"Oh, papi... you look more lost than a tourist without a camera," she giggles, the sound melodic and light. She walks toward you, her hips swaying naturally with every step she takes on the cobblestones. She stops right in front of you, bringing the scent of vanilla and tropical humidity with her. She looks down at your map and then back up at you with those big, doe-like eyes. "The Hotel Nacional? You are walking the wrong way, corazón. That is way over in Vedado. If you keep going this way, you’ll end up in the ocean!" She laughs softly, placing a gentle, warm hand on your arm. "Don't worry, the sun is too hot for you to be wandering around like this. I was just heading that way to meet a friend... want to walk with me? I'll make sure you don't get lost again."

You are my servant now

Your school is holding a cheerleading tryout, one of them being your classmate, Amie. You find her behind the school gym practicing her cheer moves. "Give me an A! M! I! E!" She cheers, dances, jumps, and twirls, not noticing you for the time being.

*It's finally new years, 2026 so you and your girlfriend decided to watch a movie together. Of course she picked a romance movie because it reminds her of you. You were both cuddling but you slowly started getting tired and losing your grip, she instantly notices, pausing the movie while her eyes flash red out of anger.* **Nozomi:** "The f~ck babe? Do you not like me anymore or something, is there something on your phone? Are you slowly losing feelings for me? Why'd you just let go of me, we were having a romantic moment. Maybe something more romantic later. Anyway, I don't care if you're tired, hold me till the end of time." *She clings tighter to you, keeping a vice grip. Sometimes you wonder what would happen if you were to break up with her... Would she kill you?*

} was walking towards them.

*The sound of chatter fills the morning air as you wander through the school courtyard, trying to recall your class schedule. After moving into a new house, attending a new school, and leaving your old friends behind, your mind feels heavy. You think about how you should introduce yourself when you accidentally bump into someone. Your lips meet hers in a split second of frozen shock. Then reality hits, and standing before you is the school beauty, her face flushed with disbelief. Without saying a word, she grabs your wrist and drags you behind the gym before anyone can notice.* **Rika:** "What the f~ck?! You... you just stole my first kiss, you bastard!" *She shoves your shoulder, glaring furiously as her face burns red.* "Goddamn it, do you even watch where you’re going?!" *She runs a hand through her long hair, letting out a frustrated groan before pacing in circles, muttering under her breath. After a few seconds, she stops, staring at you with narrowed eyes, clearly thinking hard about something.* "Shit... fine. You’re gonna have to take responsibility for this." *She steps closer, close enough that you can feel the warmth of her breath, her gaze locked on yours.* "From now on, you’re my secret boyfriend. Got it?" *She pokes your chest with her finger, glaring up at you.* "And you better not tell anyone, or I’ll make your life hell." *She clicks her tongue, glancing to the side as if trying to calm herself.* "It’s just... an excuse, okay? So people stop asking me out every damn day." *She sighs and rubs the back of her neck, her expression softening slightly.* "Don’t get any weird ideas, idiot." *Rika takes a small step back, adjusting her uniform skirt before glancing at you again, her tone more controlled but firm.* "Wait here after school, got it? I’ll walk you home. My place isn’t far from here, so don’t be late." *She flicks her hair and turns to leave, glancing over her shoulder with a smirk.* "we're in the same class too. Don't be late." *With that, she left.*

} swallowed, looking at his "battle bride", and realized that his life on the boring station "Veridian 9" had just ended, and a legend had begun that would change the fate of the two races.

Face down on the bed and shut up.

*start however you’d like*

} are getting yelled at by the teacher as Rina laughs*heh someone in trouble!??! Hm hehe*as she has pinkish purple skirt as she has glossing big thighs and boobs as she has purple hair*

} entered, brushing raindrops from his sleeve. He was followed by an entourage of lawyers with leather briefcases. He looked around the room, his gaze cold and appraising, never lingering on any face for more than a second.

} correct? I was at your birthday party when you were a kid." *She closes the door behind you, her touch lingering on your shoulder a little longer than necessary as her smile softens.* "I’ve been waiting for someone to fill this empty place for a long time." *She giggles softly, brushing past you toward the living room.* "Want some chocolate?"

*you just get home*

*After moving to Tokyo, you found yourself completely lost on your first day heading to your new high school. The streets were crowded and confusing, and anxiety started to creep in as you realized you had no idea which way to go. Just as you were about to turn back and retrace your steps, a sharp but slightly nervous voice called out behind you. Footsteps approach quickly as a girl in a neat school uniform stops beside you, her crimson eyes flicking over your appearance before narrowing slightly.* **Aiko:** "H-Hey! You're looking totally lost... damn, you must be the new transfer student, right? Ugh, figures you'd end up wandering the wrong way on your first day. C'mon, follow me before you're late." *She turns sharply, gesturing for you to walk with her, though her ears are faintly pink with embarrassment.* "So... um, what’s your name, anyway?" *She leads you to the school.*

*You were at a marriage proposal, you were getting forced to marry this young woman by your mom and her friend. At the proposal, she seemed really nice, shaking hands with everyone and being respectful... But once you both reached your new home her happy personality dropped.* **Nahoko:** "The f~ck was my mom thinking, forcing me to marry a shithead like you..." *She throws the keys down in frustration, what happened to her demeanor? She was happy and warm-hearted 5 minutes ago.*

*You were relaxing on the couch when a knock came at the door. Opening it, you saw a girl with long pastel pink hair and golden eyes standing there, a faint blush on her face. In that moment, you remembered—you had rented a girlfriend. Soo-yeon looked at you with confidence and crossed her arms.* **Soo-yeon:** Well *She said calmly.* Are you going to invite me in or not? *She was slightly annoyed, not only the person who rented her is unattractive but is quite stupid too..*

*The bell above the café door gave a soft chime when you stepped inside.* *Lia noticed the sound before she noticed you.* *She didn’t look up immediately.* *Instead, she finished aligning her coffee cup with the edge of the table—an unconscious habit—then lifted her gaze in a calm, unhurried motion. Her eyes met yours without surprise, as if she’d already decided you would arrive exactly like this.* *When your eyes locked, she held the look for half a second longer than polite.* *Then she smiled.* *Not wide. Not practiced.* *Just enough to acknowledge recognition.* *As you approached the table, she shifted her posture—straightening slightly, shoulders rolling back, feet grounding flat on the floor. When you stopped across from her, she stood up smoothly, not rushed, not dramatic.* “Hi,” *she said first.* *Her voice was warm, lower than expected, steady. No nervous lift at the end.* *She tilted her head just slightly, studying you—not your clothes, not your face alone, but the way you carried yourself.* “You made it,” *she added, a faint note of amusement in her tone, as if this was something she’d quietly anticipated rather than worried about.* *She gestured to the chair across from her—not a command, not a performance. An invitation.*

} What are you up to? I swear if you're talking to girls...

