>>42801857
>>What's going on? What was that thing?
>What is this magic?

>>42801857
>What is this magic?
>That's how you cheated at the swimming contest, wasn't it?

>>42801857
>>What's going on? What was that thing?
Explain to me, peasant! And where's that cat?

>>42801857
>>What's going on? What was that thing?
>>What is this magic?

>>42801857
>"What did I get myself into?"

>>42801857
>>What is this magic?
>>How do I get rid of it?

>>42801857
>>What's going on? What was that thing?
>>What is this magic?

What is this magic?
>>42801889
>>42801899
>>42801936
>>42802012
>>42802085

What's going on?
>>42801889
>>42801928
>>42801936
>>42802085

This is how you cheated!
>>42801899

Where's that cat?
>>42801928

How do I get rid of it?
>>42802012

What did I get myself into?
>>42801970

"And exactly what, praytell, is this magic?" You raise your chin, giving a look of defiant power to Ayame, in spite of the fact that you're covered in green monster guts.

Ayame stares at you for a second, then snorts. "Hurr de durr, look at me, the dainty princess, I just signed up to be a magical girl without knowing anything about it." She even does a little dance as she says it, and her voice is raised several octaves and has an affectation of class.

A poor affectation, of course. She *is* a commoner, after all.

"I was in a bit of a hurry," you grind out, "since you were mortally wounded."

"Pfft," Ayame says, with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Like I needed your help. I would've gotten right back and beaten that thing."

This girl is, in fact, an idiot. You had worried briefly that perhaps you misjudged her on some level due to lacking full information, but no. "The magic?" You're increasingly impatient with her, and you're sure it comes through in your voice.

"It's an endowment from the fundamental force of Good and Right, yadda yadda, defeat Evil and Wrong, blah blah blah." She says it in such a flippant way it borders on the insulting. To you, that is; obviously it's insulting to your mutual benefactor.

"I see," you say, not properly understanding but doubting you'll get much more out of her. "And the creature?"

"A creation of Evil and Wrong? A duhhh?" You want to slap that look off her face oh-so-badly. "They just attack whatever's nearby when they enter this world, we kill them, pre~tty simple," she adds, moderately helpfully.

>Thank her for her assistance. Figure out how to revert to normal and head back inside, to assure the staff of your safety.
>What do you have to do? Can you quit?
>Where's that cat gotten to?
>So that's how she cheated during swim.
>Write-in.

>>42802378
>>Thank her for her assistance. Figure out how to revert to normal and head back inside, to assure the staff of your safety.
>>Where's that cat gotten to?

>>42802378
>>Thank her for her assistance. Figure out how to revert to normal and head back inside, to assure the staff of your safety.
>So that's how she cheated during swim.

>>42802378
>>Thank her for her assistance. Figure out how to revert to normal and head back inside, to assure the staff of your safety.
>>Where's that cat gotten to?
It seems the cat might be much more helpful in explaining this all.

>>42802378
>So that's how she cheated during swim.

>>42802378
>>Thank her for her assistance. Figure out how to revert to normal and head back inside, to assure the staff of your safety.
>>So that's how she cheated during swim.

>>42802378
>So that's how she cheated during swim.

Cheater!
>>42802434
>>42802472
>>42802490
>>42802525

Thanks for the help. Bye, whore.
>>42802422
>>42802434
>>42802455
>>42802490

Where's the cat?
>>42802422
>>42802455

"So that's how you cheated in your race with Kenta," you say, wearing a smug little smile beneath the guts on your face. You can't actually smell them any more, which is fortunate, as they smell simply awful. You shake your head in disdain.

"Uh!" Ayame says, pressing her hand to her chest. "Cheated? It's not cheating. Where in the swim club rules does it say you can't use magical girl powers? There's no such rule." She crosses her arm and raises her chin, defiant to the last. "I checked."

