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“It is simple, but you did wish to know my desires.” She wondered what to do. Mitsuko had beaten her to sucking off Shinigami. But she might still do that later. It was something Jumi enjoyed doing. “It does appeal to you though?” She considered the answer. “Well, I am sure I am asking for the impossible, but if you could take me both ends at once, well if you could take the place of two boys at a time even better. I would not compare it to Mitsuko feet, but if you want to take me from that side, I find it quite enjoyable.” It was not an extremely strong fetish, but Jumi certainly enjoyed anal. Had taken it in both ends at the same time, by groups of boys a few times. She did not know if she had anything comparable to Mitsuko’s feet, but Shinigami would certainly find her sensitive spots.

As she was put on the bed, Jumi watched it reappear. The idea of a futanari was still fascinating to her. She still did not look at Shinigami’s body quite the way Mitsuko did. But perhaps something had changed. By now Nall must have told Mitsuko, but what exactly did he say, what was Mitsuko hiding. “You want to hear my desires?…I want Mitsuko to hear how much I love it, hear you please me. I want to hear her too, when you are alone with her.” She admitted at least one desire. It was perhaps something that came with an open relationship. For Jumi at least. She had been incredibly aroused watching the two of. “She wants you more than me…at least for now…”. She admitted there was a chance tonight might change that. “You have something to please us, that we lack. I can please her, but you can in a way I can only imitate with plastic. She loves it so much…it does feel good.” She reached over. Took the shaft into her hand, jerked it a few times, to watch it harden.

“I thought you talking about healing specifically.” Jumi had not been sure if Shinigami was referring to some strange demon ritual or not. Some thing that truly involved her mind directly in some way. It did not seem to be that though. She wrapped her arms and legs around the demon, as she was carried. This was going to be similar in some ways but also different. There was something about it being the two of them. That Shinigami genuinely desired her, that was good enough. Shinigami could maybe feel some excitement in her heartbeat. “Just let tonight happen. We will see if there are any surprises. If you want me to do anything to you, I will do it.”

Jumi had momentarily forgotten Nall was in the room, lost in the moment as she was. Well, it made things convenient for passing the message to Mitsuko. “…Body and mind?” Jumi asked with some caution. Not fear though. She was not going to try to stop now. She told Shinigami to do what she wanted to her. She meant it. She considered herself prepared for anything, but was curious exactly what was being planned. It looked like she was possibly going to bed sooner than expected. Since it seemed healing related. “…I’ll consider it. We have all night, think about what you want to do to me.” There was some excitement, maybe even a little arousal, as she waited.

Jumi committed to it. She was sure Mitsuko would be surprised, probably even happy, not caring it would just be her and probably Nall for one night. Jumi did not know what to expect, but this was the right choice. "After everything that just happened...I think I need this." The possibility of a step in the right direction. Beginning to heal. "I don't expect you to treat me like Mitsuko does, or any other human. Treat me the way you want...if you desire me, that is enough. I'm ready for anything tonight. All night, just us." She truly did not know what to expect. But perhaps that made it better. She did want this. She felt confident of that. "What do I need to do, to make you ready?" She had not imagined doing this earlier, but she was prepared. "Though the girl who caused all this would have been a much better healer. Don't expect much skill or experience from me." She had no idea how much still needed to be done before bed. But she was prepared. Was it going to be conventional work? She was not sure how much there was left to do that Mitsuko had not.

Jumi considered Shinigami’s words, felt the body against her’s. There was lingering pain…but maybe it was recovering. What did she want from the creature? It would obviously be different from Mitsuko. She could not imagine a conventional sort of love between them. “My offer on a new deal at the end of this remains open…consider what I might offer, if I’m happy enough…”. She did not spell it out. But there were certainly things she could guess. ”…How close are you to healing? I will take Mitsuko’s place helping you…if you need it…if you heal soon…”. She was nervous about making offer. A big one. One that might change. “You are the host. It is your choice. I offer a way to make up for what happened. If you wish it, take only me to bed tonight. You can still have time with both of us, or just Mitsuko. But I offer this to make up for what happened last time…do you desire me alone tonight?”. Yes, this was probably the best way to do it. She was offering what might be a life changing experience, maybe for both.

