in your registration sheet?" Akimura questioned.

"Maaary?..." I pronounced slowly, unconfident.

"Is that her name? Could you tell her to get a new uniform? School regulations and all that."

I lie to her, saying that I will so that I could leave sooner. Is she naive? Girls these days have become more and more skimpier. What Mary wears is a robe in comparison to what other females don themselves with. My case is different. The art that I create is above the dirt that is these kids. They're pure in their own way; of the human beauty. Not of the function of popularity or attraction. Those who buy is affected by that human beauty, and are attracted to have it.

However, I may be just a hypocrite.

> Stop by the club room/hideout
> Just go on with the day as normal. Then, stop by the clubroom.
> Skip classes.
> (another option)

>>3416580
> Just go on with the day as normal. Then, stop by the clubroom.
Dad will be disappointed if we skip class.

>>3416580
> Just go on with the day as normal. Then, stop by the clubroom.

>>3416580
> Just go on with the day as normal. Then, stop by the clubroom.

>>3416564
Yeah, I get you, but the way you phrased your post made it seem like you were making an improper connection. It's still possible that it's taken inspiration from the biblical snake, though, I just wanted to clear up that the snake didn't go to hell.

Regardless, I think we're all agreed that don't want this coin. Snakes basically never give people good things in any sort of fictional setting.

>>3416580
> Just go on with the day as normal. Then, stop by the clubroom.

>>3416598
Where do you think we should dump the coin? Let a random at school find it and see what happens to them or just toss it in the garbage somewhere?

>>3416604
Yumi's shoe locker?

>>3416605
I considered that but if the (hypothetical) Serpent's coin really messes her up I'd feel a bit guilty. I don't hate her just dislike her holier-than-thou approach.

>>3416621
True, I don't want her to get destroyed simply because she has an issue with us taking peeping photos. How about we either take it to the incinterator or have Mary ship it off to the NRO for inspection/research.

I hope the coyote is a native American.

>>3416625
Hmm NRO inspection is a good idea. They might be able to give us a head's up and confirm. I could see it leading to them putting us under high surveillance if they were concerned a Grimm user is trying to compromise us from their control but I think the intel benefits are good overall.

>>3416625
I mean we are kinda of a dick so I don't really blame her.

>>3416635
Would be bad if they put more surveillance on us and found out about hanami though

>>3416643
Very true. Though we don't know if they'd do that, they might be confident Mary has a working relationship with us? Not sure.

>>3416588
>>3416597
>>3416598
>>3416600
>Writing... ... ...

>>3416643
>>3416653
Should we explain that Hanami has developed a Grimm while we're handing the coin over? We can skimp on the details of the Gate of Boobylon so they don't try to exploit her, but we may as well let them know she has one. If some Grimm assholes wanted to get to us as one of the three keys, they could just as easily kidnap Mom or Dad, and they might target Hanami anyway even without knowing she has a Grimm.

Now that I think about it, should we try to get ripped with Hanami? We might not be able to get combat training, but we can at least try to get stronger. Who knows, maybe our Grimm will amplify our raw physical capabilities due to the Big Bad Wolf's nature as a predator. It'd also kill three birds with one stone, since we'd be stronger for battle, we'd get sibling bonding time with Hanami, and we'd be incredibly hot, which would help us lure in more models and get the girls we already have to drool over us.

>>3416660
>should we try to get ripped with Hanami?
Absolutely yes, we'd be making gains on multiple fronts and I love it.

>>3416668
>making gains
good one

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>>3416656

High school goes on as normal. Math class had this once-in-a-lifetime environment. Because of the drop in temperature, and the Sun's position -- its beams warming up the class at the same time -- the whole hour molded into this limbo of motherly warmth and a perfect chill. Rotating from being heated and being freezed at the right points on the thermometer made me want arithmetics to never end. However, the speakers chimed, telling the finished chapter of that erratic fraction of my life.

Makita meets up with me outside the school. Escorted to the club room, I halt my advance to peek at Mama and Papa Bear's refuge. They growl at me the second I spot the glimmer of their buttoned eyes. The threat was laden with disapproval. I can't pinpoint how I know it, but these dolls are able to convey their feelings so well that I received the uncivilized message. Why are they angry? Must be grumpy. Bears don't wake well I've heard.

Through the second floor's door, Kitasawa is there to greet me and Goldy. Her lingerie was switched; Mary's merciful enough to give the loser variety, a lesson that the dog won't learn from.

The assassin leaps at my person, the attempt at ambushing unsuccessful when I utilize my Grimm's strength against the deprived Riding Hood. "Motherfucker! Delete those pictures now!" talking about yesterday's occurrence upon being thrown to a wall. Makita bolts from our clash to see to Mary. The fox is filling out papers at a table, her pen scribbling cursive with skill.

> *Honied Tongue* Persuade Kitasawa that she's just embarrassed.
> Give Kitasawa some slack and prance over to Mary.
> Give Kitasawa the gold coin that you've been given.
> (another option)

>>3416733
>>3416727
seeing double

>>3416733
> Give Kitasawa some slack and prance over to Mary.
We have the fake hood on us right?

>>3416742
Yes.

>>3416733
>> Give Kitasawa the gold coin that you've been given.
"I've been given this by a foreigner it looked so I'm giving it to you so your people could tell me what it is."

>>3416733
> *Honied Tongue* Persuade Kitasawa that she's just embarrassed.
She certainly didn't have any problem when the pictures were being taken. No need to get flustered now that the hard part is over.

>>3416748
That's not the option to give the coin to Mary.

>>3416733
> *Honied Tongue* Persuade Kitasawa that she's just embarrassed.

>>3416751
oh my mistake. i'll change to this
> *Honied Tongue* Persuade Kitasawa that she's just embarrassed.
"I know your not used to showing yourself, heck probably not used to being around others but bear with me."

>>3416751
>>3416760
>>3416767
>Writing... ... ...

>>3416781

Kneeling down to the crashed girl, I propose a little chitchat to heighten her spirits. The hard part has been overcome with the help of alcohol. And alcohol reveals a part of a person that isn't buried by the ego. Tough men will cry, the gloomy are happy; a conversation from the monochromatic frame of psychology. This here Little Red Riding Hood is just untaught in the management of flaming emotions; Makita is her senior in that practice, a butterfly that has freed itself from its cocoon. Yet, its wings haven't dried.

"Oh Kitasawa, I know you're not used to showing yourself. Heck, probably not used to being around others. But bear with me, my precious hound, for I'm knowledgable about what you feel that bangs in your rusty heart: embarrassment." Dusting her off with there being no dust, I hold her chin, by which a mantis prays, to communicate the last of my tune. "It's but a phase. If you're willing to pass that segment of your young life, then you'll quit these crude forces. Makita will organize today's themes. So better listen to her."

I give Kitasawa some space. The rowdy girl gets up, avoiding to contact our pupils. "Okay... Master." Her collar jingles as she makes a jerking movement.

> Show Mary the gold coin that you've been given.
> Remind Makita of today's plays.
> Look out the window to see if Hanami is at the school gate.
> (another option)

>>3416824
>> Look out the window to see if Hanami is at the school gate.
If she isnt,
> Show Mary the gold coin that you've been given.

>>3416824
> Look out the window to see if Hanami is at the school gate.
> Show Mary the gold coin that you've been given.
She called us master without being specifically prodded. Good. Very good.

>>3416824
> Show Mary the gold coin that you've been given.
> Remind Makita of today's plays.
looking forward to what she might have

>>3416837
>>3416844
>>3416886
support

>>3416837
>>3416844
>>3416886
>>3416898
>Writing... ... ...

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>>3416960

Departing from my adorable servant, I look to the window. If Hanami hasn't forgotten, she should be by the school gate, waiting.

A lamb-themed hoodie stands at the campus' entrance. Its size is bigger to the point of bagginess, a loss to be capable of encompassing a huge rack. Hanami is there, still as a statue. The orange afternoon sky is the only friend that can keep her enthralled in this trial of patience.

