Monday, 19 July 2021

Story: It's Fate

 

 
So, whatever Misa was discussing with that fancy computer was officially none of her business. That was what Namiyo had decided. She would not interfere, not probe, not poke, not try to determine at all what she wanted to ask for. That was her business and hers alone. Not hers. Nope, if Misa wanted her to know then she wouldn't have asked for her to leave, and that was that.

Knowing that rationally didn't do anything about the fact that she still really wanted to know, but probably nothgn in the universe could cure that. Except knowing.

Bah! Anyway, this gave her time to think about something else. Anything else would be good really. Let's see, in this case... Let's think about the next instruction she'd been given by Fate. Apparently she was going to be asked a question in about ten seconds, and she should honestly and fully answer it, no matter what.

Cue Misa walking out and immediately asking a truly bizarre question: "So, hypothetically, if you weren't dating me, who would be your top five picks for girlfriend?"

Now, anyone with an ounce of common sense would see a great, tremendous danger in such a question. Do not ever pose this to your significant other. Do everything you can to avoid answering it if you are posed it. Even if you have to vanish for a year. Fake your own death. Do anything to stay away. Do not answer it, even on pain of death, for the pain you would experience would be greater than anything death could hold over you.

However, Namiyo felt compelled to answer. Fully and honestly. Not because she, you know, actually wanted a harem of hot babes or anything, she was just testing that this computer could actually alter fate. Yeah, that's it. Nothing at all dirty about this, she was engaged in purely scientific research.

"Uh, Marie Antoinette had a good head on her sh-"

"Limited to people that we know."

Drat. Hrm. Now that was a good question. Who would work as a girlfriend if not Misa? The intention here was fairly obvious, of course. Get her to think about other girls she'd like to date. Tap, tap, tap. Who would it be, who would it be...?

"We~ell... Probably some of the local swimming girls, I guess?" Namiyo admitted, albeit reluctantly. Let's see, top five picks? Aside from Misa? Oof. Tough .From their own team, Michiko was kind of cute. Same with Seiko or Sae... but just saying those three felt a little too easy somehow. Go further afield at first. "The Santo siblings," Namiyo nodded after a moment. "Yeah, they're both a bit quirky, but they're also both really cute. I guess."

"Ooh, not bad," Misa said with a twinkle in her eye. "So what would you do if you had them both?"

This was where Namiyo reverted to type: She immediately conjured up a dirty mental image of the Santos, Ai frantically dodging glass at every turn while Cho used her measuring tape to tie Namiyo up, and then the two of them using this opportunity to... to use Namiyo's prone body while she made pretty unconvincing efforts to get them to stop.

"No. Don't. Please. I beg you. Don't touch there. Don't touch there more, don't kiss there. Stop. Stop. Stop."

Imagine that in the flattest tone you can imagine, punctuated by occasional gasps of pleasure and you've got the right idea. Meanwhile, Ai and Cho were eagerly teasing her body, using rulers to playfully spank her, then kissing whatever area they hit better. Completely at their mercy, unable to do anything but let them do whatever they wanted, slaking their lusts upon her as if she was little more than a -

"So that's two," Misa said. "Who else?"

Ah! Back to reality, probably not healthy to have erotic daydreams while your girlfriend is right there! Let's see, let's see... Who else would she want as a girlfriend?

"I guess Public School No. 6 has some pretty girls in their team too..." Namiyo mused. "They always struck me as being mostly psycho. Saito and Yumi?"

So yeah, she could see it. Catching Yumi Abe and their best swimmer Saito Komon in their own locker room, tying them up with their own swimsuits and giving them the same treatment that the Santos were giving her in that other fantasy. Hell, bring those two along as well while she was at it. Put those haughty stuck up bitches in their place.

"No! Don't! Please, I beg you! D-Don't touch there! I said don't! Don't kiss that either. Stop! Stop! I said stop!"

That time it was a bit more anxious and a lot more slutty, you can almost hear the old mind break as she cums when she doesn't' want to, and cums so hard that she's reduced to your pretty little plaything. Yeah... Doing that to someone like Saito would be immensely satisfying.

"And your fifth...?"

Nothing wrong with finishing off a little closer to home. "Sae?" she offered. Yeah, probably Sae. Her spy gadgets could probably be put to all kinds of good use.