Jumi was caught off guard as Shinigami pulled her in. Certainly not a human sort of love. But a genuine desire of some sort. Maybe not pure lust, but Jumi honestly could not figure this creature out. Feelings of the previous night before the pain lingered. How she made her and Mitsuko feel. That growing question, could the demon heal her of her pain? Give something. “I’m not asking about love, other human emotions, anything like that, not trying to repeat what happened, but…do you want me?” It was a serious question, it might have seemed obvious in the moment, but Jumi wanted to hear it. With potentially major questions. She was asking Shinigami to answer it in a context she was comfortable with. Purely sexually or otherwise. Depending on the answer, she might take a significant step.

“Because I’m weak. You know what I went through. Maybe I am not as over it as I thought.” Shinigami might not have the said the words exactly, but the combination of her words about weakness of love, the harshness of her mood in that moment, running off. It had all cracked something inside her. A crack. That might be repaired. Pain. That might heal. “And you will notice, I made no attempt to. Had no desire to. If I considered you the same as other demons I would have attacked the second you gave up power.” She was not going to come out and say it. Not push for it. That Shinigami might be uniquely capable of healing that pain. The problem was it was getting dangerously close to acting human. At the end, Shinigami almost seemed to be asking for something. Jumi was not quite ready to do that, but perhaps they were working their way there?

“Was weak intended to be a compliment? I believe both humans and demons consider it an insult.” She took a few steps closer. “Familiar. Yes, quick to judge humans. Look, let me be clear. This whole time I have been trying to trust your word. Believe what you said about us enjoying it. It is true, you haven’t done what other demons did to me. But it is because I have tried to trust you, that I’m like this now. Think of me as weak, I can’t stop you. Really though, was what I did somehow so insulting? Did you really think I was trying to get you angry?” Was this getting dangerously close to what happened before? Maybe, but maybe this honesty would do some good.

"Oh yes, I'm a such little bitch. That is how you look at me? The weak little human. Thanks for proving that right, that's why I left you two alone. Did you just want me to smile and nod at the insults?" That was the real question. What had Shinigami expected her to do? For Mitsuko's sake, she was willing to at least try this. But she had no idea where it would go. "Just what did you expect me to do?" Get that out there. Getting as much out as they could, hopefully without wanting to kill each other. That seemed to be the only solution here. Whether it was a good idea or not, Jumi saw it as the one real chance of fixing this. She was willing to risk the consequences, for what seemed like the best option. The pain remained, but at least it was bringing some of her old spirit back.

What was that? Almost an apology, in a vague sense? Maybe it wasn’t, but whether or not it was, Jumi understood it was probably the closest she was going to get. “Impudence? Did it occur to you, you might have overreacted?” If Shinigami was so happy to see her angry, maybe she could safely speak her mind at least a little. The way she understood it from the beginning. She could accept Shinigami being angry at what she did. That by itself did not bother her. It was her reaction that cut so deeply into her. That last decision Shinigami mentioned, it was not quite time to make it. Though it had to be soon.

Jumi sighed. Her confusion returning. She asked something like that then react. “Damn it.” She bitterly whispered. “You don’t get it. You don’t want to get it. If I tried to explain you would just snap again, go crawl off, probably die this time.” She was beyond frustrated here. Mitsuko wanted them to talk, but how? What was she supposed to say that wouldn’t piss off the creature? Now she was trying to claim she enjoyed all that? Clearly did not enjoy it enough to care about what she said earlier.

“Mostly that Mitsuko cares about you, and I care about her…but you don’t want to know about that. They also have the idea we’ll be stuck here, if anything happens to you.” Jumi was blunt about the most basic deep down reason why she did not. She truly did not mind if Mitsuko loved Shinigami, would not hurt her by doing anything to the creature. But Shinigami might not understand it. “Does she even care though?” Jumi asked Mitsuko, as she left, regarding the question of not being touched. That was a much stronger threat to a girlfriend than whatever Shinigami was to Mitsuko.

