#moonlesscove

"The left or the right?"

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"Oh that would be great Ivy! We'll even rub you down too!"

"Both of you?" This was going really well or not well at all but Ivy was willing to go all the way to find out.

Continued from X

The lawyer had just finished his business trip, and was looking forward to returning home and actually relaxing for a little bit before getting back to work... But of course, luck was not on his side. Flight delays just had to screw up those plans, and now he was stuck waiting.

And not only that but... He had to share his space with a stranger! He'd have to maintain calm in this intimidating situation. And with the shared silence on the way to the room... That intimidation grew. Sure, he could have spoken to the room mate with the odd outfit, but why should he initiate? He was using the time to observe.

And between the hat and the dress... What an intriguing person. Was she a cosplayer perhaps? Some professional of a job he had never heard of...? Or just eccentric? He shrugged these thoughts off.

Still, dragging in his own case, he raised a brow at her greeting. ...Perhaps she wasn't so scary after all.

"Nothing to apologise for, Kirisame-san. This kind of thing just happens." He gave a shrug as he put his case down near the bed, not wanting to encroach in her space. "Itsuawari-san, it is a pleasure. Though uhm..."

"Urgkh-"

Unsurprisingly, the first response Nyalter has to her father is immediate discomfort. In several senses.

She herself is still dressed for work - It's a semi-costume for her today, more like themed clothes than an actual outfit. She's got several to choose from, ranging from nuns to succubi, but right now she's wearing her usual baker clothes and a black-and-orange apron to match the season.

It certainly feels more modest than what Orin is wearing. The sweater feels distinctly too tight, and the skirt too short. That is to say, Nyalter finds them very hot and it's making her uncomfortable.

"Don't you 'sis' me. I'm at work, I can't just run off to the underground... Uh- With you."

The second part doesn't specifically mean Orin, even if it sounds like it does. It's just the result of Nyalter being massively distracted by Orin as usual.

Continue from here~

Rumors are floating about a mysterious ruin where anyone who ventures into it never returns. Though the reason to risk their lives was the treasures that could be found, from gems to gold, legendary weapons and armors that can raise one's abilities to unforsaken heights, to even forbidden knowledge of books with magic that is rare to learn from the usual places. All of these changes from those who speak of the ruins, and for Sethy, he was a hireling who was promised a great fortune if he returned with anything that would benefit him greatly.

Holding a claymore sword, he enters the ruins, where he will travel deeper and deeper, taking in the sights of the remains, and curiosity hits him about what could have made those tunnels. Regardless, he would continue onto the next ro- He gasped as he stood still, as the rumbling could be heard, and then it was too late. His footing became unstable as the ground shook below him and consumed him, causing him to fall and fall and fall...

THUD! That was all he heard after an uncertain amount of time was lost to him. He shakes his head as he looks downwards, looking for his blade, and as he raises his head up. Those red eyes of his met with those intense eyes of the one across from him. One who not only emitted an aura of high status but also occupied a seat reserved for one.

"Why thank you for inviting me to your party, ma'am~" Neka said, his cloaked ears and tails bouncing as he bowed to Ai, careful to get an eyeful of her bountiful cleavage in her maid outfit. He wanted to learn more about the mysterious Akemi family, though that wouldn't stop him from teasing her a bit here and there!

"Though, I must ask, since you're usually the one in charge of a bunch of maids, is there someone in charge of you today~?"