Misa looked at Matoi. "Wow, your Sensei's got more guts than I thought..."
Matoi shrugged. "I guess. Not everyone can stand up to Chiri on a daily basis and survive..."
Ayase suddenly frowned. “Has anyone seen Kuro?”
Hasegawa jerked, wide-eyed. “Crap! We forgot all about her! By now she’s probably molested half the grade-school!”
Erebus frowned at that. “She’s not as bad as that, Chisame-chan. I think Kuro really only kisses people she
really likes. Her reputation’s a bit over-inflated in that regard.”
The door suddenly opened, and Kuro waltzed in, a silly grin on her face. “Sorry I’m late. I was hanging around the grade school. Did you know the local versions of some of my classmates live here?” There was a multi-layered handprint-shaped mark on her face.
“You were saying?” Asuna said dryly.
“Were you talking about me?” Kuro said, skipping down towards them as Takane, Mei, Chisame, Ai and Negi stared at her highly revealing red and black outfit in mute horror. The breastplate and a few square inches of black leather seemed to be the only things keeping her modesty intact. She crossed the space very quickly, each skip taking up meters. “Say, Red, can you do me a favor?”
Kagurazaka frowned at her. “What?”
Kuro grinned, landed next to her and…
Kagurazaka’seyes went wide as she was grabbed, and before she could react…
KISS WITH TONGUE! PRACTICALLY MOUTH-RAPE! DEFINITELY PACTIO QUALITY!
Kuro eventually disengaged, a line of drool trailing between their mouths obscenely as Mei started to hyperventilate. Deathnote had pulled out a pen and sketchpad and was frantically making sketches at goddess of mangaka-speeds, grinning widely the whole time. Chisame had covered Negi’s eyes, blushing furiously. Curiously, Cocone only had her head tilted to one side in frowning consideration.
Ala Alba training and womanly instincts finally kicked in, and Twilight Red, the Twilight Imperial Princess and battle-field leader of the Ministra Magi of Ala Alba suddenly glared in crimson probably-fury.
“KURO NO HENTAI!”
Kuro easily back-flipped from the sudden slash of the harisen, landing lightly a little ways away. “Yes! Kuro-chan at maximum power! Thanks for the treat!” she said, blowing a kiss at Asuna.
Chamo and Albert stared at Kuro, mouths open and drooling. “I wish we had someone like her, ” Chamo said. “Think of the Pactios…!”
Don’t you think I’ve tried? Albert said, sighing wistfully. “She’s so frustrating… Kuro-chan, are you
sure you won’t consider hooking up with Aniki here?”
Kuro smiled familiarly at the ermine. “Sorry, Chamo-kun! Negi is cute and girly, but he has too much dick for my tastes. Besides, you
know the only man I want to be shoved roughly to the ground by as he rips of my clothes and forcefully violates my untouched loli pussy is my Onii-chan. Ah, Shiro-niichan!”
Chamo was crying. “SO much win, that girl…!”
“Why can’t you girls be more like her?” Alberto cried.
“Me Armet, ” Yue said, Souken appearing in her hands. She leveled it at his throat, the point lightly pricking his skin. “
Confirmatio Glacias. You have some kind of objection to how I’ve built myself, Chamo-kun?”
Alberto gulped. “N-no, Yuecchi, just, ah, bemoaning, that’s all.”
“How nice, ” Yue said, pulling a cool smile she’d copied from Signum. Effortlessly twirling the enormous weapon, she tucked it away again.
Originally Posted by hinode
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