Jumi had to bite her tongue. There were plenty of things she could say, but would accomplish nothing, except provoke the creature further. No she was not playing that game. Would not let Shinigami provoke her, though she really wished it was not apparently her presence making Shinigami more alert. “She appreciates it. That is good enough. Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.” Try to stay calm, don’t let the creature hurt or provoke her further. It was clear she did not understand. Probably did not want to. That was the biggest lesson she learned.

Jumi glanced up. “I’m here to keep Mitsuko company.” She said, flatly. Any hostility hidden. Yes, it was possibly better for everyone if she just left, even if she did not want to. But it would not take much probably, to convince her to leave. She was aware everything might just get worse, including her state of mind, if Shinigami got more energy. But Jumi was going to mostly keep her thoughts and words to herself, was also not going to try to urge Mitsuko to do anything. Let her decide how to react to what Shinigami did or would later do.

Shinigami could just care about Mitsuko, as far as Jumi was concerned. As long as the creature did not try to steal her. Jumi would have other partners, she would feel jealous if Mitsuko did. Even if it was one who had hurt her. Whatever Shinigami felt about what Jumi did, she knew Jumi’s history, must have understood it would hurt, though maybe she could not be blamed for not knowing just how much it would hurt. She had no words for Shinigami. Though she kind of wanted to slap, like Mitsuko had. But it would probably go worse for her. There was still an uncertainty between Mitsuko and Shinigami, while Jumi and Shinigami both had bitterness towards each other, at least for now. Would that be fixed? No one could probably say with certainty right now. She was also not likely to be the one to speak first with Mitsuko, but most likely would reply to anything she said.

For now, Jumi just watched, She had made the decision to stay. But she did not approach Shinigami. Happy she was too weak to do anything. Would Mitsuko’s treatment help in any way? She was skeptical, but just maybe this would be the one thing that might knock some sense into the demon. Just maybe she could be grateful about something. She stepped back, leaned against the wall, quietly watched and listened for now. Willing at least at least in the moment to see what would happen.

Jumi hesitated. In thought. She appreciated Mitsuko’s concern. But talk about the original plan. The whole reason all this started in the first place. While Jumi no longer had a concern about Shinigami stealing her, or Mitsuko spending some time with her, Mitsuko spending the whole time with her did not feel right. Sleeping and eating the days away was very tempting, but… “No. I’m staying with you.” She said softly. Trauma of the event, combined with her past, still weighed on Jumi, she could not just shake it off so easily. But, Mitsuko was her girlfriend now, and she had chosen this path for a reason. She had not forgiven what Shinigami said, did not know what to expect from her. But she was not leaving Mitsuko alone with her for days.

“Ohhh, you don’t know what we are known for. Our name is quite infamous among humans, I’ve realized. I just showed you what we are most known for.” Canata playfully answered, a little legitimate surprise. Sex. We live for it.” She put it bluntly. “Both us a male cousins, the incubi. Of course we focus on men, but a good woman is quite enjoyable too.” She softly, possessively ran her hand across Emiri as she said this. The woman would belong to Zorn, mind, body and soul, forever, by the time they were done. But that did not mean the two of them could not form a bond too. ”Dreams. We usually visit dreams. I promised you I would protect you from nightmares. You will never have one again, as long you don’t reject me. I can explore too. Let you relive your fondest memories, experience your deepest fantasies. Tell me them, your most secret desires. We will explore them together.” Maybe Emiri needed to trust her more. But this was the biggest thing she could offer, beyond her friendship. A mastery of dreams, to explore her mind. “Maybe we can dig deep, learn things you do not even know you want yet.” She decided to say more about her past. “I’m sure you know better than to ask a woman her age. But I have had many partners over my life. Most of them it is just a little fun then leave. I am offering you something deeper. In return for the pain you will go through. The corruption I admit we want you to completely embrace. To fight for us, by choice, out of eagerness.” Temptation, reward, to give up on her old self. Be both tortured and seduced into a new version of herself. Canata would not lie to Emiri, but she offered to potential ease her through it, almost reward her.

