<div class="floatright">(http://img254.imageshack.us/img254/6193/headphoneswhiteblueeyes.jpg)</div>It didn't even occur to Miyuki to check for an illusion.  This was an obvious meet and greet, after all, and she couldn't think of any reason that someone would hide themselves or create fake people, unless that person was beneath her notice to begin with.  It would be way too much like that pervert who pretended to be one of the kids in her school and was chatting her up, but then, that man had ended up in jail where he belonged.<br/><br/>Her body quivered and ached with expectation, unable to hide a grin and grinding herself a bit against the demoness before pulling away.  "I've got quite a few," she said.  "For one, I can change my gender, whether male, female, futanari," she winked, "or just a combat form for when bad things go down.  For another, I can do this."<br/><br/>Taking a step, she blew a kiss at the girl, making a pair of lips surrounded by fluttering hearts that shot straight towards the illusory girl.