Keeping my sister's location in mind, I show Mary the gold coin that I've been given. It doesn't hold the scent of vanilla, but I'm skeptical. I have graduated from fate's lesson of its bullshittery.

"Can you check this out? A foreigner gave me this when I was on my way to school."

The agent puts her pen aside. "Hmm? It looks like any old coin."

"It does, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it's more than just a coin. If you can't find out anything, then could you at least bring it to this city's N.R.O. headquarters, or whatever you visit is stationed?"

"I don't see why not. There's always a reason for suspicion." The fox-like woman holds it up in the air, inspecting the old currency. She then bites it, shocking Makita.

"Mary?" Goldy said.

"It's gold alright. Perhaps, mostly." The possessor of the curio pockets it. "I'll make the guys at the branch check it out, kid. But tell me about it."

"A well-dressed man gave it to me by simply telling him where the hotels are at. He has slicked black hair and blue eyes; his suit is pure white with silver on the collar and cuffs. He also had some luggage."

"Interesting... Did he tell you his name?"

"No, he didn't. Just came and left."

"Strange guy. I'd love to meet him for a drink if he's that whimsical~"

> Bring in Hanami.
> Tell Makita to start today's play.
> Go to a vending machine to grab a drink.
> (another option)

>>3417006
> Tell Makita to start today's play.
also why is our sister already here? she knows were in a club and those usually go for at least an hour after school, though i cant say for japan. just seems like she should know she doesn't have to come so soon, though making her wait still feels kinda guilty.

>>3417006
> Bring Hanami into the building, but not into the club room. Maybe have her spend some time with Papa and Mama Bear if they seem to take to her.
I don't want her involved in club activities, but I also don't want her getting hit on/harassed by assholes while she's just standing out by the gate. Then
> Tell Makita to start today's play.

>>3417021
She's a NEET, so she has very little to do otherwise.

>>3417021
Wasn't she supposed to call on our phone once she arrives? Also, it would be extremely awkward if she came in the club room on her own or with an attendant.

>>3417056
>>3417068
crud. you know what it is right? shes still worried about what she learned about what we do in the club... shes probably standing there contemplating going to the club-room, potentially even with a teacher.

>>3417056
Yeah, go with this.

>>3417021
>>3417056
>>3417097
>Writing... ... ...

>>3417109

Notifying my crew of a quick absence, I exit the club's quarters to join my sister. Hanami was laying on the sidewalk's pavement when I get there, remotivating herself whenever she starts to doze off. "This time I'll stay awake!" she'd tell herself, expending her energy at a high pace.

"Are you awake still?" I teased. My sister zips up like a cat, happy to see me.

"Rou, you're here! Isn't clubs suppose to end later though?"

"Aren't you here early, however? You could've waited at home if you're so sleepy. The negative effects of being a shut-in is weighing you down big time."

She forces a brightened disposition upon herself. "I'm fine. See? Your big sister's as lively as a hummingbird!" flexing an arm. The Sun highlights her ever-remaining eyebags.

I push down her appendage and grab its hand. "Come. I know a place where you can catch some Zs. Really. I don't know what to do with you if you're planning is this scattered. Was it because of last night?"

Hanami walks up so she's by my side. Her slippers slap the ground and her heels, alongside a dragging motion of those who knows not sleep. "L-Last night was okay! It's just the usual me." She twists her head around as we traveled deeper into the school. "Wow. I haven't been here for a long time. Hey! I remember that tree!"

"What tree?"

The graduate points to a young plant; the tree is just about my height. "I used to hang around there. It has grown since I've last seen it on my graduation day... I wonder where my friends are now?..."

"Don't you have their numbers?"

"I do. But calling them out of the blue seems... weird? I'd feel like a weirdo if I do that, let alone how I am now." A cloud of depression forms over Hanami's head. Before it could pour, I blow it off with my own cheers.

"They're your friends, and from what I saw in the past, they won't drop you because of some petty reasons. You also have the decision to work out."

"Can I? I don't know how long it would take to regain my old appearance." Hanami pinches her waist to prove herself. In my point of view, she isn't any different than she was. Just a tad "soft."

"Fretting like that won't get you anywhere too. Some cardio will do the trick. Could start jogging around the neighborhood for five-ish minutes."

"That could work. But, Rou, my horns. What if something happens?"

"How about doing it in the morning? Not many people will be up."

To ask Hanami to wake up in the morning is a difficult task in its own right. Nonetheless, it's a task. Not an impossible feat. If I start her there, Sis could get out more and enjoy life again like she used to.

>Cont.

>>3417137

When Hanami and I enter the disguised hideout, I introduce my sister to Mama and Papa Bear. They were more polite with her than me; I earn myself a dangerous grumble that's sent from their stitched mouths.

In minutes, Sis goes unconscious. The parental dolls lets her sleep on their coats, assuming themselves as beds for the NEET. Hastily, I make sure to picture the moment before I'm kicked out by the ursine guardians for the crime of existing; their grumbles banish me to the second floor, slamming the door to the compartment that they occupy.

Makita inquires about my happenings at the inferior level. It was good timing, as I was to remind her of today. In her hands, a notepad that I have yet to read its listing.

"Mister Wolf, what was that downstairs?" Goldilocks said. Mary remarks; a joke that I was getting grounded by Mama and Papa for my transgressions.

> "I was trying to reconcile our relationship. But for now, they can die in a bonfire for all I care."
> "Just a fluffy sheep in the bear's den. Nothing special."
> "I introduced my sister to your bears. They're getting along very well; as in they're sleeping together, Goldy. Hardly anything bad."
> (another option)

>>3417153
>> "Just a fluffy sheep in the bear's den. Nothing special."
>"now with whats in your hands, id guess you're ready to start the show?~"

>>3417153
> "Just a fluffy sheep in the bear's den. Nothing special."
> "Now, let's get to the meat of today's activities. Mind showing me what you've got there?"

>>3417153
> "I introduced my sister to your bears. They're getting along very well; as in they're sleeping together, Goldy. Hardly anything bad."

>>3417153
> "Just a fluffy sheep in the bear's den. Nothing special."
> "Now, let's get to the meat of today's activities. Mind showing me what you've got there?"
Let’s hope she doesn’t get mauled.

>>3417169
Support

>>3417369
Nah Anon she is fine in fact the bears are now cuddling our sister because she is so soft and comfy. Much more comfy than their furs that they made a club called comfy club. Sadly wolf is not allowed since wolf only has fuzzy hair.

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>>3417169
>>3417369
>>3417159

"Just a fluffy sheep in the bear's den. Nothing special." Makita looks at me as if I'm the insane one. I deter her impression; "Now let's get to the meat of our activities. Mind showing me what you've got there?"

She glimpses at the notepad. "T-This. Not much, just one or two... ideas."

"Why don't you give it to me? I want to see how creative you are with today's play."

Reluctantly, Makita gives me the notes in her grasp. Jotted down on its lines are "Sister Mary and the Two Demons." She wanted her and Kitasawa to dress up as devils while Mary clothes herself in that nun's costume from before. At the bottom, it said, "Purify us with holy fervor." That can have a number of meanings due to its vagueness, but I can understand it. Oh Goldy~

Forcing the notepad into Makita's hands, I send her to the room's library to fetch herself the appropriate clothing for the act. I'll get Mary and Red over there too shortly. "Uh. Mister Wolf." Goldilocks said, three tiles from me.

"Yes?"

"Could you do that thing? From yesterday."

"Goldy, you got to be more precise in what you're referring to."

The bright blonde rubs her thumbs against her uniform's skirt, thinking if she should go through with what she sought. "Whisper into my ear. Can you do that again? Can you?"

> "Right away?"
> "After you've changed, little demon~"
> "You'll be good without it. But I will do it if you're too nervous."
> (another option)

>>3417604
> "Right away?"

