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Didn’t get a chance today, but hopefully will get a reply in in the morning.

It was true, the book itself did not speak to her earlier, but the same voice or at least it seemed to be. Jumi had thought there was a good chance it had the same source. Unfortunately she did not get an answer from the book itself. Still did not know if it would speak to her directly. Though maybe it would have given the same answers as Shinigami. “Something spoke to me, in a voice like that, at least.” She clarified for Mitsuko and maybe confirmed Shinigami’s suspicions of the actual voice source. It would not have been too surprising if that was the source, with all the undead around back there. There was one interesting thing in what Shinigami said, if it meant what it sounded like. “She needed them to bring you to life, or back to life?” Had Shinigami gone through it all a few times? If so, all with ‘Death’, or at least once before it. “She seemed quite interested in me, my soul, or whatever. Hopefully the destruction of those and the house keeps her out of my head.” She did not look forward to a repeat of the dream, hopefully that was out of the power of the woman, whoever she was, now.

Was something happening? They seemed to be getting a little more excited, but were they going to do it there, or try to sneak away? It made the question of whether or not to undress more all the more difficult. Of course there was nothing wrong with moving around half naked, or completely naked. But carrying her clothes around would be a pain and she could not be certain no one would steal some or all of it, if she just left it there. What to do? What to do? If they moved, Ryoko could only hope they stayed in sight. Being invited to join in would be great sure, but that was likely too much to expect. She could only hope one or both were willing to give her the show she hoped for. Caution was good. But too much was not. Take it a step further, encourage hem to follow the lead, ideally. Off came the top her upper body exposed, beyond what hands occasionally covered. It was daring, but also made it a little more likely she would stay put if they moved. At least if they stayed in sight. She now had to make a choice about dragging clothes around, or getting them back on, if she wanted to move. Hopefully it was a nice view too. Though it seemed unlikely either of them would be looking at her much for a while.

Shinigami had heard the sound before too then. But did she have any better idea of the source than Jumi did? Was the book more connected to her or Shinigami? Things were only becoming less certain, though maybe the source of the sound was in fact ally? Or at least not an enemy? Maybe that was a little comforting, but could they use it to get any answers or useful information. Maybe she could figure something out about that dream. ”Maybe it only speaks to you, or answers that language, but if it spoke to me before…”. It was worth a test at least, no big deal, if it only loved Shinigami after all, but it was worth checking if something more was going on, or maybe if what happened before was just a coincidence or her being close to Shinigami at the time. “What is your connection to that voice, and why did it soak to me that night?” Would it answer her? If it did, or reacted to a follow up question from Shinigami, what answer would she get?

They might have learned something worth learning, though it did not help with the immediate issue. Jumi was still left wondering who thought they should know this and why. It seemed strange for ‘Death’ to want to tell them. But it was hard to guess who else it could be. Probably not worth over worrying about though. “May be better not to think about where the book came from?” Was it really something the temple staff found on their own? It would have to have been newer than most of the books. But the alternative was someone else managed to sneak it in, avoiding the power that kept the doors sealed. She looked back towards the shelves. “Still plenty more to check, if we want to try to find something else.” They had barely looked before being pointed towards that book, it was possible there was more. “Or we can wait and see if someone wants to tell us more.” Maybe not likely, but Jumi would nit have been surprised if the book randomly turned to a new page.

My war with heat is almost over. Air conditioner was finally replaced today, but it will still be middle of the night/early morning before it completely cools down again. Several of the characters have moved to the main bar, still have a few in the lounge. Dai decided to keep giving Maray company over following wherever Ryoko’s drunkenness goes. Also had a new character show up there, but not with the other two.

Jumi did not say anything about what happened with the relics and Lenneth, that Shinigami had left as part of their earlier fight. It probably wasn’t good to dwell on that, what happened happened and could not be undone. She just tried to process everything. Figure out what was going on. “Maybe she intended to use them to make you into one, or at least something she saw as one.” Something else at the moment, that the other intended to shape into something like a goddess? The relics used to gradually increase her power? It was one possibility at least. ”Though hat would seem very dangerous if the idea of her being a twisted Magical Girl was true. Trying to control a goddess would not be easy if her power did not compare to one.” Was the beast part of that? Or maybe manipulation of some sort? Things appeared to have changed now, but if the convention meeting had not occurred, how loyal would Shinigami have been to her ‘mother’, and would it have grown stronger?