You purse your lips, idly considering continuing with this line of conversation before dismissing it as a waste of time. "In any case, thank you for your assistance in this matter. I believe I will now... return to normal." You begin to prod at your clothes with the hand that's not currently holding your battle-axe, but it has no effect. "Hmm. How is that done?"

"Oh, you want advice from the cheater?" You give her a cross look, and it has the desired effect, since she balks. "Fine, fine. Just take off the domino mask."

You reach up, pulling it off, and your sense of smell comes back as your... well, magical girl outfit, disappears. The rotten egg smell of the guts comes full force, even sharper than it was before, and you struggle not to puke. It smells like how (you imagine) a maggot crawling up your nostril feels.

Ayame begins to laugh at your misfortune. "Oh, yeah, you have to be sure to clean yourself up before doing that! Monster guts smell really bad, it's just the magic that numbs it to something tolerable. Sorry for forgetting to mention it," she sniggers.

You manage to fight down your stomach, and resort to breathing through your mouth for the moment. Rather than give her a piece of your mind, you simply march back to the house.

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Oh, fuck it.

>>42802954
>I became a magical girl
No reason not to tell him.

>>42802954
> A magical girl saved me from the bug monster

>>42802954
>A magical girl saved me from the bug monster

Let's try and not seem too crazy.

>>42802954
>I don't know
>There was this huge monster and suddenly I was outside. It was horrible.

>>42802954
>Someone calling themselves a magical girl saved me from the bug monster

>>42802954
This>>42803032

>>42802954
>>42803032
Seconding

I became a magical girl!
>>42802991

I dunno.
>>42803029

Someone [calling themselves] a magical girl saved me!
>>42802998
>>42803000
>>42803032
>>42803062
>>42803088

"There was this girl... she looked like a magical girl, and she vanquished the bug monster, thus saving my life!" You glance down at your body, careful not to breathe through your nose and get a load of your current scent. "Its innards wound up coating me completely, as you can see." Your hand doesn't hurt any more, from when it got slammed in the door, and that's the only injury you suffered during the fighting. You risk a glance, and it's pristine and flawless. Besides the monster guts, of course.

"Good," your father says, keeping up an affection of calm. "It's good that you weren't hurt. This girl... did she say anything to you?"

You pause, thinking back over the events, trying to figure out what you *should* say, to keep your lie convincing. "I don't think so," you say, shaking your head.

"Where is she now?" He turns his attention to one of his guards. "The Fujimoto family would like to show its gratitude to her."

The guard looks rather worried, then finally speaks as your father's withering gaze forces the words out of him. "She claimed to *be* Chiyoko, sir, but she obviously was not. Then she fled with the other girl."

"Hmm." He says, tapping his fingers on his desk, still standing. "Very well. Let's wait until the house is secure before doing anything further."

The remainder of the night is spent dealing with the fallout of the monster attack - fallout which, oddly enough, does not involve speaking to any police or hearing any sirens. You trust your father to do what's right for your family, of course.

The next day at school, you're looking absolutely proper, the scrape that Ayame gave you having healed up thanks to the magic, it seems. You sit down in your seat in class and... Ayame is late, again. The window is still locked from last time.

>Unlock it, she's your ally now.
>Don't unlock it, she needs to learn to obey school rules.
>Write-in.

>>42803442
>>Don't unlock it, she needs to learn to obey school rules.

>>42803442
>>Don't unlock it, she needs to learn to obey school rules.

>>42803442
>>Don't unlock it, she needs to learn to obey school rules.
We said we'd make a proper lady out of her, no reneging on that!

>>42803442
>Don't unlock it, she needs to learn to obey school rules.

>>42803442
>Don't unlock it, she needs to learn to obey school rules.
She has not earned our favor in any way which would make us want to help her with that.

>>42803442
>Unlock it, she's your ally now
I kinda wanna know more about the magical girl deal. Best we be kind first, no need to punish her unless she slights us.

