<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6sgbCVR.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Yuzuriha Kon</span><br/>Tagging: Emile, Saku, Yuzuriha, open<br/><br/>"Oh, sorry but Ai-san isn't in yet. Her shift doesn't start for about ten minutes or so" the manager said after looking up the girl's reservation, "Oh that's ok, I can wait. patience is a virtue after all" Yuzu said with an understanding nod. For the time being she turned her attention to the floor of the cafe where everyone else was enjoying their service. The place was already pretty busy, so it was hard to pick any one person out of the crowd in particular. That was, at least, until she felt a smooth voice whisper across her mind.<br/><br/><em>Over to the left...I believe there's a familiar face...</em>the voice cooed, belonging to the strange, almost alien spirit her powers had somehow conjured and bound to her will, the being she playfully referred to as Love Train. Yuzu's head perked up, and she followed the currently invisible phantom's directions to spot a dark haired young man (Emile). Her brows furrowed for a moment as she tried to remember where she had seen him, then something clicked. Digging through one of the deep pockets of her pastel pink sweater, she produced the slip of paper she had picked up after he bumped into her on the train, "get laid..." she mused, reading the crass doctor's note to herself and giggling, "what a coincidence, though this isn't the best place if you're just looking to cure that ailment" she whispered to herself, and to her demonic companion. After all that kind of promiscuous behavior was actually discouraged here at Fantajizon, which didn't stop someone with Yuzuriha's powers obviously, but still,<em>Perhaps, but this one is different. I can taste it all the way from here. There is something that slumbers within him. A power not too different from your own, or more specifically, my own...</em><br/><br/>This really got Yuzu's attention, as did the sudden shifting of the man's appearance. So he did have powers, not that she didn't trust Love Train's senses already. This was definitely interesting. She hadn't interacted with many people who had powers like her. It was actually something she had made an effort to avoid, just as a precaution until she was more confident in her own abilities. Still this one...she couldn't help but want to play with him, if only a little. She watched as the man was joined by a stunning woman,<em>careful, she's special too, her pheromones are particularly strong...I wouldn't advise a direct attack...</em>Love Train quickly alerted, giving the girl pause. It seemed like it might be a bit risky to try and do anything too direct. That meant some stealth was in order.<br/><br/>Slinking away from the front of the house Yuzu swiftly approached their table. First a distraction, "Oh, hello sir. Sorry to bother you both, but you forgot this earlier..." she said, leaning forward and placing the folded slip of paper onto the table and slowly sliding it over to Emile, a sly, knowing look spreading across her face, "I figured it was important. Doctor's orders right...?" she cooed, giving a small wink at an angle that Saku wouldn't see. At the same time Love Train (https://i.imgur.com/iLGH3YM.jpg) would materialize under the table they were sitting at, it's flexible body twisted in a way that it wouldn't bump against either Emile or Saku's legs despite the tight space. For a split second Emile would feel something poke his stomach, though Love Train vanished soon after, leaving no evidence behind to discover, "Sorry again for disturbing you, please enjoy yourselves" she said, stepping back and giving both Emile and Saku an apologetic bow.<br/><br/>With that the girl bade a hasty retreat, returning to the waiting area. At first the odd encounter would seem to pass without incident. However over the next few minutes an intricate tattoo (https://i.imgur.com/F3UlTfI.jpg) would slowly draw itself over his pelvis, right above where his womb would be in his female form. Over that time he would start to feel a dull heat slowly rising from his stomach and groin, spreading out across his entire body, and would grow increasingly aware of every sensation against his skin as his sense of touch became more acute and his nerves more sensitive. His arousal would also be amplified, and Saku would see his number start to rise even faster than before. When it was finished, well after Yuzuriha had wondered off to her own table, a tiny number 7 would materialize in the center of the tattoo, and Emile would hear the stylized sound of a lock latching in place echo in his ears, though would go unheard by everyone else.<br/><br/>With her stealthy ploy in place, Yuzu turned her attention back to the cafe, just in time to be seated and watch her maid for the night come out. It really was Ishihara, Yuzu almost in disbelief. Almost...it was hard to be truly surprised by things after learning you can summon a demon to curse people with eternal horniness, by comparison finding out that the honor student worked at a cosplay cafe wasn't that shocking at all. Yuzu giggled as the girl introduced herself so formally, fitting for a maid setting she supposed, "Oh come on Ai-chan, no need to be so formal. Why don't you call me something cute instead? Like Yuzu-chan. Or maybe Kon-kun..." she cooed, voice very soft and soothing, her tone friendly and casual. She very much came across like a soft spoken girl who was easy to get along with, not the kind of person who would wield demonic powers to torment people. Ishihara would probably have noticed that over the last week one of her coworker's, Kimura Ishin, had been displaying strange, strained behavior, as if something was constantly agitating and stimulating her. Unbeknownst to her this was the result of Yuzu's power affecting her, cursing her with ever increasing arousal and sensitivity, slowly driving her mad, "oosh...to be honest classes have been pretty rough lately..." she sighed, gently slumping back against the plush booth seat. She was hinting at her status as a student, but it was unlikely that Ishihara would recognize her as being from her same university. After all Yuzu was just an unremarkable freshman in the art department, she didn't stand out as one of the bright young popular kids like Ishihara did. This was a good thing actually, as it meant the girl was probably unaware that Yuzuriha had been watching Ai with increasing interest over the past few weeks, observing the girl from afar, whether it be when she was meeting with her friends or stealing glances across the hall, or even secretly tailing her across campus. She hadn't been able to come up with any good excuse to get close to her at school, which is why she was glad she found out about her job here. Now she could get as close to Ishihara as she wanted, "That's why I figured I'd come here to recharge. Plus I heard the drinks and parfaits here were really good. What do you recommend Ai-chan?"