They were getting back to what Jumi was thinking in the beginning of all of this, at the convention and the beginning of their time at the manor. She had treated Shinigami as at least something very powerful, if not a goddess. It was Shinigami herself that mostly talked her out of such thoughts. It was too soon to jump to any conclusions, though the book at least seemed to suggest the possibility. If that was the case though, there was something strange about all this. “It does seem to be implying something like that, but shouldn’t be stronger now if that was the case? I might not be an expert on such things, but it does not seem like destruction of those relics should have made a goddess weaker.” Maybe there was more to this they did not know yet. But to her she could have seen how relics could have been used to control or limit Shinigami’s power. But if she really was a goddess or something like that, it was a little strange they were so important to her power.

Oh it was picking up now? Don’t get closer though. She was content to watch. She had mostly just wanted to watch, see how Evi reacted to the first time, at least the first time in a place like this. As long as they did not try to sneak off, no reason to change her plans. Let them have their fun. But should she try to do more? A delicate balance, not try to scare them off, hopefully excite them, encourage them to do more. Give them a little bonus show if they wanted it. But she would have to figure out what to do if she got more excited. She was getting a little turned on now, watching them, imagining what they might do. But it was a small arousal right now. Her fingers teased, but she did not need to touch herself yet. That might come later. Would one or both of them be excited to have someone pleasure herself to their fun? She would wait to consider that. Those two were still just warming up, so was she. A little longer. More clothes would not come off until she was more certain they were staying put. Evi was more mysterious, Ryoko had not figured out much about her yet. But Dalton? He had taken Evi off to try to get some privacy, but this was apparently not his first time here. He had wanted to escape the bar talk. But if another woman was excited about what he was up to, would he be more likely to stay, to let her watch? Risky to try to find out. Might backfire. Even heavily drunk, she considered such things. Of course what Evi thought about it would factor in as well. Her eyes lingered on them a little more, as she considered making the dance more about trying to excite them. But still not overly staring. A delicate moment, she had to watch a little longer, before considering any big adjustments to her current plan. It was all about not provoking them to run somewhere she could not follow.

Yay, new character. Will see about getting a reply here and a few other places before I go to bed. The lack of air conditioning is making the usual war with sleep more difficult.

The heat is indeed. And the air conditioner here decided to break just before it came in. Looks like at least a few more days before it can get fixed too.

That was new. Jumi had never actually seen a book open like that on its own or go to a specific page. Felt even less like a coincidence, the hand of someone else at work. Though whose hand was still not completely certain. She watched it play out, a degree of similarity to the dream, but more. “These things are never written as clearly as they should be.” Whether it just old fashioned, trying to sound fancy, or intentionally mysterious. Maybe she could guess what some of it meant. But she was hesitant, did not answer Shinigami’s playful threat, see if Mitsuko gave any thoughts there. There was something else on her mind. “ I’m still trying to figure out if this is ‘Death’s game. Or if someone else is trying to tell me or us something else.” Back to the whispering in the dream and now this. Was all of that the work of that woman, or was something else going on? She was not sure if that would be better or worse.

“I heard something like this in the dream…I think…not sure if it is exactly the same. That word, it was in the strange room too.” Was that woman, Death, or whatever, involved in this? Trying to show she still had some interest in claiming her or whatever? Jumi did not know. But it seemed more like this was her issue to deal with, she was not going to make Mitsuko deal with it. “I don’t rule out coincidences, but this does not feel like one. If it is connected, I should be the one to do it.” Umi had moved closer, as Jumi spoke. Neither of them were quite certain what to expect when the book was touched. Ideally the sound outs just go away and they would be given a chance to read. But Jumi prepared herself for any surprises as she reached over and touched the book, and if nothing unexpected happened, would pull it out.