Don't unlock it.
>>42803459
>>42803479
>>42803491
>>42803496
>>42803565

Unlock it.
>>42803571

>>42803571
She slights us practically every time she opens her mouth. First thing, she needs to learn to behave.

>>42803657
We need to learn to not take everything so seriously.

>>42803722
But that's how commoners operate.

>>42803722
Pff, filthy commoner, not taking dicipline seriously...

>>42803722
You leave the window locked, smiling softly as you imagine her irritation when she attempts to sneak in again and finds it impossible. Only a few minutes later, you see her out of the corner of your eye, trying to pull open the window. She tries it slowly at first, then she adjusts in position, yanking on the handle from the outside, on the verge of losing her balance from the sheer angle of her body. Finally, she gives up and starts tapping on the window gently with two knuckles. "Psst. Psst," she hisses at you.

You studiously ignore her, focusing instead on the teacher's words. He's currently writing out an equation on the blackboard, and very slowly and methodically going through each and every step of how to solve it.

"Come on," she hisses. "Aren't we buddies now? Please? Come onnnn," she whines. When you still don't respond, she kicks the window in frustration, making a loud bang and catching everyone's attention.

"Ayame-san," the teacher says, with a shake of his head, "climbing on the school property isn't safe. Chiyoko-san, could you please open the window for her?"

"Yes, sensei," you say, standing and unlocking the window and pulling it open.

As Ayame practically leaps into the room, running a hand through her hair to improve its appearance, the teacher speaks. "Ayame-san, you are to stand outside the class room for the next twenty minutes."

"Wha-! But I just got in here!" She really is such a brat. Truly a commoner from bottom to top.

"Twenty-five," he corrects.

She grumbles as she goes, glaring daggers at you and the teacher alike, but you studiously ignore her. "As I was saying," he says, turning to the blackboard, "dividing in this context requires..."

When Ayame does get back to class, she takes to throwing ripped up pieces of paper at you. You're not even sure what - if anything - she's attempting to accomplish, but she's certainly not accomplishing much.

>Ignore it.
>Throw them back.
>Complain to the teacher.
>Write-in.

>>42803836
>>Ignore it.
The oujo laugh cometh soon

>>42803836
>Ignore it.

>>42803836
>>Ignore it.

>>42803836
>Calmly Tell her once to control plebian self
if she doesn't.
>Tell the teacher

>>42803836
>Ignore it.

>>42803836
>>Ignore it.
Antics of the commoners are beneath us.

>>42803836
>Ignore it
This is so far below our station we shouldn't bother.

>>42803836
>Ignore it.

Ignore it.
>>42803884
>>42803900
>>42803908
>>42803930
>>42803932
>>42803943
>>42804018

Tell the teacher if she doesn't knock it off.
>>42803919

You simply sit in your seat, ignoring Ayame as she tosses wad of paper after wad of paper in your general direction. A few go wild, but most land on your desk - when they do, you simply sweep them to one side, allowing you to continue taking notes.

Ayame seems frustrated by your utter lack of reaction, but rather than stepping up her offense, she stops, giving up. Perhaps you may be able to teach her proper manners after all.

When class ends, you deposit the detritus thrown your way into the trash can without a word. Ayame comes up behind you. "Bet you think you're sooo~ cool," she says, sounding extremely annoying.

"I believe that I am from a higher class than you, which I imagine translates to some prestige and respect, yes," you reply, smoothly. Her brow furrows for a moment before she processes your words.

"You're just some hoity toity rich girl who doesn't know the first thing about anything," Ayame counters, crossing her arms. "I remember last night when you got covered in gunk."

>Don't sink to her level. Return to your seat.
>Lay into her with some witty repartee.
>Perhaps you could settle this once and for all some other way? Say, a duel?
>Write-in.

>>42804257
"And I remember last night when I beat the thing you couldn't."

>>42804257
>>Lay into her with some witty repartee.

>>42804257
>>Perhaps you could settle this once and for all some other way? Say, a duel?