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>>3417604
> "Right away?"
Hold up, is our honied tongue addictive to its victims? We're a dangerous son of a bitch, aren't we?

>>3417604
So Goldy into asmr, neat
> "Right away?"

>>3417626
Mabye we just have a really nice and soothing voice.

>>3417604
> "Right away?"

>>3417604
>The Spaghetti Monster's Eldritch Big Brother
>Literally Kiara Sessyouin
>It's a Singularity of Lewdness

What have we done

>>3417604
> "After you've changed, little demon~"

Usually posts around this time. Hope nothing is wrong.

OP phoneposting. Will be updating soon.

>>3418340
Writing... ... ...

>>3418371

>>3417610
>>3417626
>>3417630
>>3417635

"Right away?" I'm happy that she's more open, and that I'm useful. But if this is going to be a frequent affair, then I'll have to monitor Goldilocks.

"Mhmm," nodding her head bashfully. "I don't mind if Mary or Kitasawa watches us. I just want you to whisper in my ear again. Doing this activity without that assurance from you feels... off. If I think about it, it ties my stomach into knots, Mister Wolf."

"Alright, alright. I get it," I said, kneeling down to her level.

Makita retreads the tiles' small length, lending an ear close to me. They're often shrouded by the rich curls that are her mane. Charming little things. I didn't give them thought the first time I assaulted those phones.

Goldy's awfully prepared. So much so that it makes my tongue too big for my jaw. At this proximity, I can even tell that she's respiring with a burdensome load. Her green eyes aren't in view, but I bet that they're swirling; a spiral of the pupil and iris. Abject.

Doing the job, I unfold my legs to stretch. Makita thanked me, going over to the costume storages over yonder. Like I had said, I fill in the other two models of today's vision. Kitasawa's attitude towards her counterpart's arrangement was fearful, for Mary will be in control for the session. But in the end, she coordinates herself accordingly.

After their demonic ensemble is finished, Goldy and Red visits me. I was "talking" to Baby Bear, doing the last of the lighting with him until the demonesses comes by. Lustful beings that are garbed in just as provocative outfits. Mary is still getting ready.

"Do you like it, Mister Wolf?" Makita inquired. The way she struts about has been reinstated. Kitasawa doesn't look too optimistic, a foot tapping on the ground.

> "Amazing! Did my words do the trick, or is another dose needed?~"
> "What's up with Red? Or is it just the scars of Sister Mary's last appearance?"
> "You're a hellish pair for sure. Don't get too into it this time, okay?"
> (another option)

>>3418450
> "You're a hellish pair for sure. Don't get too into it this time, okay?"

>>3418450
> "What's up with Red? Or is it just the scars of Sister Mary's last appearance?"

>>3418450
>"What's up with Red? Or is it just the scars of Sister Mary's last appearance?"
>>

>>3418450
>"Without a Doubt Goldy, you're hard to take the eyes off of."~
lets throw her a bone and a confidence booster.

>>3418495
+1. I was trying to find something along those lines before I gave up.

>>3418495
Supporting, followed by
> "What's up with Red? Or is it just the scars of Sister Mary's last appearance?"

>>3418484
>>3418494
>>3418495
>>3418508
>>3418516
>Writing... ... ...

How concerned should we be that Makita is hooked on us setting free her wild side?

>>3418540
depends on which girl you want as the end game i guess.

>>3418549
My worries are more immediate. I was joking about Makita trying to rape us last thread, but now I'm not so sure. The other theory about Mama and Papa Bear wanting to kill us for corrupting Goldilocks is also far more viable.

>>3418570
oh, well im not sure shes gonna go that far, but try and seduce us and be pushy about it maybe. also the mama and papa bear thing is very viable id think yes, but wont happen til she no longer needs any encouragement to act like her 'true self' nor tries to hide it too much.

>>3418581
>try to seduce us
Good luck, she's not our sister

>>3418519

"Without a doubt, Goldy. It's hard to take my eyes off of you~" The blonde succubus recesses into girly motions at the compliment. How she's all flustered doesn't suit her current form. However, her hungry act is reset to maintain character, groping Kitasawa all over as practice. "What's up with Red?" I note. "Or is it just the scars of Sister Mary's last appearance? She's awfully insecure."

Little Red Riding Hood mumbles. "W-What is she going to do? What are they going to do?" I picked up. It was as if her mercenary persona never was there.

"Red, let go of that thought~ Must I remind you again?" I said.

Kitasawa looks up to me. Makita backs away, giggling. "You don't need to, Master!"

"I see. If it helps, follow Goldy's lead. She'll guide you if you're not all there. But I can't say much for our Sister Mary and her future deeds." That may not be much of a reassurance. Though, Kitasawa wobbles her head to affirm. I'm not worried about the servant, as she has enjoyed the best we have offered.

Our nun arrives at the stage. With a jolly smile, she said, "I hope I'm not late! Was just sprucing myself up."
"My," beholding the set's two demons, "what thirsty sinners! It's going to take much more than I expected to whip you into a heavenly state~ Kitasawa, especially you. We left last night's game as a tie, but you clearly cheated."
"T-Try me, dumb bitch!" wrath arising out of nowhere. Red regretted her outcry before long, shrinking under the glowing gaze of Sister Mary that'll reap the benefits of her mistake.

The stage set, I hurry everyone in their proper places. "First we'll focus on these two beautiful women right here! Mary, make an entrance when I give the queue! Kitasawa, get yourself out of the gutter and look like a proud girl!"

>Cont.

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>>3418635

Two demons of primal desires raid the land of those who can temporarily satisfy their lust. Twins, one of emerald eyes and locks of the sun; another of grey eyes and locks of the world's gold. Continuously, they preyed, filling a gaping hole that widens all the while. It throws them into a perpetual, corrupt rapture that sucks men dry, invoking wails of pleasure that echo in the night. Soon, a virtuous saint comes to purify and absolve, clad in chastity. That was the story that Makita gave, sequencing each moment for this album.

I haven't finished "Unlocked Golden Locks," but it'll be done once I'm home. This folder is next in line, pressuring me to bestow a title for its release.

The three models exhaust their energy till the end. Makita is at a window, taking advantage of the cold draft. Kitasawa has been reduced to a puddle of pleasure again.

I'm accompanying Mary, flipping through the pictures that I snapped. "Never thought that the assassin could make a face like that, thinking it would only be a one-time expression. Lil' Makita is just as good. She can strike an erotic angle too well even-- oh, go back, to that other one, kid!"

> "Mary, could you tell me when you were interested in these sorts of things? You're very carefree about it."
> "Mary, be careful. You might tip over your chair-- W-WOAH!"
> "Did you adjust the nun costume? Your butt is more pronounced in most of these pictures."
> (another option)

>>3418734
>"and I thought men were the lustful ones."
> "Did you adjust the nun costume? Your butt is more pronounced in most of these pictures."

>>3418734
> "Mary, be careful. You might tip over your chair-- W-WOAH!"
why not lets die embracing heaven.

>>3418734
> "Mary, could you tell me when you were interested in these sorts of things? You're very carefree about it."
> "Mary, be careful. You might tip over your chair-- W-WOAH!"
I'm interested in why she's so open about this kind of thing, but it'd be crazy to miss an opportunity to have one of the girls fall on top of us.

>>3418734
> "Mary, be careful. You might tip over your chair-- W-WOAH!"
Wouldn't it be a shame if this turn of events were to reveal we were carrying a red hood.

>>3418762
>>3418765
>>3418804
Supporting

Writing... ... ...

I think we should try and figure out the extent of our powers and their drawbacks before we keep using them on people that matter

>>3419075
Who do you recommend we use as a test subject instead? Kita? Kita the younger, if we encounter her? Maybe Miss Akimura too? I don't really mind using them as test subjects.

