Ryoubi scanned the area with her rifle, waiting for the yoma to show itself. "See anything yet?" Asked Y/N, who was keeping watch by the trunk of the tree Ryoubi is perched on. "No. But I think there is something rustling in the bushes over there..." She whispered, squinting at some nearby bushes. A black humanoid figure exposed itself, looking around warily. "Found you..." Ryoubi muttered, then held her breath. Just before she could pull the trigger, her foot lost its grip on the branch, and she slipped off. Y/N took notice, and rushed over to catch her, the impact making a loud thud. As the two recovered from the collision, the yoma barged out of the bushes, but stopped when it saw the two. It visibly blushed, and scrambled back into the bushes. "What the hell...?" Y/N muttered, then turned to Ryoubi. She was blushing darkly, and a tick mark appeared on her forehead. Y/N looked down, and realized both why the yoma rushed off, and Ryoubi's reason for being angry. His hand was clasped on one of her breasts, and he hadn't let go yet. "R-Ryoubi, we both know this was an accident..." He started, but was cut off when Miyabi walked into the clearing. "You two! How could you let the yoma get awa-" She stopped herself when she saw the position the two were in, blushed, then turned back to the bushes. "S-Sorry, I didn't realize..." She muttered, walking away. "M-Miyabi, wait!" The two shouted in unison.
-Ryouna-
Y/N walked past Ryouna, who was humming merrily as she pinched the skin on her hand. He was about to stop her, then realized something. There was medium sized spider sitting on top of her head, and she seemed to not have noticed. Y/N gawked at Ryouna's ignorance, and decided to help her out. He walked up to her, backhanded the spider off of her head, consequently hitting her, as well. "Kya~ Attacking me from behind? How bold~" She squealed, and stuck her head out in his direction. "Please do it again!" She requested, pointing at the spot he hit. "R-Ryouna, I was just trying to-" Ryouna cut him off by whining, and stomping her feet. Y/N, unsure of what to do, reluctantly obliged her. He wound his hand back, and smacked the side of her head roughly. She cried out in delight, quite loudly. "Idiot! Don't be so-" She cut him off again by squealing, "Yes! Call me more names!" Before Y/N could scold her again, Ryoubi burst into the room. "Shut the hell up! Do you know what time-" She stopped mid sentence when she saw the white X on Ryouna's head, and looked at Y/N with a disgusted look. "Y/N... are you...?" She muttered, stepping back. "W-What?! No! There was a spider on her head!" He replied. Ryoubi shuddered, and began walking away, muttering, "Creepy..." repeatedly. Y/N chased after her. "I'm telling the truth!"
-Miyabi-
Y/N took the cake out of the oven, and set it on the counter. "Everyone! Cake's ready, come get it while it's warm!" He shouted, and watched his friends bolt to the table. He cut them each an equal share, and started handing out plates. When he was about to give Miyabi hers however, Imu scooted her chair backward, unaware that Y/N was behind her. It hit his side, and he stumbled, dropping the cake. "Ah! Sorry, Y/N!" Imu apologized, standing up. "I'm fine. Where did the cake go?" He asked, looking around. He heard Imu gasp, and looked in the direction she was. The cake had landed face down in Miyabi's cleavage, and she had a dark red hue on her cheeks. "S-Sorry, Miyabi! I'll get it off right now!" Y/N said frantically, using his hands to scoop the solid part of the cake off of her breasts. "T-Thank you." She mumbled, but blushed harder when he started wiping the frosting off with a napkin. The whole room went silent, and he stopped. Glancing around, all of his friends were blushing, and looking at him. "What is it?" He asked. Miyabi slammed her palm on the table, and stood up. Y/N turned back to her, and sweatdropped. "Y/N-San... Would you like to explain what it is exactly you're doing?" She asked, narrowing her eyes. "Uh... h-helping clean up?" He tried. Miyabi grit her teeth, and raised her fist. "Wrong answer."
-Imu-
Imu pet her fox's head, as it ate some food from her hand. "There you go..." She whispered. Y/N wandered over, and squatted down to inspect the fox as well. "Hey, Y/N." She greeted. "Hey. Feeding the fox again?" He asked, scratching the fox under its chin. "Yeah. He was quite restless today, so I thought he was hungry." She replied. "Hm. Now that I think about it, Baron has been pretty skittish, too..." Y/N thought out loud, Imu tilting her head. "Who's Baron?" She asked. "He's my Guardian." He replied, and clenched his fist, making several hand signs. "What animal is he?" Imu asked, but got her answer when Baron jumped out of of a fiery pit. Imu screeched, and scooted away quickly, holding her fox to her chest. "W-What the hell is that thing?!" She shouted. "He's a Hell Hound." Y/N said simply, patting Baron's head. Baron looked at Imu, and slowly stalked up to her. "Don't show fear, he doesn't like that!" Y/N called. Imu steeled herself, and stared deep into Baron's red, glowing eyes. He suddenly changed his behavior, and wagged his tail. Imu gulped, and held her hand out, gingerly petting Baron's ragged fur. She sighed in relief when he didn't do anything, and watched as he dug his way back into hell. She then stomped over to Y/N, and sized him up, even though she was a good amount shorter. "So, why did you go and scare me like that?" She demanded, tapping her foot. Y/N sweatdropped, and rubbed the back of his head, chuckling.
(This is what Baron looks like.)
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-Murasaki-
Murasaki hissed like a vampire, covering herself with a blanket. Y/N sweat dropped, and lowered his hand from the light switch. "Come on, Saki-Chan! We've got training!" Y/N said, tugging on the blanket. "N-No... I'll lose... my powers of... the night..." Murasaki muttered, trying to keep herself covered. "You want me to go get Imu?" Y/N threatened, getting an immediate reaction from her. "N-No! I'm sorry-" She tried to get off of her chair, but her leg got caught on the blanket, and she fell over, landing on top of Y/N. Y/N groaned, and blushed slightly when he felt Murasaki's breasts press against his chest while she tried to get up. "I-I'm sorry..." She apologized, pulling the blanket off. She realized she was straddling Y/N's waist, and blushed darkly. The two turned to the sound of wood hitting the floor, and saw Imu's staff roll over to them. Imu was had a blue shadow over her eyes, and her jaw hung open. "Mu-Murasaki... what kind of anime have you been watching...?" She asked. "T-This isn't... what i-it looks like..." Murasaki fretted, and Y/N joined in. "She's right, Imu! This is just a misunder-" A white ghost floated out of Imu's mouth, and she fell over. "Imu?!" The two shouted.