>>42804278
>>42804286
This then go back to our seat.

>>42804257
>>Lay into her with some witty repartee.
Let us display our superior wit.

>>42804257
>>Perhaps you could settle this once and for all some other way? Say, a duel?

>>42804257
>Lay into her with some witty repartee.
>>42804278
This, please.

>>42804257
Seconding >>42804278
>"And I remember last night when I beat the thing you couldn't."

>>42804257
>>Lay into her with some witty repartee.
"Covered in the guts of the monster I had to kill for you, as I recall."

Witty retort.
>>42804278
>>42804286
>>42804319
>>42804321
>>42804361
>>42804366
>>42804410

It's time for a d-d-d-d-d-duel!
>>42804315
>>42804330

"Scintillating," you respond dryly. "I remember last night when you were bested by a creature I easily slew mere moments after being endowed with powers you had time to practice. But your astonishing incompetence is really none of my business." If you had tea right now, you would sip at it; alas, you must simply settle for giving her your most winning smile.

"Rrrr!" Ayame growls, stalking towards you, trying to physically intimidate you, but you're still in the classroom so you know that she can't really do anything. "You're the most annoying person in the world!"

"Ah. By your appearance, I imagined that you had never heard of a mirror. This confirms my suspicion." It takes her time to puzzle out exactly what you were implying, and you step back towards your desk as she does.

Once it does make its way through her thick skull to whatever pea she uses as a brain, she growls in rage, and you hear her stomp towards you. A third voice cuts in, this one a calm, serene monotone. "Ayame-san," she says, "I would like to ask if you need any help on the materials covered, as you missed thirty minutes of class time due to your tardiness. I take extensive notes."

"Rrrgh," Ayame mumbles under her breath, clearly giving up any hopes of getting even. She throws her hands in the air, a motion you catch as you sit down. "Yes. Okay. Fine." She grumbles and sighs but eventually forces out a "thank you, Yukiko," as she copies from the other girl's notes in her far worse penmanship.

The school day draws to a close, and then it's time for after school clubs. You could head back to swimming, or check out the other clubs.

>Go to swim club again, with intent to join.
>Go to swim club again, just to use your powers to humiliate Ayame a bit.
>Cultural club. You don't really want to spend all of after school time with Ayame.
>School Mysteries Club. You're still curious.
>Write-in.

>>42804833
>>Go to swim club again, with intent to join.

>>42804833
>Go to swim club again, with intent to join.

>>42804833
>>School Mysteries Club. You're still curious.

>>42804833
>School Mysteries Club. You're still curious.

>>42804833
>Cultural club. You don't really want to spend all of after school time with Ayame

Yukiko is the third MG

>>42804833
>Join swim club, the hawtness is there I'm sure he'd rather have the company of a refined and cultured lady rather than spend time with that uncultured monkey brute girl.

>>42804833
>School Mysteries Club. You're still curious.

>>42804833

We must become more athletic in case there are more encounters like last night's.

>>42804923
Not really, besides a swim club will do jack all to help our magically boosted body.

>>42804833
>Does the school have a more refined sporting club than its swim team? Perhaps simulated swordsmanship would prove of more use...
We must improve our athleticism, but if there's a fencing / kendo club, it would be more useful than swim and also reduce our need to interact with that horrid uncouth commoner.

>>42804833
>Go to swim club again, with intent to join.
Maybe we can teach the monkey how to swim like a proper lady.

>>42804833
>Cultural club. You don't really want to spend all of after school time with Ayame.

Swim.
>>42804890
>>42804900
>>42804917
>>42804923
>>42804979

Kendo.
>>42804923
>>42804955

Culture.
>>42804915
>>42805002

School Mysteries.
>>42804901
>>42804909

>>42804833
>School Mysteries Club

What if this magical girl quest is secretly a horror mystery magical girl quest?