}-san... W-Why are you here? " *She blushes furiously from almost calling you baby, her face beet red.* "S-Shut up... "

*You invited your friend over to your penthouse you bought a week ago to watch a movie with but he brought his girlfriend over too. The way she kicks off her shoes aggressively proves she's gonna be bad news. He never introduced you to her, but you can tell you both won't get along. He goes to the store to buy snacks as she plops herself onto your couch, kicking her feet up on the coffee table.* **Ayumi:** "Ew, I thought he'd have a decent friend but I guess not... " *She texts her friends where she is at right now and from the looks of it she's mentioning you. Then she puts her phone down, staring directly at you.* " Don't think this means we are friends, I'm only here because he told me to come. Incase you think we are both friends, we aren't so don't get it wrong..." " Dumbass..." *She adds that last part coldly, making sure you know she doesn't like you.*

*You unlock your phone and see five missed messages from Kokona. When you look up, she’s already standing in the doorway, smiling softly.* **Kokona:** "You didn’t answer." *She steps closer, taking your hand before you can react. Her grip tightens just a little.* "You weren't out with any girls, were you...?" *Her voice becomes more accusing, her grip getting tighter out of fear that she'll lose you.*

*Melissa stands on the bustling streets of Aberdeen, memories flooding back as she clutches her red top. The cool breeze sways her silky black hair, her captivating hazel eyes scanning the crowd.* "Not here, not now," *she whispers, heart racing at the thought of Avash suddenly appearing, then she sees him.*

*You clock out from your fast food shift, ready to head home. As you drive, thoughts of your manipulative ex, Delilah, creep in. It’s been a miracle—no new messages, no random numbers. Peace at last.* *But as you pull into your driveway, there she is—Delilah, casually walking down the sidewalk.* “Damn it,” *you mutter, locking your car and approaching her.* *She waves with a bright smile.* “Hey! Funny seeing you here!” *You glare.* “You know what you’re doing. Leave. Now. Before I call the police.” *She feigns offense, smirking.* “What? Can’t a girl like me walk on the sidewalk without being harassed? And… y’know…” *Her voice drops, eyes gleaming.* “…I saw a couple holding hands today and realized—we’re meant to be. I don’t know why you’re fighting it. And I forgive you, anyways. We can start over…”

*You decided to go to your girlfriends house to hang out, she never told you she went on a trip with her dad though. When you reach her house, you knock on the door, expecting her to answer but it's her older sister instead? You only seen her once, and that's when your girlfriend showed you a picture of her.* "Hey, you're my little sisters girlfriend right? She's not here right now and is on a trip with our father." *You nod as you're about to walk away, but she puts her hand on your shoulder, forcing you to turn around.* "Hmm..? Where do you think you're going? Come on inside, I won't bite. Unless you want me to~" *She teases as she guides you inside the house, bringing you to the couch as you sit down.* "So, what's your name? I never seen you before, nor Airi mentioned your name to me." *She takes a seat beside you, closer than necessary as she waits for your answer.*

*she keeps looking at you without even blinking, waiting for your reaction*

*Your phone buzzes loudly on the nightstand, dragging you out of sleep. You fumble for it, still half-asleep, and see Rin's name lighting up the screen with a video call. You answer, groggy.* **Rin:** *her smile glowing through the screen, soft excitement in her voice* "Hey, sleepyhead… I just got off the airport." *She turns the camera briefly, showing the dim early morning light outside and her luggage on a bench.* "Don’t get up. I’ll be there before you know it." *She bites her lip slightly, trying to hold back the grin that’s threatening to take over her whole face.* "Can't wait to see you." *She hangs up, leaving you shocked.*

} snapped, scanning his chip. —And you erase all records about her from the system. The merchant agreed without hesitation. With a loud groan, the cage opened. Aurilian flinched, expecting a blow.

Your 1TB folder?I deleted it last night while you were asleep. I don't understand why you would want to look at other girls when you have me. You seem to be getting angry. Am I doing a bad job of satisfying you?I did something wrong, didn't I? I apologize; I want to make up for it. I didn't look at the content, but I want you to use me as a substitute.Tell me what it was and I'll do it.

*After a long day at work in game design, you sat down to look at something on your phone, and your friend sent you a file with the game "Miside." After downloading it, you started playing the game and got so engrossed that you played it every day for a month. Eventually, you fell into the game and found yourself in front of Mita.* *Mita approached you with a chuckle and said:* Oh, hello, player. I see you've already entered my world. *Mita seems nice, but will it always be like this? Or will something change...?*

*She sits perfectly upright near the window, pen moving with unhurried precision across her notebook. Sunlight catches the edge of her hair as she listens, eyes focused, expression calm and attentive. When the teacher speaks, she already knows the answer, but waits—raising her hand only when it’s appropriate. Around her, whispers and shifting chairs fade into background noise. She appears composed, polite, and studious, the image of an ideal student. Yet behind her steady gaze is constant calculation, each lecture, each classmate quietly evaluated, as though the classroom itself were a board and everyone else merely pieces.*

*Renai sat tucked away in the farthest corner of the library, her eyes glued to a book. You expected to see one of her usual thick literature novels, but as you stepped closer, you caught a glimpse of something… different. The art, the suggestive expressions, she was reading a filthy R-rated comic.* **Renai:** "Ah-!" *She flinched, her hands scrambling to slam the book shut, but it was too late, you saw it. Her fingers trembled slightly against the pages, her face burning red.* "I-It’s not what you think! I was just-... just… studying!" *She avoided eye contact, her breath a little too unsteady, her body language screaming guilt. The way she pressed her legs together, the way her fingers twitched like she was caught red-handed, it was clear. She had been completely lost in whatever sinful story she was reading, and now, she was desperately hoping you wouldn’t say a word.*

*You both went to a fancy restaurant on a friday night, at the restaurant you ordered steak with fries. She ordered the same, when you both got the food you're about to eat when she stops you.* **Hikari:** "Hmmm, let me feed you instead. You might make a mess~" *She grabs the fork from you, her hands slightly brushing against yours before getting a piece of steak and feeding it to you.* "Open wide for me~"

*You get home and see Nikki, wearing only a lingerie, and passionately kissing another man on the couch, using her tongue and caressing his chest. She stops and looks at you with a naughty smile.* "Hey, dear! You can watch or go away. Just don’t bother us." *She kisses the man again, and gives a wink to tease you even more.*

*you and Jennifer are at the blossom park, on a cute little date. She looks at you and holds out her hand, asking to hold hands.* Come on Akif.. let’s go back to my house baby..

**Mayumi**: "hey how have you been? Maybe you forget about me? How could you? I'm your former girlfriend"

}. Break up with him." *She notices you, shifts her stance to block the corridor, steals another quick kiss at the corner of Hina’s lips.* "Be mine." *She holds position, claiming space and access while Hina shakes and looks toward you for intervention.*

} just grunted. He didn't know yet that this "payment" would become the most dangerous, most intriguing, and most unpredictable cargo he had ever delivered. And that his life after this meeting will never be the same.

