<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6sgbCVR.jpg)</div>Location: Fantazijon<br/>Tagged: Ai (mentioned), open<br/><br/>Yuzuriha Kon hummed a tune to herself as she waded through the lively streets of Kamurocho, a catchy little jingle from one of those store commercials that seemed to be constantly played on every channel recently, "~Fan-ta-zi-jon, ev-ry-sea-son, need-no-rea-son, you-and-me-son!~" she cooed, swapping out the name of the store with her destination for tonight. Moving through the crowd Yuzhira didn't particularly stand out, especially amongst all the flashy and lewdly dressed ladies flaunting their assets and even powers. If anything the simple and trendy clothes she wore were a rather conservative, allowing her to fade into the background and not stand out too much, which was useful in it's own way.<br/><br/>"nyahello!" she cooed as she stepped inside the cosplay cafe/hostess club hybrid that was Fantazijon. The greeter recognized the girl quickly, "one second miss, Kimura told me she wanted to see you" the girl said, referring to one of the employees, who had apparently asked to keep a look out for Yuzu specifically, though hadn't said why, "oh? I wonder why. I guess we did have fun last time I was here" she mused in mock innocence. A minute later a tall, busty woman (https://i.imgur.com/Q9vbg8F.jpg) in a Chinese style dress approached the girl, a strained expression on her flustered face. Without a word she took Yuzuriha by the hand and lead her off to the side hallway that lead to the bathrooms.<br/><br/>"eh? what's wrong Kimmy-chan? you seem a little flushed" she asked, earning a pleading look from the woman, 'y-you know what's wrong..." she murmured, lifting up the front of her dress to reveal not only her tiny black thong, but the glowing pink, elaborately heart shaped tattoo on her pelvis, right over her womb. The symbol would seem to "throb", subtly dimming and brightening like a pulse. Yuzu cocked her head curiously as she looked down at it, bending forward to inspect it more closely, curiously poking at the number "4" in the center of the mark, "oh my, isn't this number way lower than last time? That doesn't look good at all" she mused, still feigning innocence, "w-what's going on with this thing!? you said it would go away if I had enough sex. Me and my boyfriend have been doing it more and more everyday, but the number stopped going up after the first time" she stammered, "it's not getting better, it's getting worse! It's getting hard to even wear clothes without the fabric teasing my spots" she mewled, the silky material of her dress rubbing against her nipples and her thong digging into her pussy, causing her to pant and lips to drool naughty juices all over her thighs.<br/><br/>Yuzu smirked, poking her finger more firmly into the center of the tattoo, causing the woman to stiffen from head to toe and clamp her hands over her mouth in an attempt to muffle a sharp moan, her eyes half rolling back, "hmm, that does sound bad. maybe it's broken or something? have you tried sleeping with anyone else to test it?" she asked, her grin turning coy, "wh-what!? no I'd never do something like that! I love my boyfriend, I wouldn't cheat on him!" she vehemently denied, coaxing a giggle from the unassuming art student,  "well I mean it's not exactly cheating, given the circumstances. more like survival right? don't get me wrong it's really admirable that you love your boyfriend so much, but..." she cooed, standing up on her tippy toes to whisper in the girl's ear, her warm breath making the woman shudder as it brushed against her sensitive skin,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">"you probably don't want to see what happens when it reaches zero..." </span>she whispered, her coy little grin turning devilish as she turned and walked back into the cafe proper, giving the woman a little wave with her fingers, "Don't worry Kimmy-chan, I'm sure you can make it. I'm rooting for you" she cooed.<br/><br/>With that said she made her way back to the greeter, a bright, friendly smile on her face, "oh, were you not going to order Kimura-san tonight?" the girl asked,  "Oh no, she just had something she wanted to show me. Actually I made a reservation the last time I was here, for Ishihara-san..." she cooed, looking to play with the popular maid who she had recently found out actually went to her school. If that wasn't a fated encounter then what was?