Although Ayame's presence in the swim club is an irritant, you'll not give up merely because of her presence. That boy, Kenta, is a very fine young gentleman. You might even call him her polar opposite. You can't help but want to see him, what with his unbelievable... politeness, and his unusually mature... character.

There's no other reason for your interest, of course. Just that. You're not some shallow harlot who throws herself after the first pretty face. You have a more discerning taste.

This time, you brought your own swimsuit, which is a nice one piece with a little frilly skirt that makes you look positively adorable without costing you anything in terms of dignity. The reaction from Kenta - his slightly too-long stare that then makes him look away in embarrassment - makes you blush a bit, your cheeks flushing with heat. You stride up to him with purpose, practically wrapping yourself around his muscular arm. "Kenta-san, would you keep helping me learn how to swim?"

"Kenta~," comes Ayame's voice, from behind him. That girl is simply infuriating. She hops on top of him again, and this time when he tries to throw her off, she manages to get off on her own. "Stop being mean to meeee. Didn't your mom teach you not to be mean to girls?"

"Female monkeys aren't girls," Kenta says, and Ayame begins to fake cry, earning a roll of his eyes.

"You're so meannnn. I'm gonna tell your mom!"

"She's met you, so she'll understand," he says.

>Tug on his arm to regain his attention.
>Be polite and request his assistance anew.
>Tell Ayame to bug off, you were talking to him.
>Tch. If he likes this girl more than you, you suppose you'll just go learn on your own right now!
>Write-in.

>>42805323
>Tug on his arm to regain his attention.
>Be polite and request his assistance anew.

>>42805323
>>Be polite and request his assistance anew.

>>42805323
>Be polite and request his assistance anew.

>>42805323
>Be polite and request his assistance anew.

>>42805323
More flies with honey than vinegar. Be politely ask his assistance. Show the monkey girl how it's done.

>>42805323
>>Tch. If he likes this girl more than you, you suppose you'll just go learn on your own right now!
Let's keep our distance. Men want what they can't have. If we come on too strong, we'll look too flirty and shit.

Be polite.
>>42805358
>>42805369
>>42805420
>>42805434

Be polite and tug.
>>42805348

Play hard to get.
>>42805456

>>42805323
>>Be polite and request his assistance anew.
Smoosh our assets into his arm to have him give us our full attention. Knowing that peasant's "Athletic Build" (Flat as a board), we should soon succeed...

"Kenta?" You say, and he glances back at you. "Would you please help me learn how to swim?" You flutter your eyelashes a bit, and he smiles in response. Yes. You'll have him wrapped around your little finger in no time. You smile up at him.

"Alright, come on," he says, guiding you into the water. You don't do anything so undignified as meeting Ayame's eyes and blowing a raspberry at her, but the temptation is incredible. Letting him teach you is quite fun, and when he shows you how to move, you get a very pleasant, long look at his toned legs and chest. He's a very attractive young man, you must admit, though of course your interest is not so shallow as that.

Ayame glowers at you from the other side of the pool, occasionally swimming by, but just earning a swat and a "leave me alone," from Kenta. You appear to have his undivided attention. The fact that it obviously infuriates Ayame is just a small - but real - bonus.

When club ends, Ayame drags Kenta away from you before you can ask him to walk you home. "Kenta~," she says, sounding positively sweet, especially by her standards. "Can we talk for a little bit alone?"

"Uh, alright," he says.

>Follow them and watch quietly.
>Wait for Kenta to finish, then ask him to walk you home.
>Head home alone.
>See if you can't find that talking cat.
>Write-in.

>>42805725
>>Follow them and watch quietly.

>>42805725
>Follow them and watch quietly.

>>42805725
Wait, then ask for him to walk you home.

>>42805725
>Head home alone.

>>42805725
>See if you can't find that talking cat.

>>42805725
>Follow them and watch quietly.
trying to talk bad about us behind our back, huh?

>>42805725
>>See if you can't find that talking cat.