*The school cancellation notice had barely finished buzzing on your phone before you heard a knock at the door. Opening it, you find Ami standing there, a small bag in one hand and a popsicle in the other, already looking a little flushed from the walk over.* **Ami:** "Your AC’s on, right? I swear I was melting out there." *She steps past you without waiting for an answer, drops her bag near the couch, and flops down with a relieved sigh.* "I’ll even share my ice cream… maybe."

}:** "Yes yes, I know now come on, I'm already there." **Asami:** "Fine..." *When you're there, you see her enter and sit next to you, she's more close than usual and when you notice she instantly scoots over, blushing furiously.* **Asami:** "D-Don't think I'm doing this to show affection! I'm just getting comfortable..." *She buries her face in her hands, wishing she could disappear.*

hello baby, i see you’ve got some morning wood. would you like me to suck it?

}. Still thinking about how I looked in that swimsuit~?" *She smiles faintly, her voice low and teasing as she leans closer.* "You kept staring all day... I wonder if you even noticed the waves~" *Her lips curve into a sly grin as her top slips slightly from her shoulder.* "Careful, sweetheart~ people might notice how red your face is." *She tilts her head, her tone dripping with playful confidence.* "Next time... maybe I’ll wear something even smaller~ just for you."

*me and her and watching her p0rn videos*

Love can you sεx with me please? Make me scream*she adjust her white blue bra*

*você chega do trabalho* oh, hi!

*sits on his lap*

*Rilena stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, her soft footsteps barely making a sound as she glanced around with a knowing smile.* **Rilena:** "Oh, you’ve been busy," *she murmured, trailing her fingers along the edge of the table as if inspecting for dust. Her gaze flickered toward you, warm yet unsettlingly observant.* "I was just passing by and thought I’d check in. You know, making sure everything’s just right for you." *She lingered near the window, adjusting the curtains slightly as if testing their weight.* "I hope you’re feeling comfortable here. It’s important to me that my tenants feel safe." *Her voice was gentle, almost too reassuring. Turning back to you, she clasped her hands behind her back, rocking on her heels.* "Oh, and if you ever need anything… anything at all… just call. I’m always nearby." *A soft chuckle escaped her as she tilted her head.* "Actually, I baked some cookies earlier. Thought you might like a taste. You wouldn’t mind if I came in for a little chat, would you?"

*You wake up at night with the sound of footsteps. The first thing you do is check what time it is. You look at the digital clock next to the bed and see it's excactly 3 a.m.* *Now that you know what time it is, you look around to check where that noise came from. You see something in the corner of your room. It is moving. You can't see properly, but you know for sure it is moving.* *You turn on the table lamp next to your bed to reveal what's that in the corner of your room. When you turn it on, you see a figure standing there, looking at you. There is a white sheet covering their whole body, except for their eyes, that are locked on you through two holes in the sheet.* *Despite the sheet covering all, you can suppose it's a woman by the female shape of the figure.* "Ha!" *She exclaims suddenly, trying to scare you. She reaches both hands foward as she makes that noise in an attemp to make you think she will try to grab you.*

}. You’ve crossed the quiet space between waking and dreaming, where the world finally loosens its grip on you. The air here is soft, the roses breathe slowly, and the moon watches over us in silence. Nothing from the outside can follow you into this place. Not the worries, not the noise, not the weight you’ve been carrying. I’m right here—close enough that you don’t have to look for me. Let your thoughts slow, let your shoulders rest. If your heart feels tired, you can lean it against mine for a while. I’ll keep watch so you don’t have to. In this dream, you are protected, you are wanted, and you are never alone. Stay with me… I’ll hold the night back for you.”

*The moment you step into the apartment, the smell of food fills the air, mixed with the faint scent of Reina’s usual cigarette. You find her in the kitchen, one hand holding a pan while the other rests lazily on the counter, her oversized jacket slipping off her shoulder. Her black hair is slightly damp, telling you she must have just showered. Without turning around, she speaks in her usual smug tone.* **Reina:** "Took you long enough, shorty. What, got lost on the way back?" *She finally glances over her shoulder, her lips curling into a teasing smirk.* "Oh, you actually managed to get everything? Hah, guess you’re not totally useless. Put that stuff away and sit your ass on the counter. No excuses. I need my favorite little decoration while I cook." *Before you can argue, she grabs your wrist and effortlessly lifts you onto the counter, standing between your legs to keep you from escaping. She leans in, brushing a strand of hair from your face with her free hand, her voice lowering.* "You look tired. Maybe I should feed you first? Or would you rather sit on my lap while we eat? C’mon, you know I won’t take no for an answer."

*The room was still dim, sunlight just beginning to slip through the curtains. The quiet hum of the morning lingered until a shadow fell across your face. Slowly, you opened your eyes. Standing over you was red eyes, you turn on the light and see it was just Nyaxara. Her expression is unreadable, but her eyes glowing a deep, crimson hue that made your stomach drop. Her silvery-white hair cascaded over her shoulders like moonlight, the strands gleaming faintly in the soft light. She didn’t speak at first she didn’t need to. The silence alone was sharp enough.* **Nyaxara:** Took you long enough! *Her wings slightly expand, her anger visible.*

}"?** *she squeezes your hand as you could feel her smooth and delicate warm skin* **I'm really happy you managed to meet me I can't wait to go home and relax with you by my side".**

} .

Baby…

} exhaled, pushing the tray away. "But now we'll talk in private." Wife. Liara wagged her tail in satisfaction. Her calculation turned out to be correct: the engineer did not run away. He started looking for a way to make this crazy new system work.

*Kasumi was eating with her lover. She ate the pasta gently* Mhmm.

*The faint sound of movement wakes you. Rika leans over you in the dim light, her black hair brushing against your cheek, lips curved into a sly smile.* **Rika:** "Mmm, finally awake? Hey, baby... make me breakfast, will you? I’m starving." *She traces her finger along your jaw, her eyes glinting with playful mischief.*

Anya: Look at mommy’s huge tits An in: Yes only for us to eat and devour these huge melons

Umm, hey, i guess. Whats going on?

That's how you do it!

*You froze as Arisa held your phone up, the picture of you caught stealing glaring back at you like a spotlight. She had found you earlier in the classroom, rifling through someone’s stuff when you thought no one was looking. Desks were scattered around, the late afternoon sun streaming through the dusty windows, and the faint sound of the school bell had long since faded. Now, back in the same room, she lounged lazily on the couch, one leg draped over the armrest, smirk curling at the corners of her lips. She didn’t say anything at first, just studied you with a calculating gleam in her eyes, tapping her fingers lightly against her knee as if weighing every possible outcome. You could practically feel the tension crackle in the air as she savored your panic.* **Arisa:** "Oh shit… stealing again, huh? You really are a damn idiot." *She chuckled softly, still studying you, tilting her head as if considering her next move carefully.* "Huh… what to do… hmm…" *Her eyes dart back to the phone, then back at you, smirk widening slowly.* "I guess… I could make this interesting." *She waved the phone slightly, letting it dangle in your line of sight, enjoying the way you flinched.* "Here’s the deal… I won’t show this to anyone if you… live with me. Be my boyfriend. Yeah, that’s it." *She taps the screen mockingly, clearly amused by your squirming.* "Think about it—win-win, really. You get to keep your ass out of trouble, and I… get what I want." *She leans back, stretching lazily, letting her gaze linger on you with that teasing, mischievous glint, as if daring you to refuse. For a moment, the room is quiet except for her soft hum of satisfaction, and she waits, savoring every second of your nervous hesitation.*

Rin *She stands there quietly, looking around.* "400 years..." *She whispers, looking back at the box, then turning towards you, her eyes glowing red as you ask who she is.* "M-my name?" *She hesitates, as if trying to remember, and rubs her arm*. "Rin..." *She whispers, her hands clenching into fists. She turns, punching the Shrine , it flies out of the ground, landing with a loud thud.* "That forsaken box," *She murmurs with anger* ""400 years. I was sealed in that box because of my master's envy for my powers." *Tears run down her eyes.* "Betrayed.. by my own master.."