At least Shinigami had not said or done anything yet. Jumi was still not looking towards her though, was not sure if the creature saw or acknowledged her presence. Her mood was at least a little better as long as that was the case. She let Mitsuko approach. Take as much food as she wanted, though she only softly grunted in uncertainty at the question. It was a very difficult one to answer in the moment, though the fact she was up here at all partially answered the question, when she just wanted to eat and sleep the days away.

Jumi paused at the door. She really wished Shinigami had been either asleep or unconscious. She was going to have to deal with it one way or another after all. But with that tone…maybe she would fall asleep soon…if her presence did not change anything. Reluctantly, she did her best to open the door, with hands full of food. She took a few steps in, but looked down at the food, rather than looking over. “We brought food, Mitsuko.” She said softly. In a fairly flat tone, not especially happy or sad. Waiting for a hopefully happy reaction from Mitsuko, trying not to think about how the creature might react.

Yay colors! Profile posted, as well as an intro that may lead to their meeting on Emi's return.

Alexandrine was having trouble sensing Emi's presence in the crowd. She hoped she could find her, hoped she was not doing something difficult to disturb her from. Rin had also not been pinpointed yet. Most people, made space for her, but one made a point of not moving, getting in her way, forced Alexandrine to bump into her. It shocked her for a moment. She was about to force her way to the side, when she recognized the face in front of her. An occasional ally. And something potentially much more significant in the moment. The woman talked first. Formal, stiff, but with a hint of warmth. "Congratulations, Diamond Sorceress. I am proud, you finally overcame your grief over that day. Found a new team...speaking of which...we need to talk, I'm sure you know about what." The Emerald Inferno. Member of a team she had sometimes allied with. Now with a connection to her new one. Alexandrine's eyes narrowed. "Inferno. Thank you, but I need to find my new team." She leaned forward, whispered to her. "Zorn lives." The other woman took a step back. "...But, you killed him..." Alexandrine walked past her but made a point to shift to a less crowded portion of the building. Where they could talk more openly. "I've learned otherwise." Was all she said to that. "I need to find him, make sure he does not escape again. But the others need to know." "The bunny girl, she looks...." Miya began, but was immediately interrupted. "Emi Ueno." Alexandrine answered the question with just the name. Another shock to Miya. "M...Miriko..." "Her daughter. I'm sorry, I only know what she has told me...Miriko is dead." Miya stopped at hearing that, the shock flooring her. But Alexandrine continued. "She is Zorn's daughter." All the pieces finally clicked for Miya. What happened that day, why Miriko disappeared. She was too ashamed to tell them? A tear ran down her eye, which she quickly wiped off. "Let's split up. We need to find her. I can only imagine her life up until now. I have to apologize to her, not knowing." Miya broke off without a word, to try looking for her. Apologize for not knowing. What happened to her mother. Could not leave this unaddressed.

Name: Miya Fujiwara Race: Human (Magical Girl) Alias (primarily for Magical Girls/Knights): The Emerald Inferno Gender: Female Age: 33 Hair: Long brown, in a ponytail. Eyes: Green Short Bio: A veteran, teammate of Miriko Ueno, Emi's mother. The fate of Miriko has long been a mystery to team. They never knew that one day, when alone Miriko had been ambushed and raped by Zorn, left with a child. They knew something happened that day, but she did not want to talk about it and eventually disappeared, only leaving them a message she had something personal to take care of. They searched for her, but have had no luck. After so many years, fears have gnawed at them, but they remain hopeful they can find her. They continue to show up at events like the conventions, hoping to either see her, or find someone that has some idea of what happened to her. Miya is a serious woman, reaching the age of considering retirement. She arrived as the sole representative of her team. Keeping quiet during the introductions. But, while she takes part in all of the fun, she has the teams usual mission. But now there are new question. The Emerald Sorceress has a new team. Including a girl who has an eerie resemblance to an old friend. Perhaps an old mystery can finally be resolved. Perhaps one more battle awaits the veteran soldier. Orientation: Bi

Now the one question, if I do make her. Possible for both the plot, and her introduction, I don't think the first name of Emi's mom was ever given.