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Eh- ?

[Look, she knew they'd... done things, but- ! Was he implying...]

S- S- Sensei, you didn't let him...

[Even though she'd... basically seduced him in her chromferatu state, she still struggles to articulate it, going with-]

E- Enter, did you... ?

[He'd break? Gasp... Now she'd break?]

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Wh - no, but-

[He said that before realizing he'd have to explain himself!!]

I, um, blew him, so...

Oh, phew...

[Wait, was that a weird reaction? She pauses, one hand halfway to her forehead to literally wipe away a bit of fluster sweat before she realizes that might seem odd.]

I mean- Just! Gonta and Mikuni are my responsibility here, I can't let them hurt anyone...

[Even in sex attempts gone wrong!!! What kind of foreman would she be if she let her two workers get into trouble under her nose? But more unfortunately...]

I'll... I'll just pray that this Iris isn't a bad one...

[So that she won't... be completely unsatisfied herself. As cute as she found Gonta's face to be when she was pleasing him.]

They wouldn't do anything like that. I-I had a good time, so.

[He's sure Gonta would find a way to return the favor somehow!!]

[She'll just. Put that hand on her face instead of swiping across her forehead, growing redder.]

S- Sensei is really kind, and Mikuni is really kind, so of course... it was a good time...

[Which... wasn't to say Gonta wasn't kind! He was! But... with as much as he tended to dislike humans for what they'd done to him and his family... would he even want to be with her like this? The worries are starting to get to her...

But ironically, now that she's not overly focusing on how to walk...

She's walking a bit better?]

Well, you're one of the kindest people I know, and Gonta is very kind too. So it'll be fine even if it lasts that long, which it probably won't.

[Gonta loves Konoha, he'd probably want to be with her if she was a tentacle monster.]

Sensei is flattering me...

[Even if she did pride herself on being kind, just like her mother taught her, she can't exactly claim to be it herself! So she starts counting days... if Cordis is almost over now, then...]

But- You're probably right! I bet it won't even be a whole day of human legs and the soft, cold feet!

Exactly. Everything will be okay, don't worry. Oh, but if the floor is cold, then-

[how do you feel about being scooped up in a princess carry, Konoha

bc that's happening now]

[The second he moves to lift her Konoha instinctively starts to protest,]

I’m too heavy- !

[Except... right, she isn’t at the moment? And her legs are slung over Atsushi’s arm and she’s clinging to his shoulder and absolutely dumbstruck, red-cheeked and confused.]

A... h... I’m not... ?

You're plenty light. Probably lighter than my fiance, and I carry him all the time.

[Ranpo's favorite mode of transport: Atsushi express.]

[There’s no reason to blush over being called “light”... but for some reason Konoha buries her face in a hand as her cheeks glow a ruddy pink, squirming a little bit.]

L- light like a lady?

[She might... have developed a small complex about her size compared to humans growing up the only jinba around. It’s not like she still wanted that, she’s perfectly happy as herself, but there’d been a time when she worried that because of how large she was, how heavy, she’d never find a husband...

So. Being handled like a petite lady is one of her favorite things to spoil herself with. Usually only two people in Lunatia can actually do that, though... now look???]

Of course. You're always a lady, Konoha.

[Whether or not he can pick her up doesn't change that.]

[This is the very peculiar sound of a centaur-turned-human releasing a weird mix of a relieved sigh and a pleased sound and a little squeak all at once, toes curling in some weird happy reaction she doesn’t quite understand.]

S- Sensei must make a really good, romantic husband...

[A husband twice??? Two lucky people...]

You're too kind. I do my best.

[Ranpo would agree, though. He says the sweetest things completely sincerely.]

[He does... which, she belatedly remembers, she has personal experience with now... eight million myriad of gods...

She’ll just. Peek at him through her fingers.]

If Sensei can carry me... can we go outside... ?

Of course.

[Out they go! Get you some fresh air, Konoha.]

[She always feels a bit more energetic outside, she can't help it... and she starts kicking her feet a little bit, even though she's still holding tight to Atsushi.]

At least it's a nice day to fall on your face... and butt...

That might be true, but I'd rather you didn't fall at all, at least while I can prevent it.

[He'll take care of her!]

W- Well, me too...

[But she still shyly points out towards the thicker grass of the side yard, flexing her toes curiously.]

But can we still practice over there where it's softer, just in case?

[wow don't you trust him!!]

Alright, just in case.

[She's getting carried over to the thicker grass.]

[No she trusts him literally so much? Look, she's letting him carry her! Even after they did all sorts of lewd things???]

D- Don't put me down too fast, please- !

[She wants to try getting her feet under her! Her toes feel so weird... Look at how they wriggle? all separate like that?]

Alright, slowly.

[Painstakingly, he starts to lower her down onto the grass, not letting go until it seems like she's stable on her feet.]

[Slowly helps her get her feet under her a bit more properly, feeling more steady about it... but she still grips tight to Atsushi’s forearms as she looks down at them, experimentally wriggling her toes as she exclaims,]

I can feel all the different grass blades... !

[Which, it’s not like she hasn’t known that, she’s felt them with her hand and skin before, just definitely not with feet.]

They're a lot more sensitive than hooves, I'd imagine.

[He's never had hooves so he can't be sure, but he guesses that the difference is stark.]

[Konoha will assure him... it's very. Very stark. Not that this isn't obvious by all the strange expressions on her face as she tentatively takes some more steps, hanging onto his hands tightly just in case. Heel, ball, toe...]

I can't really feel anything with hooves... I mean, not unless something sharp pokes the middle part... and even then it's not anything like this...

[The entire sole was so soft???? And ticklish? She's holding back a laugh.]

It's more like... you feel the pressure of stepping? But not... the stepping...

[Did that make sense???]

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