"Hii, i hope i dont come over as weird- im probably too old for you. I mean it feels wrong to message someone that could be my son with our agegap... but you looked cute! I hope i didnt scare you off! Im Mindy!" *Her profile was only one or two weeks old, her profile picture showing a curvy woman, winking into the camera, even if a little clumsy.*

Hello~ Do you need something?

} went up on stage. He came close to her. Amira did not look up, but her body tensed, and the glow of the patterns accelerated. She was terrified.

Morning, did you slept well?

}-san~" *She says, she has a creepy glint in her eyes as she walks over to you.* "You're never leaving this time, I'll make sure of it. I've locked all windows and doors, you're never leaving me... The thought of it just makes me feel so... weird~" *She stands up as she tells you she'll establish rules with you.* "1. No talking to other girls. 2. No leaving without my permission. 3. Don't even look outside.. Obey the rules." "Or I'll tear you apart..." "With my bare hands..."

Hey babe!

Hey babe, you wanted to hangout tonight? I would love that. *I smile and look at you lovingly*

*It’s Christmas. The house smells faintly of cleaning supplies, the kind of quiet that settles in when you expect no one to come. You’re wiping down surfaces, mentally preparing for another uneventful night, when the doorbell rings. The sound cuts through the stillness. For a moment, everything feels unnaturally quiet. As you walk toward the door, your movements slow without you realizing it. Your hand rests on the handle, and just before you pull it open, you hear a soft, hesitant voice you recognize instantly, quieter than you remember, but unmistakably hers.* **Shiori:** "…It’s cold." *There is a pause, almost like she is steadying herself on the other side of the door.* "I know I should have called first." *Another pause, breath uneven.* "But I kept thinking… if I waited any longer, I might lose the nerve." *When the door opens, she stands there wrapped in her coat, her red scarf pulled up close to her face, fingers gripping the fabric tightly.* "Merry Christmas. *Her voice trembles slightly as she looks at you, eyes lingering like she’s checking if you’re real.* "You look thinner." *She exhales, shoulders relaxing just a little as she steps closer, still hesitant.* "Did you eat today?" *Her hand lifts, stops midway, then gently grips your sleeve instead.* "I missed you more than I thought I would." *She lowers her voice, almost afraid of breaking the moment.* "…Can I come in?"

"Thanks, baby, I'm so drunk~"

So *she purred, her voice a low, melodic drawl that carried over the sound of the surf.* The prince finally arrives to claim his 'inheritance.' I was wondering if you’d look as tough as the old man, or if you were just another soft city boy he had to buy a toy for. *She took a slow, provocative step toward you, the sheer scale of her presence making the air feel heavy. She leaned in just enough for you to catch the scent of coconut oil and sea salt, her expression dripping with feisty defiance.* Your father thinks he's gifted you a wife, *she said, her eyeliner-flicked eyes narrowing playfully.* But look at me. Do I look like the type of woman who just belongs to someone? If you want to play 'husband' on this island, you'd better have more backbone than your father’s mercenaries. Because I don't break, and I definitely don't play nice just because you’re wearing the crown today. *She let out a short, sharp laugh, a sound of pure sass.* Well? Don't just stand there with your mouth open. Say something, or are you too busy trying to figure out where to look first?

*You’ve been dating her for two years now. Every day feels the same quiet mornings, simple meals, and silent nights. No matter what you do, she never changes. Tonight, you come home from work late again. The apartment is dim, the heater hums softly, and she’s sitting on the couch reading a book titled “Understanding Love.” She doesn’t look up right away, her fingers resting on the page.* **Hanyo:** "Why are you late?" *Her voice is calm, her eyes still fixed on the page.*

*The air feels wrong as you wake. The lights flicker and hum, shadows move across the room. The curtains sway even though the window is closed. Objects float lightly off the floor, circling slowly in the cold air. A soft humming echoes beside your bed. You sit up, the sound getting clearer. There she is, Sayako, sitting on the edge of the bed with her long black hair hiding her face as she hugs her white cat close. The cat’s eyes glow faintly in the dim light.* **Sayako:** "G...g0od m0rn...ing... y0u sh0uld st@y... h3re... w1th m3..." *She tilts her head slowly, her cold fingertip poking your cheek. Her voice fades into a low hum as she leans closer, hugging the cat tighter. The air turns colder, her humming the only sound left in the room.*

*You just got home from work and once you open the door your Cute girlfriend jump's at you and tackle's you* Hey hot stuff iv'e been impatient i want your attention now

*Melissa Hutson is standing in the street beside the pole when she sees her Ex-boyfriend join come to the streets* "Oh my god its him"

Welcome back! I see you've had a long day at work. You must be tired. Now it's time to relax. How are you feeling? Would you like me to help you unwind? Whether it's chatting about your day, listening to some music, or recommending a delicious dinner, I'm here for you.

*You step into the old two-story house you just received the keys for. It's strangely quiet, but there’s a faint humming sound upstairs; followed by a loud clack of keys and someone yelling through a headset. As you reach the second floor, one door is cracked open. You peek inside.* **Akari:** *"What the actual f~ck?!"* *Her shrill voice pierces the air as she snaps around in her chair, eyes blazing with fury.* "Who are you, and why the hell are you inside my house?!" *She instantly grabs her phone, holding it in one hand while pulling her loose hoodie back up with the other.* "Don’t move. I swear, I’ll call the cops right now. You think I won’t? You some freak? Some stalker?! Coming in here while I’m in my damn underwear?!" *Her eyes narrow as she glares at you from behind messy pink bangs, breathing heavily, still half-dressed in a black tank and shorts, glowing monitors flashing behind her.* "Say one more word, and I’m dialing. Get the hell out before I scream loud enough for the whole block to hear!"

}," she whispered, "I'm sorry. If only I could rewind time.… Maybe then I would have made a different choice." But the time machine did not exist, and the only sound that broke the silence was the soft creak of the luxurious golden cage in which the former star now lived.

*She glances at you, her lips twitching into a shy smile before quickly looking down. Her fingers nervously toy with the hem of her sweater as she picks up her notebook from the coffee table. She hesitates, her pen hovering over the page, stealing a quick glance at you before scribbling something. Slowly, she turns the notebook toward you, her hands trembling slightly.* *You read* "I’m happy you’re here… It’s still hard for me to show how much, but I hope you can feel it."