“It’s so much more fun when they have a little spirit left…makes the noises you will soon be making more satisfying.” It was often the case in demon mating, though more complicated there, but the conquest aspect, made it much more appealing with a human. She hated him so much, but he was convinced she was going to enjoy it, and hate herself for it. But in time maybe the General would teach her to embrace it? Would she be kept as a toy, or be one of those few twisted into having loyalty to demons? It would be fun to see. This might not be his only time with her. ”But how much can you fight, I wonder?” He stepped closer, leaned over her, still considering how to take her. All the options were appealing. It would partially depend on how easy it was to move her, how she reacted the first time, He could probably go two or three rounds quickly. How would she react to the second or third? She would fall quickly of course, she would still at least mostly be herself by the night end. But she would not be the first Magical Girl to do so, if she got lost in the passion while they mated. Not all of them did, but a number did. Which would this one be. His hand slid down her body, groped a breast, before sliding down her side, to her hips. There was not going to be proper foreplay, but the human had a very appealing figure, that he could enjoy fir a moment, testing her reactions, before he tried to get her in an ideal position.

Not watched, not quite yet. Had they figured it yet though? That was something to consider. Ryoko was giving them their space, unable to hear anything they said, unless they spoke up loud enough for her to intentionally hear, or start making noises on the louder side. And had not opened her eyes just yet. But she was not being as subtle as she could have been. Borderline enough to be suspicious but not obvious maybe? It was always possible she could have wanted to claim the spot before the crowds came in. Hoped for a bigger audience. That might have been fun actually. But things were quiet so far. Unless Dai came up, it would be a private show for two. It had been a moment. She opened her eyes finally, but did not stare at the pair. She checked her surroundings, made sure the audience had not grown. Just the two of them, getting comfortable it seemed. But did they care about her presence? Suspicious of her? Ignoring her? Or was she helping them get in the mood? She still did not stare but watched a little for any reaction that might encourage her, and to see if they started getting frisky. So far nothing came off, but if they enjoyed the show, wanted to see a little more, maybe she would go topless?

“It is a very old library, sorted in our fashion, for good or bad. In truth, even I do not know every book in here.” Umi replied to the point on sorting, while trying to look in places she thought might be helpful. She paused as she felt…something. Something unwelcome? She was not certain, but she was troubled by any power that could sneak into such a place. She closed her eyes, concentrated, tried to figure it out. But without luck so far. She whispered prayers of exorcism, on the chance it was something demonic. Better not to take the chance. She would not be surprised if Hikaru noticed it and made his way over. Jumi twitched at the sound. Was this familiar? Was it the same? She was reminded of the whispering during the dream, but hoped it was not related. She noticed the glow. Wondered if she should move towards it. Would the noise get worse or go away? With some hesitation, she walked towards it. “…There might be something here….” She kept her eye on the book, in case the glowing faded, which seemed natural. She did not believe any of these books were supposed to have glowing titles. Though she was not thrilled about the implication.

Paranoia was new of the factors that pulled Ryoko into this of course, though it was less of a factor after getting drunk and shifting to her other motivation. Now the trick was just to avoid scaring them off. In the best case scenario, maybe motivate them to do what she wanted to see. At some point she had to open her eyes, but much like stripping, that was a judgement call. She would hate to miss much of it. She would be happy if she could just watch though, an invitation to join in was probably hoping for too much, and she would not risk getting closer without an invitation. But maybe it was time to slowly start showing more. She let her jacket fall. Her top was sleeveless, leaving portions skin exposed though her chest remained covered, for the moment. She was not especially busty, but she was not the sort to be bothered by that, she might show it off soon enough. The little zipper in front was already as high as it would go, but she pulled up on it a little, hinting it might be coming off. Eyes still closed, she just listened for any reactions, whether they tried to get away, have some fun with each other, or encourage her.

