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[X] Slip under the blanket, and rest on her lovely chest
Revelation! Decision! Solution! Nondelusion! Comeliness! Loveliness! Breasts!
The gods themselves sent down this opportunity for your earthly shell, for good deeds and noble way of living! This is a chance! A prospect which upon ignorance would make the spirit shatter, and end the world, an unavoidable fate, to which all the muscles in your body are unevitably drawn. But you encourage! For to lay down beside a being of such beauty -and breasts!- is a sweet fortune!
But let your rushing thoughts take heed as you kneel down on the soft matress! The attention, make it turn towards the consequences! Why would you relinquish the deed now, when you're so close? Because Renko would wish it? Is your free will to be excersised only when it accords to her whim? No, perhaps it's not her whim you move according to, but her whip, her merciless fist that restrains your manly spirit, but at the same time, it rewards this body with both alcohol and earthly pleasures. You have taken chances by abiding by this sudden impulse, but realization of the softness under the storm of golden hair pushes away all the doubt and wavering, for those breasts, you'll be burying your face in them!
Taking no notice of the hair that could get in the way, you rub your cheeks against the soft saliences, praise be to the Emperor on his Golden Throne, for creating such magnificience for you to feel! Your hands, sharing the opinion of your facial skin, quickly, but gently, pull the blanket over your entangled bodies. Warmth, both that coming from the fabric and Maribel's body, quickly puts you to sleep.
You dream about your shiny armor and criminal scum that needs punishing. A nightly wish that every man on the planet should feel proud to be having.
Awakening comes more abruptly than your internal clock would want to, as a hand runs through your hair, which, as you notice a bit startled, is not protected by a sturdy helmet. Suprised, but not shaken, you open your eyes, only to be faced with beauty that are the pieces of sticking out flesh that people usually call 'tits'. Astonished, but joyed, you look beside them, when a face -how suprising to see one there- is located, smiling at the return of your consciouness.
"What the hell is going on here?" But instead of a warm greeting and a kiss on the forehead (the upper one, mind you, not the one in your pants, though that'd be surely appreciated), a rather cold question, altough accompanied by a smile, reaches your half-awake mind. Wait just a second, citizen Maribel! Did you just swear in the presence of a Shrine Watch soldier? Stop right the-- "I don't mind you resting like this, but I'm not really the type to wake up in someone else's bed. Therefore, as you can see," she frowns theatrically "I am quite confused about this whole situation. Why are you here? Why am I here? Where is here?"
Ah, a storm of questions, and just as you woke up to such a nice sight, they urge your mind to work faster, better stronger, more than ever! Or just, more than it does when asleep. Ah, how much you would like to return the world of Watch and Scum, where every problem could be solved by a swing of a sword! Reality is cruel, though!
"Why are we here?" following a nostalgic impulse, you run your hand through Maribel's golden strands "Because our destinies run together, Mary, like two rivers that have met and can never be distinct again. At your every fatal turn, you will find me."
"Ah. I haven't heard you so poetic for a while." she seems suprised. Wasn't that answer satisfying? Or is she just taken aback by the choice of words? Whichever it was, while speaking like this indeed is an appropriate to do for a Watch soldier, like your captain (or mother) used to teach you to, an exact answer is probably what she expects. "Putting that aside," she grabs your wandering hand from her breasts, where it inevitably ended at, she pulls it off without a slightest trace of embarassment. If it was Renko, you probably wouldn't be able to hold a bottle for at least few days, unless it was her who decided to start the interaction.
Well then, wouldn't it be a good time to spill the beans, and enclose the situation's overlook to her mind?
"Well, you see..."
After telling her the whole story, honestly, just as a proper Watch soldier should do, you fall silent and just concentrate on restraining your hands from going where they shouldn't.
"So," Maribel finally speaks up "You decided to sleep with me, using my breasts as a pillow?"
"Pretty much, yes." you admit without remorse. Faith is your shield, faith in her maturity, that won't allow a childish reaction, like punching your sorry face, to take the lead. "I was so happy to see you, I couldn't concentrate on my duties."
"Woah. Duties? What duties?"
"I am--" You cut your own words in the last moment. Surely, you can't just reveal the fact that you are a honoured Shrine Watch member just yet! It has to remain concealed, just in case! Having connections to Yukari, this woman could prove to be a dangerous criminal in disguise, despite all the things that you've gone through together. Just like everyone else, she is a potential threat! Therefore, no one can know, no one can ever find out about your TRUE identity! Emperor would be proud of you, for being so concentrated on your endeavour that you don't tell your purpose even to your closest friends! Praise be, o' holiness, to you and your heavenly wisdom! "I was asked to... help people, if there's a need."
"... I see." She answers, but a hint of doubt appears in her eyes. By Emperor's chastity belt, did she find out! No, this cannot be! "Come to think of it--"
A slam. A loud noise that interrupts her line. Coming from a door that you came in through.
"There you are! How many times do I have to call--..."
The intuder falls silent as she sees the scene before her. What is it, Reimu, surpised to see a man embracing a woman in a bed in your shrine? Surely you are, making eyes like that.
Wait, isn't this bad? Aren't you supposed to be her employee?
"Reimu, did you--"
Another person enters the fray, this one being a familiar one. Renko, or rather her face, enters the view, even more suprised than Reimu, who simply stands rooted to the floor at the doorstep.
"Hm..." Maribel calmly says "Doesn't this seem a little bit familiar too?"
[ ] "Indeed it does. How nostalgic."
[ ] "Hakurei Shrine, a place of wonders, a place of magic!", then disappear from the crime scene
[ ] All hands on deck, brace for impact!
[ ] "Surely you jest, Maribel Han, for I have no idea what you are talking about."
[ ] "Greetings, my gracious host, what-ever could it be that you want from me? This humble soldier is at your service."
[ ] "More importantly, shouldn't we scold them for interrupting our lovely moment, my dear?"
[ ] "There are places for everyone, join us!"
[ ] Make use of your vast inventory
[ ] Steal a kiss from all of them simultanously, then escape. Such is the way of heart-weaver, the demon of Seven Pleasing Nights!