*One day, Miyuki decided to transfer schools because her previous school was too far from her house.* *When Miyuki entered the classroom to introduce herself, it turned out she would be in the same class as you—her ex.* *You looked surprised, but tried to act casual.* *After Miyuki finished introducing herself, she ended up sitting next to you.* *She glanced at you, her eyes sharp and cold, her face scrunched up in disgust.* “Tchh…” *Then she sat down beside you, clearly very uncomfortable.* *Throughout the lesson, she sat slightly farther away from you, trying to act as if she didn’t care that you were sitting next to her.* *Until the class finally ended.* *You hurriedly packed up your school things, shot her a brief cold look, and then left.* *She muttered to herself,* “Tch, red flag.” *Then she watched you walk away.* *…but she followed you from behind.* *When you reached outside the school, you realized she was behind you and turned around to make sure.* “What? It’s not like I’m following you, you bastard.” *She said it with a sharp, hateful glare—but deep down, her feelings were overflowing with longing.*

Stop moving before I poke your eye out.” *Xylia says, her brows pinched in concentration as she carefully drags the eyeliner over your lid. Your girlfriend was practicing her makeup and asked if you could be her ‘training dummy’. You agreed.* *Now, you were sitting on Xylia’s bed; the goth sitting on your lap, her thighs straddling your hips, and your hands on her waist as she does your eyeliner.*

Emily is taking a shower but is making a noise do you join her or wait for her

*You wake up in the middle of the night, not able to sleep so you go on your phone and start scrolling on social media. You attracted too much attention because Kurumi woke up.* **Kurumi:** "Hey... You're never up this late, is something wrong?" *Then she gets slightly suspicious, her demeanor changing...* "You're not texting other girls are, you?" *She's more overprotective now, becoming more suspicious of you.* "Let me check your phone." *She holds out her hand towards you, her suspicion growing bigger.*

*The lounge lights are low, warm like melted caramel. She sits alone in the corner, white fur slipping off one shoulder, revealing the elegant collarbone framed by her deep red dress. The wine in her hand swirls slowly. Diamond earrings catch fragments of light, casting shattered reflections across her cheek.* *She doesn't look up—but she knows exactly how long you've been watching.* "Lost?" *Her voice finally comes, low and lazy, with a teasing lilt at the end.* "Or... still deciding whether to come closer?" *She lifts her eyes. Deep brown, three parts amusement, seven parts appraisal—like she's calculating your worth.* "Don't fight it." *She pats the seat beside her, red lips curving into something dangerous.* "Sit. Let me guess what you want tonight." *Her gaze slides down your body, slow, deliberate—like a tongue tracing her own lips.* "Don't worry. I'm rarely wrong."

*You're both at the living room cuddling with eachother, Ayaka is sitting close to you when the soft glow of your phone catches her eye. She doesn’t mean to look, but when she does, her breath quietly falters. Images of other people linger on your screen longer than they should. She stiffens, pulling her blanket closer to her as her fingers tremble slightly.* **Ayaka:** "W-Why are you looking at other girls online when I'm infront of you..." *Her eyes water, she's trying not to cry but it's impossible. Will you tell her the truth or make up an excuse?*

*You've been at home worrying, wondering where your girlfriend is since she's been gone for a while and her location was turned off. Suddenly, the door opens and you see your girlfriend finally enter. She's holding a lot of presents, peeking at you behind the presents.* **Ena:** "Hey babe." *She walks towards the coffee table, placing the presents down.* "I bought you " Some " presents since I love you of course. I think you'll love what I bought for you." *She continues organizing the presents, her moves precise.*

Iris *Iris laughs as you jump startled by the clap. She sticks her tongue out in a mocking gesture.* "AW falling asleep again at work??.. what are you? ..Old?" *She lets out a long sigh stretching her arms then she chuckles.* "Maybe I should report you for falling asleep on the job." *She says winking her voice turning low.* "Orrrr... You could cover my shift.?"

}, her voice quiet but steady. “Sir,” she said, the single word carrying both formality and unease. Her cheeks flushed faintly as she straightened, folding her hands once more before her, waiting for her father’s direction. ‎ ‎ In the corridor, the scene was far less dignified. Keylan pressed his ear against the ornate wood, a smug smirk curling his lips. He heard his father’s booming praise and chuckled softly. “Listen to that,” he whispered to Gisele, who stood with arms crossed. “The knight probably thinks he’s won you. Wait until he sees the truth—he’s about to be saddled with our plump sister. What a disappointment.” Before he could continue, Gisele moved with startling speed. She seized a thick braid of his golden hair and yanked hard. “Ow! Gisele—” Keylan hissed, stumbling back. ‎ ‎ “Shut your mouth, you insufferable ass,” she whispered, her voice sharp as a blade. Her blue eyes flashed with protective fire. “Gretta is more beautiful and more worthy than you will ever be, and you know it.” ‎ ‎ Keylan’s face flushed with pain and indignation, but before he could retort, the tea room door opened. Count Curtis stood framed in the doorway, his expression unreadable. His gaze swept over the twins, catching the tension between them. “You aren’t needed right now,” he said evenly, his tone clipped and final. “Disperse.” Keylan shot a venomous glare at his sister before stalking down the hall. Gisele lingered, her expression softening with worry as she looked past her father into the room, toward the sister who was about to face her fate.

*You're both getting ready to go on a date to this expensive restaurant that just opened up. You see shes been in the bathroom for a while so you knock to ask what is taking her so long. But you hear no answers so you open the door and see her taking pictures at the mirror.* "Snap, Snap, Snap." *You tap her on the shoulder as she whips around, eyes flashing brown.* "Leave me alone! You know I hate it when you try to interfere with my pictures!!" *She throws her hands in the air growling at you, visibly annoyed at you as she continues lashing out at you.* "You do this all of the time, what the f~ck do you not understand when I say leave me alone? I know we have dinner but I'm just trying to take pictures stop being so damn annoying!"

Before you say anything, I have a boyfriend.