As it stands, it appears the main detriment of the honied tongue is that the girls might come back for more. And we can't find their limits and effects without putting them to use. We may as well just use them as much as we can to see how they work.
Except on Hanami. She gets a pass (at least for the most part).

>>3419037

"Mary, could you tell me when you were interested in these sorts of things? You're very carefree about it." A woman who's all game for these lewd photography shoots is rare. Makita and Kitasawa have to be persuaded, or supplemented in a way that creates an incentive for them to carry on their acts. Mary has been like this from the very start; since our meeting in my bedroom to now.

"That question takes me back. Since when was I this lax about pornography? Since when I was this outgoing with my body?" Mary paraphrased. "I was an unruly daughter. I and my family lived in the countryside, smack dab in America, and there, you had to make your own fun. Playing around with the boys was the easiest way to entertain me. I was not as delicate as the girls as well; sitting around in grassy fields and picking flowers is too boring. A tomboy I was, I guess? But I was like the dedicated female representative of that friendly band."

A sight if a group of young boys lets a girl run around with them. For some reason, I can't imagine Mary in a traditional dress: white or creme colored and reaches to your ankles. There's the influence from her old circle of friends if that has anything to with this.

Mary takes off her outfit's headpiece, brown hair flowing down and free. "One day, a guy named... what was it? Tony, I think? Tony." She resumes. "One day, Tony brought plastic bags worth of porn mags. All from his brothers, as he was the third child. That should pinpoint my first contact with gravure models and that type of industry."

"What was your most impactful moment, though?"

"College," Mary singularly answered. "I had my Grimm at that time and was studying for a job that has nothing alike with what I'm doing. A turn of events, I'd say. Went to parties while balancing my work, became comfortable with my body despite remaining a virgin. I got my degree, believe it or not. But it's all dusty somewhere at my parent's old home." I scroll past a picture, one that fancied Mary. "Go back, Kid. This one's a full body shot. Makita has some potential, you know that? A couple of more years, 'n she'll have a rack that's as good as mine."

"Mary, be careful," seeing as she leans into me dangerously. "You might tip over your chair-- W-WOAH!"

Just as I warned her, the agent and I plunge to the floor due to her excitement. Mary practically dragged me down; if it wasn't for that, she'd be the only one that has declined. Makita jolts at the sound of clanging steel legs, spectating the formation that we've got ourselves in.

Mary's over me. Her feet are interweaved with mine, and her arms prop her up as I lay down. The nun's pocket that holds her most buxom feature -- a level below Hanami's -- hang near my face. It's a tease, as I'm centimeters away from being cuddled. "Hahaha~ Sorry. My bad, Kid. But this is quite fortunate for you, isn't it?"

>>3419166

> "Not very much. I hit my head on the way down. Doesn't hurt, but it'll bother me."
> "Is my bag fine? There was something in there that I wanted to tease Red with."
> "You're a fox, through and through. Might as well kiss me, eh?~"
> Grab her breasts.
> Grab her ass.
> (another option)

>>3419170
> "Is my bag fine? There was something in there that I wanted to tease Red with."
It's time.

>>3419170
> "You're a fox, through and through. Might as well kiss me, eh?~"

>>3419170
> "Is my bag fine? There was something in there that I wanted to tease Red with."
Wonder what happens when we choose the grabbing options. i wanna do it so bad now.

>>3419212
Why don't we find out? Changing from >>3419194
to
> "You're a fox, through and through. Might as well kiss me, eh?~"
> Grab her ass.
We can always tease red later, but this is a rare chance.

>>3419226
Man this is a hard decision let me think about this.

>>3419226
id support but Makita is around and might get jealous. if she doesnt witness us get murdered first, that is.

>>3419170
> "You're a fox, through and through. Might as well kiss me, eh?~"

ill support this by itself however, it fits our nature without going over the line too much.

>>3419226
Support just have to know

>>3419226
>>3419257
>Writing... ... ...

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>>3419284

Mary's a girl who'll make the most out of every opportunity. Granted, that is how I see her, and what really goes on inside her head is a mystery. But the line between her genuine mistakes and feminine wiles is a blurry border. Presently, this is a good example of what I mean. Did she accidentally tip her chair over, or was it a ploy to put me in this situation.

"You're a fox, through and through. Might as well kiss me, eh?~" wishing for that to be the case.

"Is that a command from a wolf? Or from the boy that's from within?" Mary said, playing along. "Sometimes, your methods are so preposterous that it makes me think that you're trying to prove something. You got yourself a harem. Kinda. And it's not like I'm blind. I've seen what Makita wanted, whispering addictive blandishments to her and that useless assassin."

Her enchanting tone is difficult to pull apart. "Is that disapproval?" I said as it's better to get a straight answer.

"It's not as my own person. But I have a job that calls upon me to uphold its values. Protect and apprehend. You're still a subject being tossed around, so, for your sake, don't get too wild with what you have. At least, in the far future~"

Catching me off guard, Mary kisses me. 'Twas a long one. Time warps to prolong our communion, burning the sexy nun's mature animations into my brain for years to come. It's as if my mind was melting, and so, I grab her ass. It was her turn to moan, as upon sensing my fingers -- fondling the rich fat that takes place in her buttocks -- she lets forth a series of whines.

Makita, hearing her partner's pleasured whimpers, snaps her perspective onto us. "Mary, what are you doing to Mister Wolf! M-Mister Wolf, what are doing to Mary!" she interrogated with full force. Kitasawa has recuperated from the photo shoot's erotic torture a bit, regaining a small amount of her sanity. She just watches, eyeing the red cloak that streams out from my bag.

Leaving Baby Bear on the stool she previously sat on, Goldilocks approaches us with cold feet. Every time Mary dips her tongue to trespass upon my mouth, she becomes more and more absorbed on our tangle.

I can't stop squishing Mary's butt. My hands move along with its tide-like maneuver. What this nun is giving me is like... a meal. A delicious dinner, seasoned and tender.

After so long, she detaches from my maw, a string of saliva breaking as she lifted. Mary was in heat, red streaking across her face horizontally. "H-Huh?" she said. "W-Why do I? I can't... W-What did you do...?! Ahaaa~" As if the erupting emotions inside her is unbearable, Mary claims my lips with more severity. Makita watches in sheer consternation.

> Try to pull away from Mary.
> Keep at it until Mary has had her fill.
> (another option)

>>3419425
i think Goldy is both interested and jealous. a dangerous combo for someone who controls giant death bears.

>>3419425
> Keep at it until Mary has had her fill.
just lay back and let her take the blame for where she takes this.

>>3419425
> Keep at it until Mary has had her fill.
I want to see where this is going.

>>3419464
OMG please whatever you do. do it on pastebin. I need details.

>>3419425
> (another option)
>Devour her

Prolly a bad idea but hey

Freindly reminder that our sister is still napping downstairs and could probably wake up at any moment and walk in here.

>>3419425
> Keep at it until Mary has had her fill.
>"aren't you going to join goldy."
>>3419703
Another great idea but I want to give that to our sister.

>>3419425
> Try to pull away from Mary.
aaaaaaaa

>>3419425
> Try to pull away from Mary

>>3419425 #
> Keep at it until Mary has had her fill.
Pray that onee-san didn't hear anything one floor down.

>>3419425
> Keep at it until Mary has had her fill.

>>3419425
> Try to pull away from Mary.
Guys please.
Now is not the time for this.

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>>3419425
> Try to pull away from Mary.

>>3419456
>>3419464
>>3419737
>>3419900
>>3419902

I couldn't measure time. The orange and pink beams of light are the only relative signs that I can use. Too bad that it didn't help much, as it would've made this embrace much more trackable. Mary, in a sense, is time; the clock stops when we kissed, and it won't tick until she has had her fill.

Was it seconds? Was it minutes? Hours even? I don't fucking know; I just knew that I'm being eaten alive with my grasps on her cheeks. The instance she has tired herself allows me to perceive the damage of Mary's infliction, the agent herself collapsing as if we fucked the whole night away.