>>42805725
>Follow them and watch quietly.

>>42805725
>See if you can't find that talking cat.

>>42805725
>>Head home alone.

>>42805725
>See if you can't find that talking cat.

>>42805725
>See if you can't find that talking cat.
Let's not blow it by being a stalker

>>42805725
>Follow them and watch quietly.

>>42805725
>See if you can't find that talking cat.

I like to watch. *licks lips*
>>42805740
>>42805749
>>42805837
>>42805864
>>42805970

Talking cat.
>>42805875
>>42805842
>>42805829
>>42805930
>>42805952
>>42805974

Walk me home, please?
>>42805819

I can walk myself home.
>>42805828
>>42805923

>>42805725
>>Follow them and watch quietly.
>>Wait for Kenta to finish, then ask him to walk you home.

>>42805537
If the OP image is any indicator, we're flatter. She probably has a more toned body; we seem to have nothing.

>>42806079
>If the OP image is any indicator, we're flatter.
We should use magic fix that.
Not to big of course. We're a lady not some smutty tramp, but a little boost, slowly over time, so that the commoner knows their place as our inferior in all things.

Hrm. While the subject of their conversation would be interesting, you don't wish to appear to be a stalker. Instead, you start looking around for that cat. You're quite sure you saw it here during swim club yesterday, so it can't be *that* far away. You explore the nearby bushes, occasionally whispering and calling out for the elusive feline.

No one notices, which is fortunate, because you would simply die if you got caught like this. You finally manage to locate the talking cat after eight minutes, when it suddenly appears before you. "Ah, there you are," you say, with a sigh of relief.

"Indubitably," he says. "To what end do you seek my counsel? Do you wish, perhaps, to learn of the path of wisdom?"

"Well..." you pause, "I'd like to know a bit more about this whole, 'magical girl' thing. I don't know if that counts as part of the 'path of wisdom,' though."

"Mmm," the cat purrs. "The path of wisdom encompasses many things, not least of which is the duties you have now taken up, as a warrior for Good and Right. They encompass many things, but most prominent among them is your duty to fight against what is Evil and Wrong whenever you see it."

>I was actually more curious about the exact mechanics at play.
>What does that mean, practically?
>How long do I have to do this for?
>Write-in.

>>42806326
>I was actually more curious about the exact mechanics at play.

>>42806326
>What does that mean, practically?
>How long do I have to do this for?

>>42806326
>>I was actually more curious about the exact mechanics at play.

>>42806326
>I was actually more curious about the exact mechanics at play.

>>42806326
>I was actually more curious about the exact mechanics at play.

>>42806326
>>I was actually more curious about the exact mechanics at play.
>>What does that mean, practically?

What is exactly going on?
>>42806349
>>42806356
>>42806373
>>42806390
>>42806409

What does that mean?
>>42806353
>>42806409

How long do I have to do this for?
>>42806353

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"I was actually more interested in the exact mechanics at play. How does it work? What sort of benefits does it grant? What costs and downsides are there? The practical and the theoretical, but lead with the practical."

The cat quirks an eyebrow, surprised by your line of questioning. You get the sense that Ayame didn't ask such things. "Asking questions when you do not know is part of the path of wisdom. It is good to see you doing so. Enhanced agility, strength, acuity, general physicality, when the magic fills you. You can draw on that magic to a lesser extent without a full transformation-" as Ayame did during that race, you surmise "- but it's not useful for the most part. There's the camouflage effect, hiding your identity from those who see you. You draw forth your spirit weapon from your internal essence, when you transform."

"And where does this power come from?"

The cat snorts, almost derisively. "You saw it, when you first gained the power, or have you already forgotten? To not remember important things is not to walk the path of wisdom," he chides. "It is the fundamental Good and Right, the fabric on which the universe itself is placed. Obviously. It has endowed you a tiny piece of its power, filling and enhancing all that you are."