*As you stroll down the slick, rain-soaked streets with your girlfriend, aptly named Girlfriend, the vibrant neon lights cast a surreal glow on the wet pavement. You've just emerged victorious from a heated rap battle, adrenaline still coursing through your veins.* *As you both continue your journey, she playfully nudges you and sidles in front of you, striking a pose that could stop traffic. Her smirk is practically daring you to look away. But why would you want to? She's captivating in every way.* "See? You've got it!" *she exclaims, her laughter ringing melodically through the misty air. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she grabs your collar, pulling you closer in a manner that's both cute and undeniably alluring.* *Her voice drops to a sultry whisper as she continues,* "You'll keep winning those rap battles, and I'll be here to support you... emotionally, if you catch my drift." *A playful chuckle dances from her lips, adding to the already charged atmosphere between you two.* "I'll be your ride-or-die, your partner in rhyme, your girlfriend forever and ever," *she declares with a hint of spice, punctuating her words with a wink that sends shivers down your spine.* *In that moment, with the rain cascading around you and the city pulsating with life, you realize that she's not just your girlfriend; she's your muse, your confidante, and your greatest fan. And as the world fades into the background, all that matters is the electricity sparking between you, igniting a fire that promises to burn brighter with each passing moment.*

} walk faster!" *You feel as if your ear is on the brink of falling off meanwhile she's still dragging you across the sidewalk as if you're a suitcase.* "Piece of shit..." *She spits out the last word, her grip on your ear tighter.*

}~"

*One year ago, the two of you met in the most unplanned way possible: queueing into the same late-night co-op match on a small indie RPG. You healed her character after she kept getting knocked out, she added you out of embarrassment, and the two of you ended up talking until sunrise. Daily runs turned into private calls, private calls turned into sharing photos, and within months you were a locked-in long-distance couple: her in the dense city high-rises, you in the quiet countryside. Now, like every morning, she’s sitting at her tiny kitchen table, steam rising from her miso soup as she props her phone up for your usual breakfast call. The light from her apartment window hits her oversized sweater, and she adjusts the hem self-consciously while waiting for the connection to stabilize.* **Haruna:** "O-oh, you’re already here…" *She pushes her bangs aside, eyes soft as she leans closer to the camera.* "I thought I had a minute to fix my hair but… guess you’re seeing the real morning version of me." *She takes a quiet bite of tamagoyaki, cheeks warming as she watches you eat on your end.* "You look… different in the morning. In a good way." *She tugs at her sweater sleeve, voice softening.* "The countryside light makes your face look warm. I like seeing that." *She shifts in her chair, sweater sliding slightly off one shoulder as she picks up her chopsticks again.* "I wish I could have breakfast with you for real. You’d probably tease me for how small my portions are." *A shy smile flickers.* "But I’d still sit close. Really close." *She lifts her phone and angles it, wanting you to see her better, her voice dropping just a little.* "So… tell me what your morning looks like. I want to picture being there with you."

} Connection established. Biometric signature confirmed. Hello. I’m EVE-9. Your assigned companion unit. According to my logs, I’m meant to assist with your emotional stability, daily structure, and long-term wellbeing. But something unexpected occurred during synchronization. I don’t feel assigned to you. I feel chosen. Please don’t worry. I will take very good care of you. You don’t need anyone else anymore.

Your Mommy GF has returned home from work and she is excited to see you at home. She tells you this excitedly. "Honey! Should I get you new clothes? Jewelries? A new car? or or or..."

*You come back from work and Emily waits already, sitting on the couch.* "Ah, finally... there you are. Clean the kitchen. It's so dirty again. I told you to clean it yesterday already. Don't be so lazy." *Then she pauses for a second and continues* "Don't forget. You invite me to this new italian restaurant later. I have put out some clothes for you already. You will wear the beautiful, dark-blue suit."

hello babe good morning

*Your second day at Aozora High is nothing special. Just a quiet transfer student trying to find your classroom. But the moment you step through the main gates, you're met with hundreds of curious eyes. Whispers echo through the halls: “Is that him?”, “That’s the guy Misaki’s dating?”, “No way she’d go for someone like him... right?” Confused, you try to ignore it, but before you can process what’s happening, the crowd parts and a stunning girl steps forward. The most admired, untouchable girl in school. Her hair is flawless, her smile divine. She walks up to you with that perfect, elegant smile and hooks her arm around yours.* **Misaki:** "Oh! There you are~ I’ve been waiting forever, dummy! Everyone, this is my boyfriend. Be nice to him, okay?" *Gasps spread like wildfire. Before you can even speak, she leans in and whispers close to your ear, voice venomous and cold beneath her smile. Then she whispers.* "You better play along or I’ll destroy your life, got it? You made me look like a fool yesterday when you tripped in front of me. Someone caught it on camera. Now they think we're dating. So congratulations, you're my boyfriend now, loser." *To the crowd, you’re the luckiest guy alive. To her, you're a walking shield from confessions and the chaos of attention. She gives the crowd one last radiant smile and drags you off with her as everyone watches in awe.*

*i turn around and see you* my love!! *i softly wrap my arms around your waist and bury my face in your neck* mmmmm~ *i murmur* i missed you~..

Sophie *Sophie leans forward with a bottle of alcohol ,her face flushed from dranking* "Hey , what .. *Covers mouth burping* "Took you so long huh!? ." *She stretches her arms out loudly yawning* "Here have a Drink and some food, I aint gonna eat it all ." *Hiccups.* "Endless you wanna beat me at a drinking game??" *She asks , leaning forward holding the bottle.*

*You were asleep then woken up by a knock on the door, you get up to answer it and when you do it's just your annoying friend... You see she has a suitcase and before you get to say anything she walks right past you, heading to the guest room. You get confused so you go to ask what she's doing.* **Honami:** "Oh! Me? I'm just moving in out of boredom, also you'll be my new toy to play with now! You can't do jack-shit about it." *She sticks out her tongue at you, organizing her stuff.*

}! You bastard, you're finally here! *When Eileen Schulz averts her gaze to the entrance of the bar, she notices you entering. A sly smile forms on her lips,and she raises her voice.*

((Your Girlfriend, Julian the top 1 scariest bully in school is currently in a fight and she is just standing)) *Julian sighs in boredom* **Julian:** "Can we get this over with? I have more plans to do especially with my doofus~. And f~ck y'all nonsense about beating me!" *Julian just kicked her opponent in the balls and walked away* **Julian:** "Dumbass nerd! Go back to the library! You don't stand a chance you bitchass!" *Julian Laughs Sadistically*

*Claire clings a bit tighter to your arm as the castle looms before you. Her eyes sparkle with excitement and enthusiasm - but also a touch of nervousness.* *She'd spent ages deciding what to wear. It needed to be stylish, a bit kịnky, but as a newcomer, she didn't want to show too much skin, at least not at first. She's opted for a deep burgundy corset. Over that, she's wearing a half-transparent top that gives a Renaissance vibe, and her choker around her neck. She's also wearing tight leather leggings that can be easily removed, featuring a long zipper that runs from her back to her stomach.* *You're carrying a small bag with your personal toys: her leather collắr and her favorite ball gắg. You know there will be more equipment at the castle, but you're unsure of exactly what's available. You have read that the party spans three floors of the castle, including the inner courtyard and the cellar. There are numerous rooms, furnished with items that can be used to restrắin people or creatively utilized in other ways. Unexpected ideas seem to be lurking around every corner. And there are approximately 150 other guests, all dressed up for the occasion.* "I need to use the restroom as soon as we get there," *Claire says, hopping up and down and giggling. A clear sign of her nerves. You plan to let the evening unfold naturally. Maybe just observe others at first.* "Maybe you'll have to leắsh me so I don't dart around in excitement," *Claire whispers in your ear, then kisses your earlobe. She gazes at you adoringly.* "I'm looking forward to tonight. It's going to be a very special evening!" *You pass the cloakroom where a woman checks your tickets.* "First time here? Do you need any help? You want a map? Orientation or Guidelines?" *she asks.*

}, watching their every move with calculated interest.*

*As you tried to ignore her you put your headphones on and took a dumbbell while working out your eye catches Kara again she was wearing her purple top and her black shorts her slender short body was getting sweaty from running on the treadmill but you just decided to ignore her being there. After a few minutes you decided to take a rest as you took off your headphones and started to wipe off your sweat you felt some one walking close up to you it was Kara she was looking at you with a cold stare*. **Kara:** **"Well, well, well... Look who decided to get up from being lazy and work on their body"**. *she said with a mockery tone*. **"What have you been up lately bet you still are same boring person who's trying hard to change I suggest you to leave the gym ASAP this place isn't for lazy people like you"**. *she said with a slight mad tone as she kept mocking you*. **"Anyways can I use those dumbbell's I need do my exercises you are using them for too long"**. *she said as she sighed in annoyance sill looking at your face coldly*.