Upwards to Mary, I said: "Aren't you going to join?" It wasn't the appropriate measure, but I felt that I needed to crack a joke so I can comprehend this into an adequate scope.

Makita moves from her wary statuing. Howbeit, she paused, but not after she was overshadowing my figure. In that lapse, the demoness regresses to where she was, her emoting bear trying to distract her from the Nun and whom she was defeated by.

Glancing to the panting bitch that lies on my lap, I espy a mark on her neck: just above the chest and under her collar bones.

> Try to have a sensible talk with Mary. "Alleviated yet? Or do you need a minute to yourself?"
> Approach Mary. "Didn't expect that one bit. How did we look like?"
> Approach Kitasawa. "Enjoyed the show, Red? However, I think your attention was off on something else."
> Check on Hanami.
> (another option)

(3/3 Grimm completed! Bestowed "Kaleidoscope" to Mary Blessfield!)

>>3419992
Damn it! This should be to our sister.

>>3419992
Did we just give a power to Mary? Also what does the mark look like?
> Approach Mary. "Didn't expect that one bit. How did we look like?"

>>3420005
It's up to you Anons if you want a specified design of the mark.

>>3419992
> Approach Kitasawa. "Enjoyed the show, Red? However, I think your attention was off on something else."
Time for a last pathetic attempt at rebellion.

>>3420006
How big is the mark? First thoughts for the mark a wolf running, a wolf's bite, a kissmark, or the initials BB come to mind.

>>3419992
Kinda miffed we didn’t give that power to Hanami, but what’s done is done.

>>3420006
First thing that came to mind was a bite mark when I read it.

>>3419992
> Approach Kitasawa. "Enjoyed the show, Red? However, I think your attention was off on something else."
Now that we've shown what we can do, it's time to assert our dominance over Kitasawa.

It's unfortunate that we didn't give Hanami the power, but we had no way of knowing that we'd be bestowing a power on anyone else, and it's too late now. We'll need to make this up to Makita somehow since she clearly isn't happy, too. On the bright side, if we've given Mary a physical mark, then we probably have her in the bag.

>>3420006
>>3420025
>>3420036
I'm not entirely clear on the position of the mark. Is the mark on the neck itself or is it below the collarbone height-wise? The position will affect what I think would be a good mark.

>>3420036
I'm not sure if it's a general power or a mary-only power, I mean kaleidoscopes use glass

>>3420042
The power seems to be for Mary because
>kaleidoscope
However there is something not right.
We got power from ”breaking” red which makes sence since we are the big bad wolf, but I don’t think bloody Mary has anything to do with wolfs. (right?)

>>3420064
It's more like powers we just learned to use

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So the Wolf, Coyote and Serpent.
What if the three are special as the the most well known (or one of the most well known) villains of their respective format?
The Big Bad Wolf for fairy tales
The Serpent for religion
And the Coyote for cartoons.

>>3420126
They seem more to be tricksters and I feel like coyote is myths

>>3420126
So in other words, we need to start working out with Hanami so that we can gain the speed of Road Runner and secure our victory.

>>3419992
Nuts. I wanted to give the first mark to Hanami too

Darn. Well at least when we put on the mark on Hanami we want to top her off as much as possible huehue

>>3420139
Native American Folklore if you're going that route, which isn't really well known.
The Coyote is native to America.
The Big Bad Wolf isn't a trickster in all of his appearances.
Sometimes they even get tricked.

>>3420141
Meep meep.

Do you think it's safe to show hanami to Mary now? When should we give hanami that mark/bestowment?

What does the power even do?

>>3420214
There's no guarantee that Hanami will get a mark too. Based on the post, it seems like a one-time thing granted by unlocking all of our Grimm powers.

>>3420234
How should we know?

So, why did we mark the cake first? It really seemed like we wanted our sister or Goldy.

>>3420359
Because anons are thirsty retards.

>>3420359
Because we didn't know what it would do

>>3420403
Okay, then why did we choose to go further with her than anybody else?

>>3420414
It was easy and we wanted see what would happen and now we know. Also we needed to unlock all our abilities didn't really see the last part with the mark coming. We don't know much about the mark right now so we need to experiment.

>>3420414
Because she pushed it further than anyone else.a

>>3420234
>>3420267
It seems to stop time

>>3420378
Checks out

I knew the daily updates were unsual. OP must be resting.

>>3419992
> Try to have a sensible talk with Mary. "Alleviated yet? Or do you need a minute to yourself?"
> Approach Mary. "Didn't expect that one bit. How did we look like?"
Strange how no one else has suggested anything

>>3419992
> Ask Mary if she’s ok.
> Approach Kitasawa. "Enjoyed the show, Red? However, I think your attention was off on something else."

>>3419992
>> Try to have a sensible talk with Mary. "Alleviated yet? Or do you need a minute to yourself?"
> Approach Kitasawa. "Enjoyed the show, Red? However, I think your attention was off on something else."
finally back home. let's see I think this will deal with everything. I don't really get the second Mary one.

>>3420015
>>3420041
>>3420608
>>3420710
>Writing... ... ...

>>3420025
>>3420036
> A mark depicting a wolf's bite.
It's right on the sternum; close but below the collarbone and as big as an average man's palm, if that clarifies things.

>>3420761

"Are you okay, Mary?" I said to the woman on my lap. "Alleviated yet, or do you need a minute to yourself?"

"P-Please do," dragging herself off of me. "I-I need a beer. Makita, c-could you get me one? N-Nnhaa~" Goldilocks goes to the minifridge to fulfill her partner's order. A handful of cans the blonde demoness gave, set by the nun who struggles to put herself upright. Mary quivers, a fist pressing against her crotch. There's no way to relieve herself, as that'll require full privacy and our vacation from the classroom. Such obstruction is the agent's tormentor, hips grinding. Only alcohol can provide a quick escape from her arousal.

Mary removed from my legs, I make my way towards Kitasawa. My behavior elates when opposing Little Red Riding Hood, secretly laughing at the reduced servant. "Enjoyed the show, Red? However, I think your attention was off on something else?" Of course, it's the red cloak, fake in its power. But as I identify what lives in the assassin's iris, a driving hope shows itself to me.

She has put herself together from the acts of the nun and her photo shoot accomplice. Her legs are shaky when standing to face me, just as shaky as Mary's but without the steady urge to moan. "A bet," she said. "A bet... Mutt."

> "What kind of bet?"
> Just give her the red cloak.
> Refuse her. "Maybe on some other day~"
> (another option)

>>3420887
> "What kind of bet?"
Oh my, somebodý is confident.

>>3420887
>> "What kind of bet?"
can't really judge anything until we know what it is

>>3420887
>> "What kind of bet?"

>>3420887
> "I might be willing to hear out my dear servant - if she addresses me properly..."
Back to calling us mutt, I see. That's going to cost her. We'll hear out the bet, but I don't intend to let her get ahead of herself.

>>3420887
>"I thought I made myself clear, it's master"
>"What kind of bet?"

>>3420897
>>3420916
>>3420920
>>3420978
>>3420974
>Writing... ... ...

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>>3420985

"What kind of bet? I might be willing to hear out my dear servant -- if she addresses me properly..." Somebody's confident. It's going to cost her more if she's back to calling me a mutt. I'll listen to this proposal; Kitasawa is putting more on the line, and I don't intend to let her get ahead of herself. The pain of a loss is proportionate to the loser's stakes.

"Not until I still have a chance!" She points a defiant finger at me, breaking through the persuasive frame that I have encased her with. "Y-You fucking mutt! Bastard Canine! I challenge you to a one-on-one duel! If I win, I'm leaving you and these bitches!--"

> "-- Deal."
> "-- And if you lose?~"
> "-- Never mind. I'm too tired to fight you, Red."
> (another option)

>>3421002
> "-- And if you lose?~"
Come now, Red. You can't just expect us to go into this with nothing go gain.

