>>26963
Serial Killer.
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The waiter brings out your food, and Kaguya sits up straight. She
thanks the waiter. She smirks at you before digging in. You look at the
meal in front of you. It’s nothing much, but it looks good. You dig in
too, but just as you’re about to take a bite, Kaguya’s foot returns,
playing lightly over your inner thigh. You just about drop your fork.
You glare daggers at Kaguya. She continues eating, looking at you with
a faux confused look on her face.
“Oh? You seem to be having some trouble. I wonder why.” Kaguya
grins, and then resumes eating. You try to take another bite
cautiously, but nothing happens this time. You manage to eat a bit more
before Kaguya gently runs her toe over your crotch. This time you
actually do drop the fork. Kaguya looks up.
“My, my, such trouble you’re having just trying to eat. Maybe I
should come over there and help you?” She laughs. You shake your head,
and pick up your fork again. Rising to her game is not going to get you
anywhere. You continue eating, and this time, when she begins running
her foot along your leg, you barely flinch. You continue eating, and
she redoubles your efforts. You somehow manage to not raise to her
game. She seems to be pouting now.
“You’re no fun. Oh well.” Kaguya sits up straight and finishes
eating. She still seems to be pouting. You finish eating as well. The
two of you get up to leave. Kaguya pays, as promised, and the two of
you head outside, Kaguya still hanging on your arm. You ask her why
she’s hanging on your arm. Kaguya giggles.
“You’ll see soon enough~”
You wonder what she’s talking about when you hear a shout. Wait
that sounds like . . . Mokou? Somewhere, deep inside of you, a fear
awakes. It is a primal, and eternal fear. Is this what the fight or
flight response is? The will to stay alive? Every cell in your body is
screaming in chorus now. Something terrible is about to happen. You
slowly turn, and see Mokou standing there. Kaguya still hanging onto
your arm, now squeezing it tightly and smirking at Mokou.
“Good evening, Mokou, How are you tonight?” The impish grin gets larger.
“Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-you. What are you doing with. . . HER.” Mokou jabs a
finger at you accusingly. You start to try and explain what’s going on
but Kaguya cuts you off.
“Isn’t it obvious? We’re out on a date.” She rubs her cheek on
your arm. “We just had dinner too, didn’t we, dearest?” She releases
your arm and throws her arms around your middle, and squeezes tightly.
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Mokou looks PISSED.
[ ] Try and defuse the situation.
[ ] Break free of Kaguya and run.
[ ] Stand there silently.
[ ] Cry.