"So, Sae, Yumi,  Saito, Ai and Cho. Got it! That's perfect, I love it." Misa seemed really happy with that for some reason, and scooted over to give Namiyo a quick little smooch on the lips. "I don't know why asking that was my first instruction, but apparently it was."

"Uh... What did you ask for?" Namiyo asked.

"How to be the best girlfriend in history," Misa said.

And you know, given that her actual question was 'how do I give Namiyo a harem?' That's not even really technically a lie. Now with the two of them following their instructions, she was sure to have one in no time at all.

And hey, if following those instructions also guaranteed that Koemi would win the swim meet? Well, that was all the better.



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So, Eito no longer had the shadow of instructions to worry about. He'd carried out every last one except the very last. Which involved kissing Koemi at a certain time, right at the start of the swim meet. Apparently he didn't have to really do anything else out of the ordinary until then.

Unfortunately neither Chisa or Koemi had gotten the memo, as he found himself pinned in between them at lunchtime. Neither one of them apparently willing to let him get up to anything weird today. Not giving him the option. Not giving him the slightest opportunity.

Even more unfortunately this was having a bit of an odd side effect that neither of them likely intended. Namely: He was now much more aware of them than usual. As girls. Not just as friends. As a member of the opposite sex.

"You're really gulping down that orange juice today," Chise noted, quirking her eyebrow while studying him carefully, while he very studiously tried to ignore how cute she was. In a weird mad scientist sort of way. "Something on your mind?" She then leaned in a little peering at him suspiciously, nad he wanted to scream to the heavens 'no, I'm definitely not thinking about your boobs!' but luckily his survival instinct had better sense than him. Ah! Look elsewhere!

"Signs of a guilty conscience," Koemi sang, cutely signing the words 'guilty conscience' in sign language. Oh, how adorable, that weird sense of humour of hers truly was! She kicked out her legs in joy, and Eito tried very, very hard to not stare at them, but she was not making it easy, not even a little bit. "Maybe if you tell us what's on your mind, you won't have this burden on you anymore."

An image of himself leaning in to kiss Koemi leaped into his mind. He could feel himself turning scarlet - but he shook his head anyway.

"Fine, fine, have it your way!" Chise shrugged. "But you've been getting a bit too pally with other girls, so we're not letting you get anywhere near them until you fess up. Understood?"

"Really now? Chise, the great scientist, is conducting her research into male behaviour in such a haphazard manner?"

That voice...? He'd heard that voice before, hadn't he? Oh. Oh yeah, it was that girl with the cat allergies. And behind her were... Wait, why did they look so familiar?

"What do you want, Saito?" Chise asked, as if already knowing she'd be bored with the answer. Or annoyed. "Or are you finally taking me up on my sarcastic offer to have you treated as a lab rat?"

Daito's face turned scarlet, but she stood her ground. Which was either stupid, foolish or both.

"I don't have business with you right now, Watanabe! I have deigned to approach Miss Hara so we may discuss the upcoming swim meet. Come along Hara, we have much discussion ahead of us."

Koemi didn't seem too thrilled with that. In fact, she was sort of trembling in her boots. Nonetheless, she seemed reluctant to ignore this summons. For some reason Saito threw Eito a death glare right as they left, but that was the end of it. Leaving him alone with Chise, who was still sitting very very close and - ah, her breast was touching his arm! Guh, that's not fair! Not fair at all!

"I don't like that," Chise muttered darkly under her breath. "I don't like that at all. Since when did that clique give a damn about anything but glory to Saito Komon?"

"Er...?" Eito offered.

"They're up to something. Don't you think so?" Chise asked.

"Um?" Eito suggested.

"Yeah, you're right, definitely up to something. We need to check on them, make sure they;re not bullying poor Koemi. Knowing her, she'd make light of it. Tell us there's nothing wrong... But..."

Suddenly Eito found himself being hauled away by Chise, who was holding his hand and sternly marching off. Ah. Ah! This wasn't quite how he imagined his lunch going! Was this how his next few days were going to be?! This was the last thing Eito wanted or needed at a time like this!

  1. The Golden Salmon pressure Koemi into giving information about Eito.
  2. Namiyo and Misa follow their next instruction, and set off a trap that's bound to get a new harem member.
  3. Eito and Chise are waylaid by another member of the Golden Salmon, who is keeping them occupied.
  4. Let's look in on another character that's not appeared in a while. Like Koken or Yumiko
  5. Character index
  6. Something else


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