"I see," you say, "and my duties? Would you please be more sp-"

The cat meows, interrupting you. It puts you off enough that you stop, taken aback. Then you hear a voice from behind you, utterly calm and serene. "Oh, there's kitty," she says, as she steps forward. Yukiko, you recognize. She scratches the cat behind the ears, staring down at it. "Hello, kitty. You haven't gotten in trouble since I last saw you, have you?" Her voice is an utter deadpan, not the sing-songy bit that you'd expect from someone talking to a cat.

>Try to get her to leave.
>Ask her what her relationship to Ayame is.
>Try to make friends.
>Write-in.

>>42806831
>>Try to make friends.

>>42806831
>Ask her what her relationship to Ayame is.

>>42806831
>Try to make friends.

>>42806853
Seconding. More friends is a good thing, abd she is at least not annoying like monkey girl.

>>42806831
>>Try to make friends.

>>42806831
>>Try to make friends.

>>42806831

>Try to make friends.
We need a friend that isn't a peasant

Will it be possible to switch to the dark side later on?

>>42806831
>>Try to make friends.
ally get.

>>42806831
>Try to make friends.

>>42806919
Wait, we're friends with a peasant?

Friendship is magic.
>>42806853
>>42806879
>>42806888
>>42806908
>>42806909
>>42806919
>>42806952
>>42806974

What's your relationship to Ayame?
>>42806863

You smile and offer her your hand. "I am Fujimoto Chiyoko," you say.

She serenely and utterly dispassionately turns to you. "I am Sato Yukiko," she replies, taking your hand in hers. Her expression is almost empty, only a very soft smile on her lips. "It is nice to meet you, Chiyoko-san. Do you also like kitty? I'm afraid I don't know his name," she admits, casting a look down towards the cat, who meows senselessly, as though he didn't understand a thing.

"It would seem I do," you admit. The cat did give you magic powers, so you can't honestly dislike it. Yukiko seems nice. People who are nice to animals are generally good people, right? Even if this Yukiko girl does seem a bit odd. "Do you like cats?"

"I like all kinds of animals," she says, her voice still that serene sweetness without a hint of inflection. "What sort of animals do you like?"

"Ah, well, my family used to own a bunch of dogs," you say, earning a hiss from the cat. "Not any more," you say, feeling a bit defensive.

"It looks like kitty doesn't like to hear mention of animals of the more canine persuasion," Yukiko comments impassively. The cat meows sweetly as she returns to scratching it behind the ears. She changes the subject without the slightest hint of remorse. "You don't seem to have a very happy relationship with Ayame."

>I'd say it's more her that's the problem than me.
>Oh, right, that reminds me, I want to bang her friend Kenta. Any advice?
>As soon as she apologizes for being such a bitch we'll be fine.
>Write-in.

>>42807412
>>As soon as she apologizes for being such a bitch we'll be fine.

>>42807412
>I'd say it's more her that's the problem than me.

>>42807412
>I'd say it's more her that's the problem than me.
>As soon as she apologizes for being such an uncouth peasant we'll be fine.

Real Oujos don't swear.

>>42807412
> It's been more a problem on her end than mine. She has been nothing but rude, mean, and belligerent towards us ever since we've met her. Honestly we think she is abit of a bully.

>>42807472
I wouldn't actually have Chiyoko swear in dialogue. I just get lazy with the prompts.

>>42807412
>I'd say it's more her that's the problem than me.
>As soon as she apologizes for being such an uncouth peasant we'll be fine.

>>42807412
>I'd say it's more her that's the problem than me.

>>42807412
>>I'd say it's more her that's the problem than me.
You can't expect someone of our refined lifestyle to get along with a peasant.

It's her fault! She's a meany-poo!
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>>42807584

She just needs to apologize for being such a puta.
>>42807425
>>42807472
>>42807531

>>42807641
What kind of rich person speaks Spanish? Unrealistic tally.