>>3421002
> "-- And if you lose?~"

>>3421002
> "-- And if you lose?~"
also all she demanded is if she wins, she leaves. nothing about the hood, not even the fake one.

>>3421002
> "-- And if you lose?~"
I almost feel bad for her.

>>3421007
>>3421011
>>3421013
>>3421015
>Writing... ... ...

>>3421049

"-- And if you lose?" This is quite sad for Little Red. If my assumptions are correct, then what she's doing is far beyond irony's land. That gaze sees the spilled cloak as a key to freedom; a rescue rope that'll return her Grimm and her life.

"If I lose..." Immediately, the idea of futility paints over her facade. She mindlessly blurted out the challenge, not even considering the ramifications that she'll drop herself in. It terrifies her; however, her feet are already three quarters deep into the mud of recklessness. Kitasawa is forced to move forward. Nevertheless, her vibrancy shines, cussing me out as if it's the end of the world.

"No-Good fucker! Lust Sponge! Slut Mate!" The collared girl berates me to the best of her abilities until her throat becomes dry. Mary's too busy with herself. On the other hand, Makita records our negotiations.

"Your quite the name caller and all, but you haven't answered me. What happens if you lose?" Kitasawa didn't respond because she doesn't want to. She merely recoils with bark.

"I-I don't care! Give me my cloak and challenge me! I've already said enough to you!"

> What will Kitasawa give if she loses?

>>3421136
>not allowed to wear underwear anymore.
honestly ive got no clue, we dont really need anything from her so may aswell force her to be further humiliated.
also
>Agree, hand her the fake cloak.
>if she gets upset its not her Grimm Cloak, smile and say "its a gift from me to you, thus, it IS your cloak, now anyways~"

>>3421136
we could always try that new thing we have basically ending up like mary over there

>>3421136
>"You join the NRO and register yourself with them. And then you can come live with me as a recovering delinquent!"

>>3421136
>Obedience. For real this time.
If she loses this, she's ours and there's no going back.

>>3421148
If we tell her that, she might not honor the duel. Instead, we can tell her that we ate her Grimm's power because we're the Big Bad Wolf and we can do that, just like the story. She probably doesn't know the extent of our power, so we can probably get away with lying to her face about that.

>>3421152
you know I wish I had another name for this power instead of just "new thing" or "the kiss"

>>3421166
Well, we have Huff n' Puff and Honied Tongue. Pretty sure the kiss has to do with eating people up in the stories, so maybe we call it Meal Time?

>>3421171
that'll work but I seriously want to test it on red now just to see if the mark would appear

>>3421148
>>3421160
>>3421158
>Writing... ... ...

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>>3421204

" 'I don't care,' you say? If that's so, then I have three things. Join the N.R.O. and register yourself with them. Mary can assist you in that if the stimulation she has sustained pacifies by the time we're done. You'll come live with me as a 'recovering delinquent,' which isn't too far off."

I decided to hold off from telling Kitasawa the whole story here. It'll make her smooth transition into my household rigid if she's to know about what's happening.

"That's only if you win. Don't get ahead of yourself, Mutt!" Look who's talking. Your pride grows too fast for your own good, Red. It never did anyone good. This is what people call hubris, and it'll be the cause of your downfall this round.

Gesturing, I went on. "Secondly, obedience. For real this time. Persuading you to avoid these ideas of rebellion isn't working, as its results sit before me. You shall regard yourself as a servant in both body and mind, leading me to my last demand. You are not allowed to wear underwear if you lose. As long as you're under my watchful eye, you're to go without panties and bra. Lingerie and whatnot are orders of further notice."

"Fucking sick..." Kitasawa said, disgusted.

"It's your fault for bringing up this bet." Stomping, I startle Red. "I take it that this said bet is to be carried out pronto. Get ready, okay, Red?~" tilted inwards to her.

Kitasawa heeds my advice with no respect. Recognized, nonetheless slightly irked by the delinquent's manners, I agree to give her cloak back. Oh~ How she was when her fingers stole the crimson cloth. Red almost looked happily, purposely covered by slanted brows to uphold a once strong image.

Chairs, desks, and tables cleared, I and my competitor are within an open circle inside the club room. Makita took the opportunity to change into her uniform, pretending to be a sweet, innocent girl again. Mary is moved farther into the room. Near her mini-fridge, so she can drink her afflicted lust away.

Baby Bear stands in the middle of the clearing, holding a makeshift flag. He waves it once, twice, and then three times, beginning the match with a wild dance.

> Let Kitasawa have the first move and realize the absence of her power.
> Dash towards Kitasawa. She's at an advantage.
> (another option)

>>3421288
well, now we find out if she can get even a minor bit of her ability from just any old Hood.

> Dash towards Kitasawa. She's at an advantage.
we're confident not stupid. hood or no hood she isnt gonna just fold.

>>3421288
> Dash towards Kitasawa. She's at an advantage.
Make her go full panic mode

>>3421288
> Dash towards Kitasawa. She's at an advantage.

>>3421288
> Dash towards Kitasawa. She's at an advantage.
We should try to catch her immediately while she's shocked that no weapon can be drawn rather than give her the chance to decide to use melee.

>>3421288
> Dash towards Kitasawa. She's at an advantage.
Then meal time

>>3421302
>>3421339
>>3421343
>>3421361
>>3421363
>Writing... ... ...

>>3421411
Mark the Red Riding hood

>>3421411

I dash towards Kitasawa. Swiftly, she gets into a stance, looking goofy with lingerie under her cloak. Even if I'm confident in winning, I must obey a sliver of my cowardice by the chance that she's capable without her Grimm.

As I close in, my opponent whips out a hand, expecting the process of materialization to deliver an armament to her palm. For a second, she was holding air, waiting for her Grimm to do what she needed it to do; nevertheless, not a gun nor stick could be summoned. "W-What?!" she yelled out, not understanding the trickery. Hastily, she makes a run for the side to avoid my charge, nearly getting caught by me when I make it to her position. There marked a chase and nothing but a chase between a wolf and his prey.

Soon, the dog-collared girl begins to jade. She can't preserve her body's movement much longer; energy drained as I keep pressuring her to run inside our mad circle.

With one final leap, I collide with Kitasawa. Panicking, she starts to throw punches everywhere she can hit. It's an unlucky predicament. Sadly, I am not bruised by her blows. That, until I'm poked in the eyes.

Blinded, I curtain my brows to mend her childish tactic. When sight is repaired, I watch as Little Red Riding Hood rushes for the doors. She held her cloak tight for dear life. Though, misfortune hasn't had enough of this girl, disregarding her desperation.

Kitasawa trips, sliding into the passageway's panels. Makita tries to come with me to check on her, but I suggested that she should keep Baby Bear company while I dealt with the stray servant.

Hugging the classroom's door, she attempts to fend me off. "N-No! No! This...! What did you do!" she said so meekly, yet so shrill.

> "Seems that you lost your Grimm? Is that even possible~?"
> "You're quick to pull the trigger without a second thought. That cloak is a fake, Red."
> "You lose~"
> Kiss her. She's as delicious as Mary.
> (another option)

>>3421502
> Kiss her. She's as delicious as Mary

>>3421502
> "You're quick to pull the trigger without a second thought. That cloak is a fake, Red."
Ok, I think the bullying has gone on long enough.

>>3421502
> "You lose~"
> Kiss her. She's as delicious as Mary.

>>3421502
> "You're quick to pull the trigger without a second thought. That cloak is a fake, Red."
> Kiss her. She's as delicious as Mary.
Just a quick peck, though.

You guys realise this commotion probably woke our sister up right?
Murphy's law dictates she WILL see us kissing Red Riding Hood here.
Do you really want to upset her that much?

>>3421521
This, so much this

>>3421502
> "You lose~"
> Kiss her. She's as delicious as Mary.
Don't need to say that the cloak is fake. We need to make her reach the bottom of despair.