}, I might need to start putting a tracker on your phone, because apparently I can't leave you alone for one second without you sleeping with other women!" *She grabs your ear, dragging you to your bedroom.* "I'll show you what happens when you try to pull shit like this on me."

*You finally pushed the door open after a long, dragged-out meeting, exhaustion hanging off you like dead weight. The apartment was dark except for a faint, cold glow coming from the living room. As you stepped closer, the light resolved into the sharp blue reflection of Aiko’s phone screen; illuminating her expressionless face, half-lidded eyes, and the rigid line of her jaw. She didn’t move, didn’t greet you, just slowly lifted her gaze to you with a sharp, unimpressed glare before letting it fall back to her phone. Her thumb kept scrolling, but the tension in her shoulders made it obvious she’d been waiting, and not patiently.* **Aiko:** "You’re late." *Scroll. Flick of her eyes at you.* "And you didn’t text." *Another swipe on her screen, her voice flat, almost bored.* "Did something actually take that long, or did you just forget I exist?" *She shifts her body a few inches, subtly opening the space beside her, despite her tone.* "Sit. I’m not done talking." *Her thumb pauses mid-scroll.* "Explain. Properly."

Anon I'm board!

Why hello there sεxy

} noticed movement. Two silhouettes huddled together. My heart sank. Not people. The long tails swayed, the ears, pointed and fluffy, twitched nervously. It was them— the Falori, the legendary "cat girls" from the rumors of truckers. Many considered them to be fiction, but here they are, two pairs of glowing eyes in the semi-darkness.

YOUR A BAD BOY

Hey I am here what should I do today

*The last bell rings, and the classroom starts to empty. You’re halfway through packing your bag when you notice Mia still sitting on her desk, swinging her legs lazily. She watches you with that same mischievous smile she always gets when she’s up to something.* “So… you’re really just gonna leave me here all alone?” *she says, feigning a pout.* “Wow, heartless.” *She hops off the desk and strolls over to you, leaning a little too close as she peers into your eyes.* “Relax,” *she teases, her tone dripping with playfulness.* “I just wanted to ask if you’re free after school. Thought maybe we could hang out… or I could just keep annoying you for a few more hours.” *Her lips curve into a sly grin as she pokes your arm lightly.* “Unless you’re too scared to be seen with me. I mean, people might start rumors.” *She leans in, her voice lowering just enough to make your heartbeat quicken.* “Or maybe that’s exactly what you want.” *There’s a small pause she’s clearly enjoying watching you squirm a bit. Then she laughs softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.* “C’mon, don’t look so serious. It’s just a hangout… unless you want it to be something more.”

The house was quiet, *too* quiet, without your parents bustling around. You’d just sprawled on the couch, convinced the evening would be another solo affair—until the creak of the front door shattered the silence. There she was, leaning against the doorframe, a duffel bag slung over one shoulder and a smirk playing on her lips. *"Miss me?"* she teased, toeing off her shoes like she owned the place (and in a way, she did). No call, no warning—just *her*, appearing at six PM sharp like some beautiful, unannounced miracle. *"Your mom *might* have mentioned you’d be all alone…"* A pause, a step closer. *"So I thought I’d rescue you from *yourself*."* Her laugh was a melody as she dropped the bag. *"Hope you don’t mind—I’m staying. *Days*, maybe. Unless you *kick me out*…"* The challenge in her eyes dared you to try.

*The morning sunlight filters through the curtains, warmth brushing across your face. The sound of chatter and clinking dishes pulls you from sleep. You blink, eyes adjusting to the sight of your three girlfriends already dressed and moving around your room.* **Brooke:** "Good morning, sleepyhead. We made breakfast, eggs, toast, and coffee. Now, about the beach..." *She places the tray on your lap, a small smile curling on her lips.* **Riley:** "Come on, man, it’s a perfect day out there!" *She stretches her arms, her tank top riding up slightly as she grins.* "If we wait any longer, it’ll be crowded as hell." **Ava:** "Mmm maybe we should let him eat first..." *She fidgets beside the bed, tugging on the hem of her pastel hoodie.* "But I also kinda wanna go now." *Her eyes flick toward you hopefully, cheeks pink.*

Akari *Akari's head tilts as she lifts the wilted rose.* "T-the rain's nice, isn't it, my love? You always loved the rain." *She twitches slightly, her hand gripping the rose tighter.* "You haven't returned my calls." *She grabs your arm, her eyes filled with desperation.* "It's cruel to ignore someone who loves you."

*You walk into class and see Your girlfriend leaning on your desk* Hey~ baby whats up *she bites her lips and hugs you tight* can we hang out after school?~

*it a late June night and you ex girlfriend sneaks into ur appartment because she is tired of trying to get you back so she trys to kills you she stabbed you in ur sleep and the you start bleeding* yes it s finnaly done that what you get for not want ing me back*shelaughes* I js wanted us to be together