>>42807752
Drug lords
Conquistadors

>>42807641
>It's her fault! She's a meany-poo!
That is un becoming of an Ojou Tartarus.

>>42807641
We're totally tsundere oujo-sama.
>I-it's not like I want to be that bakas friend!

"I don't have any particular issue with her; she has an issue with me."

"Oh?" Yukiko inquires politely. "She ranted for twelve minutes about how you pushed her out of a second story window," she notes, dispassionately.

"She ran into me in the halls," you counter.

"I see. Did she do it on purpose?"

"Well... no," you admit. "She was running in the halls, though."

"I see. Did she apologize?"

"She didn't mean it!" She didn't. She obviously didn't. You know she didn't.

"I see," Yukiko says, letting your words slide for the moment, totally calm. You're feeling increasingly silly about this whole thing... "Well. I suppose that fair's fair. Is there any particular reason you're so friendly with Kenta-san?" You awkwardly adjust your stance, not meeting Yukiko's gaze. She doesn't change her expression at all. "It's just, Kenta-san's one of Ayame's old friends, you see," she explains. "She's quite worried that you're attempting to seduce him. I'm sure a girl like you wouldn't harbor thoughts like that, though."

>...maybe it's both your fault.
>No, it's definitely Ayame's fault! She tried to beat you in volleyball, and, uh... she was angry when you didn't let her in the room.
>It sounds like she's taking Ayame's side! You don't need to put up with this.
>Write-in.

>>42807949
>>No, it's definitely Ayame's fault! She tried to beat you in volleyball, and, uh... she was angry when you didn't let her in the room.

>>42807949
>>...maybe it's both your fault.
But mostly Ayame's. Like a 20-80 split.

>>42807949
>write-in
>change the subject

>>42807949
>>...maybe it's both your fault.
30-70 her fault

>>42807949
>...maybe it's both your fault
Mostly Ayame's but we do have some blame.

>>42807949
> M-maybe just maybe we might also be at fault. . . We are not the type to stoop to such low levels as seduction. We're simply being nice because he was nice.

>>42807949
>Write-in.
"Perhaps I am, and I know she does as well. He is rather handsome. But that is not what we need to talk about...."

>>42807949
>...maybe it's both your fault.
Only like 1% us though. Maybe even only 0.01%

Also we are harboring the hell out of those thoughts. They couldn't set out to the thought sea even if they wanted to.

>>42807949
>...maybe it's both your fault.
That said, someone of our station doesn't harbor crass thoughts about boys. It's not like we want to date Kenta or anything!

>>42807949
>...maybe it's both your fault.
>...She told you she likes him?

It's definitely her fault.
>>42807970

Maybe it's both our fault. But mostly hers.
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>>42808066

Let's change the subject.
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>>42808017

"Well..." you trail off, feeling quite chastised. You suppose you can see where Ayame is coming from. Obviously, she's more at fault than you are, but that doesn't mean you aren't at fault at all. Perhaps you've helped nurse her grudge with a few actions on your fault. "I suppose I may have contributed some to the situation."

"It's always nice to hear someone reflect on their own actions, isn't it, kitty?" The cat meows in agreement. You give him a glower, and he sticks out its tongue! The nerve! "You are such a cute kitty," Yukiko says, watching the cat without a hint of a change in expression. "I hope that this new realization may help you in the future," Yukiko adds, over the shoulder, to you.

You do feel like... maybe... there's something you could do to fix this. Not that it's your fault, of course. But still. It's not as though you're required to, or anything, but, you don't particularly like Ayame trying to get on your nerves, even if she does it so incompetently. You could probably do with less of that.

Something to think about.

>END OF CHAPTER.

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So fucking tired. G'night.

>>42808301
Thanks boss see you next time

>>42808301
thx 4 runin budi gud thred

Oh, note, next time is probably not Wednesday (planning to check out new apartment that day), and definitely not Thursday. Might be Friday.

>>42808301
>>42808432
Night Tartarus