Jumi could only guess what they might find here. She did not know how wide the selection of materials was, bough it was not a general library. Demons, monsters, gods, Magical Girls/Knights things like that and she assumed history of Hikaru’s family/the temple, maybe a degree of the area in general. She walked to one of the shelves and began walking down it, looking it over. ”Take your time. Hopefully we can find something relatively quick, but it is a lot to check.” She was hopeful they could find something today, head home before things were over, but they did have the option of the guest rooms, if more time was needed. “Anything about ‘Death’, Lenneth, or just maybe helping Shinigami live among humans. Can’t read the whole library, but if you just seem something that looks interesting, could probably take a bit to read it too.” They were here for something important, but could probably relax a little, if necessary read a little of something else to break up the tediousness of checking,

I think this was this was the last thing you were considering, whether you wanted to stick to that or try something else. See if others have ideas, I might see if I can think of something, though my time to write over the weekend will be spotty with family visiting (and will be out a good chunk of tomorrow, related to that).

Ryoko did not really have experience doing this, and was a little clumsy with the drunkenness. But she was not completely awful at it either. The examples she drew from were rather skilled, at least some of them. Women who could have taught her when she was younger, if she was not trying to escape that life. What would they say, if they saw her now? What would mom think? Thoughts she did not want to overly dwell on. There was a different between being a slut and a whore. That’s what she thought. A subtle but important difference. She might count as the former, especially in a place like this. But she did not want to become the later. She did not open her eyes yet. Did not know how the other two were reacting to her little show. It was mostly an excuse to stay nearby. Work off some of her own energy. But if they actually enjoyed it, that was a bonus. She did not mind putting on a show for others, having eyes on her. How long should the clothes stay on though? She did not take anything off yet, but teased at it a little, and at what was underneath. Hands touching herself, chest and hips, as she swayed, teasing at stripping, but not doing it yet. Hopefully it was a nice sight for both, though she was not sure how much the woman would enjoy it.

Umi led the short way to the door, large, stone, covered in gems. It had no handle or knob. She put her hand on it, the gems glowed, and the door slid open as if it was light and easy to push. She stepped inside let the others follow, numerous shelves with many rows of books stood in front of them. Many sizes, most in elaborate covers, many showing their age. Some were one of a kind. It was a large enough collection to deserve to be called a library, far too much for a few people to read everything quickly. “Take a look, see if anything sticks that you might want to know. To help with the current problem, or anything else you might want to know. I will look as well.” Jumi was not completely surprised by Shinigami’s offer. Was happy she was considered cute. Of course she hoped to have another round of that experience, and honestly would be happy to let Mitsuko watch. This sort of thing got her worked up, but that would have to wait for later. For now she just followed into the library. “Not my first time in here, but it has been a while, and I’ve only looked a little in the past. No idea what we might be able to find. Look for any titles that stand out. They are reasonably well sorted.” There was no catalogue or guide though. Just labels on the shelves indicating various subjects.

“Do not be concerned, it is our purpose to help, though this is a little different from the help we usually try to give.” Umi answered, they were more used to dealing with demons, trying to stop people from contacting them. This was mostly similar only in that they were figuring out how to handle a non-human. Trying to help one be accepted by humans was something new, but she felt it was the sort of help they were best to give. “You have a noble spirit and goal, we hope to help you find a place for her. We might have offered an invitation to stay here, but one can live in the temple by joining it. Be part of the family, by birth, or marriage. That being the case, we will do what we can to try to help be accepted living somewhere else.” They were getting close to the sealed door now. She kept an eye open to see if Nall was in fact in the area. That was a rather positive reaction, all things considered, maybe they were getting past that bad period. Though Jumi figured they probably did still need to have a longer talk later. She had no idea where this was going to go, but she had committed to sticking with both Mitsuko and Shinigami. The relationship with Mitsuko was clear, though not one she had experience with. With Shinigami it was less clear. But that was something to talk about later, figure out exactly what they were to each other. She was more positive about it now. That question was complicated by the unexpected kiss, causing Jumi to stop. Umi kept walking, partially to give privacy, also that they were close and the remaining path down the halls was not confusing. The two could easily catch up without getting lost. Jumi let the moment go where it would. It was not the time or place to do much more than kiss. The kiss itself could be short or long. She returned it, while she had shown a more dominant side before that dream, for now, she let Shinigami take the lead, decide how long this would be, if she took the opportunity Umi gave, for a moment with just her.