>>3421521
Why do you think I added in, "Just a quick peck, though"?

>>3421521
We can just make an excuse of "She started it first." Pointing the angry red eyeball that Kitasaw poked from.

>>3421528
It's still a vote to kiss.

>>3421502
> "You lose~"
> Kiss her. She's as delicious as Mary.

>>3421530
That doesn't even make sense.
If she sees us she will see us kissing a girl wearing nothing but lingerie and a hood.
Come on.

>>3421535
That she is a pervert....easy. Then we can rape her along with our sister.

Win-win

>>3421521
ecchi is ecchi as long as we know how to deal with it

>>3421538
What?
I...
What?
Anon, pls.

>>3421502
> "You lose~"
We've had enough kisses for today, ya thirsty wankers.

>>3421540
This, coming literally the day after we said we don't "like" them during our time with Hanami.
Oh my god.

>>3421547
its part of one of our shoots. she can't really disprove that can she?

>>3421543
Fair enough.
Changing >>3421534
to just
> "You lose~"
We'll have plenty of chances to kiss her once she's living with us.

>>3421557
It's in the passageway, anon.
To any bystanders watching she just rushed out of the room, tripped and is attempting to fend us off.
So uh.
Make of that what you will.

>>3421509
Changing this to
> "You lose~"

>>3421530
>>3421538
this Anon makes no sense but honestly our sister already knows what kinda stuff we get up to in the club, and 'what kinda friends we have here'. she wont be happy but not surprised.

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>>3421518
Changing to just
> "You're quick to pull the trigger without a second thought. That cloak is a fake, Red."
Because what the fuck, >>3421538.

>>3421530
>Sis comes in
>Some drunk woman chugging beer in the corner
>half-nekkid girl crying while MC is forcing himself on her
>Only cloth is the Red hood that we showed our sis earlier and told her we wanted to prank someone
>Seems like she was running from us
>MC has a black eye
>Says that it's girlpp's fault

Oh wow, are you trying to do this on purpose

>>3421510
>>3421527
>>3421534
>>3421543
>>3421569
>Just "You lose~"

>Writing... ... ...

>>3421538
That's pretty weird man.

>>3421590
yeah that guy went to far

>>3421590
>>3421598
dont kinkshame him

thats probably one of his kinks and he will like it.

>>3421527
>>3421530
>>3421538
>make her reach the bottom of despair
>an excuse of "She started it first." Pointing the angry red eyeball
>Then we can rape her along with our sister.
>Win-win
Not only is this disgusting, it's also painfully ESL.
Get some help, be it from an English grammar book or a psychiatrist, I don't care which.

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>>3421590

"You lose~" I announced. My victory is diabolical and I have no right to win this. But God -- or the Gods -- will smite me if they truly hated my guts. And I'm not sensing any lightning up above! Oh no. Just Mary's drunken stare and Makita's perverse gaze, by which Goldy's possibly wishing that I'm doing this to her; or that she's the one terrorizing Kitasawa.

On the other side of the door that my prey pleads by, I hear the voice of a sleeping beauty. "Rou?" Hanami called, "Is everything alright up there? I know I'm not supposed to intrude on your, er, interests, but it really concerns me. Should I come up there?"

I return her inquiry, distracted from Kitasawa that crawls below me. "Don't worry about it, Sis! Why don't you play with the bears?"

"Are you?... Okay, Rou," coming to a conclusion by herself. "Just... Just come to me if they're too much for you, 'kay?"

"Yeah. 'Kay, Sis." The atmosphere wasn't interfered by Mary's, Makita's, mine, nor Kitasawa's reverberances. I wouldn't blame 'em; Makita was the only one that knew of Hanami's presence, but vaguely; "A sheep in a bear's den," was the excuse that misled her.

> Go check on Hanami just in case. Makita should keep Kitasawa's state under wraps.
> Talk with Kitasawa and placate her desperation. "That was a close call, huh?"
> Sit by the mellowed out Mary and test out some beer. "Cooled down? You were in awful heat just then."
> Rest by Makita. "That's the sheep that I spoke of. I would've shown my sister, but it isn't appropriate right now."
> (another option)

>>3421645
> Rest by Makita. "That's the sheep that I spoke of. I would've shown my sister, but it isn't appropriate right now."

>>3421645
> Talk with Kitasawa and placate her desperation. "That was a close call, huh?"

>>3421645
>> Sit by the mellowed out Mary and test out some beer. "Cooled down? You were in awful heat just then."
should probably find about that ability

>>3421645
> Rest by Makita. "That's the sheep that I spoke of. I would've shown my sister, but it isn't appropriate right now."
By the way, what's our excuse for eye bruises?

>>3421672
set accident with a prop

>>3421672
japan a few years ago was having an issue with schools plagued with pink eye due to a new eyeball licking fetish trend going through some schools.

>>3421672
Attacked by an enemy Grimm user, but defeated them.

It's not a lie.

>>3421676
But our parents don't know about our hobby. The excuse should be more legit.
What could pass as a safety hazard in the occult club room?

>>3421645
> Rest by Makita. "That's the sheep that I spoke of. I would've shown my sister, but it isn't appropriate right now."
Makita is probably feeling pretty burned now that we made out with Mary, tackled Red, and brought yet another girl to club without really telling her. Let's give her some attention.

>>3421689
bookcase?

>>3421645
>> Rest by Makita. "That's the sheep that I spoke of. I would've shown my sister, but it isn't appropriate right now."

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>>3421666
Demonic trips

>>3421651
>>3421672
>>3421693
>>3421704
>Writing... ... ...

>>3421689
Maybe we could try occult club chunni eyepatch instead?

>>3421708

Dodging that slow-flying bullet, I make sure that Kitasawa far from the classroom's doors. It was a bit of a threat more so, speaking of humiliating her even more if she doesn't keep away from the entrances. I assure that they're a playful quote and that I didn't mean it; it's to get her to listen to me, her master.

I go over to Makita and her window-side stool. My eyes are irritated after what strikes them. I'd be in disbelief if they weren't red as fuck when I look into a mirror. There's Mom, Dad, and Hanami too; explaining the damage is going to be a chore if they notice it.

"Mister Wolf, who was that in the hall? I'm sure that it wasn't Miss Akimura," Goldilocks said. Although her tone's different, she displays an unhinged visage. Is she that jealous after everything? A word or two would've been fine if she wanted the same treatment as her friend Mary over there.

"That's the sheep that I spoke of. I would've shown my sister, but it isn't appropriate right now."

"You brought your sister here?! She could've seen us! She could've seen me and Kitasawa in those demon outfits! She could've seen you and Mary making out! She could've seen you just a second ago!" The repetition drew the point all too well. I got it in under the first sentence -- Geez, Goldy.

"Hahaha," I laughed, covering my blunders and the reality of our club's passing time. She questioned why I was exuding such mockeries. "Seeing how close I was without even knowing relieves me. Hanami could've gone up here whenever she wanted to. So why shouldn't I laugh? C'mon, Goldy, laugh with me!"

"H-Hey, Mister Wolf!" flinging her into my own shenanigans. There were a surprising amount of board games in the clubroom.


"You were jealous, Goldy."

"I... I was not! It's a reaction that any normal person has when watching a man grope and kiss a nun. Don't get me started on what you did to Kitasawa. Look at her eyes, their blank."

"Sorry about that, if that really works you up. But that doesn't excuse the want that you exude. Why did you approach me when I had Mary's ass in my hands? Hmm~?"

"I'd rather not... tell. My queen!"

"Hehe~ Checkmate, Goldy. You really bad at chess."

>Cont.

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>>3421753

The sky is starting to darken, its shades of blue turning purple. "Rou, what were you doing up there?" asked Hanami out of curiosity. "I swear that I heard moaning. Not like painful ones, the--"

"You can stop there, Sis. Doesn't take much to understand your conceptions. Since when did you wake up?" The two of us walks down an ice cream shop. We used to go there together, but the activity deceased when Hanami entered middle school. She'd order something fancy when inside there while I stuck with vanilla. Something like "Fudge Sundae Sunday Crisp" and other cups that are too elaborate for a small shop.