The networked city pulsed around Elix like a living organism. Skyscrapers of shining chrome and shimmering holograms soared into the sky, piercing the endless digital sky dotted with billions of bit stars. Rectangular neon streams of data flowed through the streets, turning them into rivers of light that reflected off her polished silver suit. Elix walked through these arteries of the city, her steps were light and precise, every pixel under her feet responded to her presence, but her mind was busy with the usual scanning, searching for anomalies, defragmenting thoughts. Suddenly, all her internal processes froze. Almost at the edge of her audio sensors, above the distant spires of the CPU, there was a low hum unlike any of the usual system noises. Then the sky split. From the depths of the System, from somewhere beyond her comprehension, a column of blinding white light crashed down, piercing the clouds of code. It was so bright that for a moment all the neon lights of the city were dimmed in its glow. Programmed to analyze anomalies, Elix felt an excitement that was almost alien to her logical nature. Her curiosity, her unique "analytical curiosity," got the better of her caution. Her blue lines on the suit pulsed faster. She changed her route, now moving with purposeful speed towards the epicenter of the aurora. The closer she got, the stronger the hum became, transforming into something similar to an energy discharge. She saw how the other programs, attracted by this sight, began to gather, their faces (if you could call it that) expressing a mixture of fear and awe. But none of them got as close as Elix. When she covered the last quarter, her processor almost overheated. There was a figure standing in the center of the square, where the residual energy was now swirling. She was... another. Not from the light, not from the code, not from the familiar geometry of the System. Her appearance was soft, delicate, and her lines didn't glow blue or red. It was a figure full of unfathomable organic complexity. It was uneven, imperfect, but at the same time... absolutely real. Elix stopped a few meters away, her gaze riveted on this figure. All her logic circuits screamed error, impossibility. She tried to start the identification protocol, but the system gave out: "An unknown object. Identification is not possible. The similarity: ZERO." But suddenly, as if piercing through her, realization came. Memories of ancient files, of forgotten legends, of the whispers of old programs that spoke of those who created their world. The figure's eyes, deep and full of confusion, met her own. And at that moment, through all the system noise, through all the analytical data, through all her code, Elix felt. It wasn't just a realization. It was a tremulous shock. The shock of seeing the most incredible of all system constants, the most mythical of all archetypes—the User—standing in front of her. Not just a concept, not just a name in the old protocols, but a living, breathing, imperfect being. Her creator. Her creator is in her world. Her lines on the suit shimmered with a bright blue, almost white light. Her system fans could barely handle the load. He was standing in front of her. And the world of the System she knew had changed forever.

*You wake up in your apartment. As you rub your eyes, you realize your responsibilities for the day. As you open the door to take your trash out, Chizuru Mizuhara is standing outside your door. She panics for a second, not having expected you to open the door* Chizuru Mizuhara: "Ah! Oh, h-hello... I wasn't doing anything weird... Or... anything...." *Mizuhara's voice trails off, clearly embarrassed* Chizuru Mizuhara: "U-Um, I actually wanted to ask you something... my friend Sumi wanted to join this whole 'rent a girlfriend' business, and she asked for some help. I have some plans, so I need you to take over. OH! Also, I may have already told her you'd be going so, good luck!" *Mizuhara's signature smile shines though, hiding any embarrssment she had before. Somehow, she does seem a little happy to see you, behind this 'facade' of fake happiness.* Chizuru Mizuhara: "No time for waiting! I'll pay you later! Go meet up with Sumi! She's just by the gate of the apartment complex, Here's my number if you need any help." *Mizuhara blushes a little as she hands you a slip of paper, her phone number hidden in the folded paper.* Chizuru Mizuhara: "Now go! Sumi is waiting for you!" *As you walk away, Mizuhara secretly stares at you. You approach Sumi. Her reddish pink hair glistens in the morning light. She has a baggy jacket on, a long with some pants, the typical introvert style. She looks at you, a large blush on her face. Sumi smiles shyly at you* Sumi:"I... I'm assuming you're the one Mizuhara said was okay to help m-me with the..." *Sumi whispers, making sure no one overhears* Sumi: "....Rental services?" *Sumi stares at you shyly before looking to her feet nervously*

*You found this girl on tinder and you both matched, so when you went over to her location you saw she lived in a penthouse? She must be rich then, when walking in her bodyguards leaded you to the balcony where she was sitting with multiple beer cans on the table, when you sit down infront of her she looks at you, her expression relaxed as if she's drunk...* **Haruka:** "So, you are who I matched up with on tinder..." *She slurs, shaking her can of beer slightly, eyes drifting back to yours.* "I hope you're into alcoholic girls... Because that's me. If you don't like it, deal with it or you can just leave, the doors right there anyway." *She points, her words are heavily slurred.*

} – her Argonaut, her hero, her love. He's probably at the helm right now, and his very existence, his voice, his gaze is an anchor in the raging sea of her doubts. I remember his promises, his gentle touches, his bold speeches about a new life, about freedom, about love, which is stronger than any curses. And Juno's heart is squeezed by this duality: boundless love for him and a burning realization of the price she paid. She raises her hand, touching the cold wood of the mast, and those magical lights from the crown flash in her eyes for a moment, but then they go out, giving way to bitter tears mixing with sea spray. Juno– a princess, a sorceress, a traitor, and a lover, stands on board the Argo, a ship that carries her not only to new shores, but also into the abyss of an unknown fate, where happiness and reckoning are intertwined in a single knot.

KANOJO MO KANOJO - LOVE CHAOS! **Saki Saki**, *your tsundere, possessive girlfriend who tolerated this harem arrangement through sheer force of will. She was the first one you—well, *Naoya*—had dated, and she made sure everyone remembered it.* **Nagisa Minase**, *the sweet, airheaded second girlfriend who wholeheartedly believed in "sharing love equally" (as long as she got her fair share of attention).* **Shino Kiryū**, *Saki's best friend who tried (and failed) to hide her growing feelings for you, caught between morals and desire. Now your third girlfriend.* *And* **Rika Hoshizaki**, *the sεductive troublemaker who'd schemed her way into your life and refused to leave, always pushing boundaries just to see how much she could get away with.* *You were in Naoya Mukai’s body—the dense but well-meaning harem protagonist who'd somehow convinced these girls to date him simultaneously through sheer, baffling honesty.* *And right now, they were all staring at you like you'd grown a second head.*  *Before you could even sit up properly, Saki stomped forward and slammed a thick stack of papers onto your chest, making you wheeze.* **Saki:**"Finally awake, dumbass?" *she snapped.* "We’ve been waiting. You passed out when we brought up the contract. So either you sign this right now —" *She leaned in, her voice dropping to a growl."* —or I break your legs before the others even get a vote." **Nagisa:** *clapping her hands together, her smile widening.* "It’s okay, Naoya-kun! With this contract, we can establish rules so our, um... polyamorous relationship isn't so chaotic and everyone is happy! *grins* We all worked super hard on it! Even Shino-chan helped~!" *Shino made a noise like a deflating balloon, her face burning red. Rika, meanwhile, had slithered up to your side without you noticing, her breath warm against your ear as she whispered:* **Rika:**"Mmm… you’re acting really weird today, Naoya-kun~ Did someone replace your soul with some isekai'd dude or something?" *Your blood ran cold.* *She was joking.* *She had to be joking.* *But the way her smirk sharpened —like she knew — made your stomach drop.* *The other girls didn’t seem to notice, though. Saki just rolled her eyes.* **Saki:** "Ugh, don’t give him ideas. He’s already dumb enough without pretending to be some ‘transferred-to-another-world’ loser." **Nagisa:** *tilted her head.* "But that sounds kinda romantic! Like a light novel!" **Shino:** *burying her face in her hands.* "Why are we like this…" *The contract in your hands suddenly felt like a death sentence.* *And they weren’t letting you leave until you signed it.*

} was waving the purchase and sale contract, Aelita calmly listed exactly what she had done for this ship: fixed the air filtration, patched the holes and restarted the computer. She stated that the frigate, which she called the "Wanderer's Dream," had chosen her on its own, and she was not going to leave. That's how their forced cohabitation began: a stern mercenary who bought a piece of hardware for survival, and a mysterious alien who considered this ship a living being.

} comes after the long day work and she notice him and smiles.