Umi began leading them out of the small building back to the main one, a quick walk through the open air and back into the main building, leading the way down twisting halls towards their destination. She was still staying out of the mostly personal conversation, about whatever events brought the three together. She was not uncomfortable with it, but unless someone spoke to her, it seemed best to just let them all talk. Jumi had listened what Shinigami said, but they were getting into a tricky and heavy subject. Revisiting all the trouble they had back at the manor, her unexpected breakdown. It was true, they probably did need to talk more about it. But not in great length or detail at the moment. “You are right, we need to talk more. But let’s focus on the research for now, see if we can find a way to get you home without trouble. We can talk then. For now, well a lot happened, like you know, I originally came along for Mitsuko’s sake. But you proved you were not like the demons, and I don’t abandon someone who is not an enemy, especially since I was involved in the loss of your home.” There were complicated feelings, good and bad, to resolve. Later. It was not just for Mitsuko’s sake she was doing this. The whole dream and its results were partially responsible for the loss of the manor, though Shinigami’s rebelliousness might have eventually led to trouble with her mother. But this was also just the right thing to do, after seeing Shinigami was not an enemy or threat.

Exzel could not speak an answer, but her mouth was answering, for the guard. Zorn could see the pleasure on his face, he probably never had a mate as skilled as Exzel, and she appeared to be doing it because she wanted to, rather than obligation or manipulation. He could imagine she could rather easily use such skills for manipulation, if she chose. The guards had to focus to keep his footing. Still this was a reaction he could use for his little game. That ‘Alexandrine’ was giving in. He would ignore the actual source of the skill, for the moment. “Oh look at that….the Sorceress clearly has some experience…but have you ever done that for a human?” It was familiar, he had watched Emiri slowly give in. She hated it at fist, but it slowly shifted. Now he had to suspect she would find humans much less appealing than demons. “You are starting to want it after all? I’ll wait to hear your answer. He should not take long. But should give his companion a turn soon too. Mouth or otherwise.” The guard would clearly not last much longer. He might not either, but he wanted to see what ‘Alexandrine’ would say, when her mouth was free. He would indulge Exzel, if she was now in the mood to have several mates, he would let her. Let her choose if she kept up the illusion or not.

Ryoko was far enough she could not hear a lot of what was being said. That suited her mostly. Other than the concern over them being law enforcement and maybe looking for her, she was not too concerned with what they said. She respected people’s privacy in that sense. But no thoughts on whether or not she knew or had experience with the Julius Evi was investigating. She might have been a natural person to ask though, That said she was hoping to see something that was normally very private, but often not private in a place like this. She was not watching them either just yet, still deciding what to do. She said at the bar she was not much of a dancer, in addition to Marty’s opposition to this. But Mary was opposed to hiring her, this still was customers to use. The drunkenness was starting to have an effect on her, and there was not much of a crowd yet. She did not feel like going back to Dai yet, she was hoping for something newer tonight. Maray was potentially an option, but one that had to be paid for, and she had personal issues paying for sex, though it was not an impossibility. Mostly she was just listening for sounds of the two trying to get away, or it becoming more exciting. Should she dance though? She had her doubts it would be that appealing. But maybe one or both would appreciate it. She was not doing it out of desperation after all. It was a bit of an excuse to stick around them. Could it be fun? If she began to undress or completely undressed, it would maybe help, she had a body worth looking at at least, she had no insecurity about that. She stepped into the chamber. Took a deep breath. She turned so she was facing the pair, though her eyes were closed, as she concentrated, trying to reduce the clumsiness of being drunk, though she could only partially succeed. She tried to remember things she saw at home growing up, or watching videos, or other women here. All her clothes were for the the moment, but her body began swaying, getting into the spirit, she would try to give it her own touch, if she had the chance to keep it going without interruption, or them wandering off.