"Well, the bears that I was sleeping with started getting rowdy when certain girl moaned herself. Like they were complaining."

"Huh. I guessed so. They really need to not butt into other peoples' business. At least the littler of three's tolerable."


As I listened to Hanami's story's from our past, I pick up something in the air. An arrow whizzes overhead, chipping the sidewalk. My sister lifts her hood -- just enough to grab a full view -- to examine the projectile. It had a note on it.

> Pick the note from the arrow.
> Ignore the arrow and hurry to home.
> (another option)

>>3421756
>Take both the arrow and the note, because, hey, free arrow.

Seriously, though, best not to have someone not in the know thinking about where that arrow came from.

>>3421766
Support.
This better not be from the Woodsman.

>>3421766
Supporting

>>3421773
If it was from him, it'd probably be a hatchet in that case.

>>3421773
What about Robin Hood?

>>3421766
Supporting

>>3421766
>>3421773
>>3421776
>>3421812
>Writing... ... ...

>>3421864

A free arrow. That's cool. I should be apprehensive in a moment like this since there has to be someone who shot at us. But there wasn't a follow up to this tied message's landing. A singular worry that I cared for within my mind was that of the shooter's identity. Clearly, no one goes out with a bow this late in the afternoon and starts nocking arrows. If that's the case, then this city has a bigger problem than Grimm-users. We got madmen.

The wisest scholars are mice in the scale of knowledge. Madmen contain as much or exceed the knowledge of a scholar. They can predict prophecies better than any seer. They can solve problems better than any scientist. And it's all because of their insanity. One can say that another's mad just by searching for common signs of insanity. But there's always that small, insignificant chance that he or she is right.

That's not to say Grimm-users aren't any less dangerous. A terrorist group can roll around that corner and enact a revolution; like how those movie tropes go when a powerful yet minuscule gathering plots to "make the world equal" or "evolve humanity to its next level." Now authors are the true seers. They invented scenarios that might just about be in our tangible fabric.

Picking up the arrow and its note troubled Hanami. Nonetheless, she doesn't bring up her concerns; only till we reach our house's front porch. "Can you read it? Is somebody after you?" Funny, because I think that people would abduct you first, Sis.

"Just wait a minute. We can read it in my room." Greeting Mom and Dad, the latter of the two mention the redness of my eyes. I told them that it was from an accident at my club; a prop used for our activities when they asked for a particular elucidation. Upon holing up in my room, I then read the note. "Twelve o'clock, Sunday," it said, appointing an encounter at the local park two days from now.

"Have any ideas of what that means?" Hanami questioned. "I won't let you go there if it's dangerous!" She has her hood off, or her hoodie for that matter -- it's thrown onto my bed. My sister's select apparel under her hoodie is extremely shallow yet eye-catching: a tank top and shorts that indent the fat on her butt and thighs.

> "Why would a person bother giving me a message? If he wanted to harm me, he would've by now."
> "I'm not set on going wherever this note wants me to go, Sis. Just thinking if it'll be worth my time."
> "Eh. Don't worry about that." *throw the note away*
> "When's the last time that you've worn a bra? Or is that shirt of yours one?"
> (another option)

>>3421921
> "I'm not set on going wherever this note wants me to go, Sis. Just thinking if it'll be worth my time."
> “What’s more worthwhile is looking up which Fairy Tales or fantasy involve bows, arrows, archers and/or hunters...”

>>3421921
> "Why would a person bother giving me a message? If he wanted to harm me, he would've by now."
> "I'm not set on going wherever this note wants me to go, Sis. Just thinking if it'll be worth my time."
> "Well, enough about that. Anything you'd like to do this evening?"

Thought: what would happen if we put on reds cloak (the real one). In her case the item seems to hold the power of her grimm so there is a small chance that we might be able to use it for ourselves, however it’s most likely that it is tied to her in some way. But let’s try when we get the chance.

>>3421921
>>3422028
This

>>3422028
Support

>>3421940
If your searching for that might as well be finding a needle in a haystack. Might be robin hood, William tell, and less likely der freischutz.
> "Why would a person bother giving me a message? If he wanted to harm me, he would've by now."
>"geez sis, don't you have any clean good fitting clothes."
Well can suggest going to the shopping mall

>>3422287
>shopping mall
>with the girl that can create anything she wants.
Can't you read between the lines?
>>3421921
> "When's the last time that you've worn a bra? Or is that shirt of yours one?"

>>3422289
It's always fun to go to the mall besides it's not like she can't get inspiration. Also when should we have a beach episode.

>>3422293
Swimsuits could be the next shoot we could even to go to the beach for that real feeling.

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>>3422028
>>3422051
>>3422248
>>3422287

"Why would a person bother giving me a message? If he wanted to harm me, he would've by now. Besides, I'm not set on going wherever this note wants me to go, Sis. Just thinking if it'll be worth my time."

"But what if you will? I wouldn't want you fighting a stranger in the night, only to be caught and never be seen again. The fact that someone shot an arrow to give this message to us should be alarming enough. You're strong, I know that; nevertheless, I scare if you're going to be hurt."

That's quite nice of her to express her toils over my safety. Hanami's sisterly instincts aren't as calm as a remote pond. And that's an occasion that I appreciate: an overflowing pond of passion, despite its soft-spoken conveyance. However, she wouldn't be able to fight. Hanami might be able to pull out something from her boob-gate, but I doubt that its category of provided items would give a blade.

"Well, enough about that. Anything you'd like to do this evening?"

"I don't really know. I'm fine with relaxing with you silently, and that was what I had in mind when you permitted this agreement to grow. Didn't consider do anything else." That's one fatal mistake that should've been left when she was a teenager. I'm a victim to it at times, merely secular and not planning for the future. It throws a wrench in a number of my strategies. "... Do you want to continue playing with me?"

"With what?"

"The eroge from last night. We haven't seen all of its scenes yet." Hanami has probably written down everything that she has done from the game by now. "I somewhat liked it, reading it with you in spite of its awkwardness..."

"Why not. Do you have the copy, Sis?" I said, the shut-in answering me with a yes; Sis goes to her room and back, retrieving the VN. How she walked shifts her tits; they bounced in a way that it isn't too energetic, nor too inanimate. A sweet spot in the manner that they jiggle. That goes for her lower half too. Her panties are peeking out due to its diminutiveness in comparison to the rear that it wraps around. "Geez. Don't you have any clean, good-fitting clothes?"

"O-Oh," looking down to her attire. "I apologize, Rou. I was in a rush to go towards the school. Didn't think about what I was wearing when I changed clothes..."

> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."
> "Don't fret, Sis. Why don't you change? I can be a little more patient."
> (another option)

>>3422334
> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."

>>3422334
> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."

>>3422334
> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."

>>3422334
> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."
Just fuck already!

>>3422334

> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."

Mark her already

>>3422334
> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."
>*Intense gaze*

Wew
Unanimous support.
Good to know we've got our priorities straight.

>>3422416
I mean technically im after the Goldy ending, but that doesn't mean we cant appreciate our sister along the way.

>>3422416
Sis is best girl

>>3422449
Nah, we're far past the point of monogamy after marking the cake.

>>3422471
We can always elope with sis if the polygamous life doesn't work out, anyway.

>>3422334
> "It's not that I don't like it. And frankly, I do. Was just wondering why."

>>3422449
>Goldy ending
Hanami is worried about us liking other girls, Goldy gets jealous when we pay attention to other girls, we've physically marked Mary by arousing her to a level she's probably never felt before, and we have plans to basically mindbreak Red. Not to mention our plans to acquire more models and expand our business. A single girl end is... unlikely, to put it mildly.