The True Endgame

Ever since Cassiel told Fenrir about Azalabulia’s apparent feelings for him and that all of his girlfriends are supposedly alright with Azalabulia joining their relationship, he has felt awkward around Azalabulia.

Why?

Because now he’s acutely aware of her actions and words.

How is he supposed to react to her now that he knows that she flirts with him? He had no problem flirting with Cassiel, Serra, and Nell back then, but now he’s forgotten what it’s like to flirt with somebody that he’s not in a relationship with. Furthermore, there is the fact that he already has three girlfriends. Aren’t people going to judge him if he’s flirting with somebody else? He doesn’t even have to take the initiative to flirt with her. Even just allowing her to flirt with him, now that he is aware of it, is enough to make him feel awkward.

Wouldn’t a good boyfriend reject her and tell her that her behavior isn’t appropriate? He did that with Aiko, so why can’t he do that again now?

It probably has something to do with him being more attracted to Azalabulia. While Aiko was cute and basically designed her avatar to be a perfect representation of his fetishes, Azalabulia is much more genuine. Aiko’s avatar was artificially attractive – she just looked forced. When it comes to Azalabulia, she looks more natural and that makes her more attractive.

Then there’s the issue of where she lives and how she might look in reality. He has no idea what she’s like in real life.

“Where – where did she want this?” Azalabulia asks Fenrir as she holds one of Tabitha’s strange, metal contraptions in her arms.

And this is exactly part of the problem.

Azalabulia could just be holding the object normally but, instead, she’s holding it close to her abdomen and pushing it slightly upward to make her breasts pop out more. She already has enough cleavage on display when she’s not purposely pushing them up to show them off.

“Over there,” Fenrir says, pointing away without looking in her direction.

“Also… thanks for – for, you know, earlier,” Azalabulia says and Fenrir looks back at her just in time to see her idly bounce a bit.

No. What if this is just how she is? Now he’s thinking that almost everything she does is to be sexually or romantically suggestive. She could just be naïve! After all, she’s afraid of water, a total dork, socially awkward, and—

And meanwhile, Azalabulia is hiding her predatory nature. She has read far too many online articles about dating to fail! Sure, he might have girlfriends already, but that just means he has to be a really amazing guy to have three girlfriends at his age! There’s also the fact that he’s handsome, doesn’t mind her roleplaying, and she finds him absolutely adorable whenever he gets flustered for any reason. Lately, she’s been trying to seduce him with her breasts and legs, but it’s only today that she has finally started to get results! Every time he blushes after she catches him looking at her chest makes her want to tease him even more.

Of course, she can’t let him see that side of her. She doesn’t believe he would like her anymore if he found out that she’s doing this on purpose! He’d probably think she’s just some old slut! That’s why she has to be super subtle so that he would never catch onto the fact that she’s doing anything on purpose.

“Does… does she realize how obvious she is?” Oleander whispers to Cassiel as Azalabulia leans slightly over, putting her breasts on an even more risqué display.

“Don’t worry about it,” Cassiel whispers back to him. “I think she’s still new to this.”

“It’s like watching one of those funny porn intros with really bad and cheesy acting.”

“I know.”

“Wait, you watch those?”

“Yeah, they’re hilarious. I’ve seen compilations of them online before.”

“You’re such a lemon stealing whore.”

Cassiel half-snorts half-laughs from the sudden reference.

Oleander asks, “Did you just snor—”

“Don’t worry about it,” Cassiel says with a glare.

Oleander pouts then changes the subject. “So, you’re really alright with that? You know you can just tell him and he’ll immediately stop and lose all interest in her, right?” he asks.

“I – I mean… yeah, it makes me a little bit jealous seeing somebody new-ish flirting with him, but I’m not really jealous when he’s the one flirting, I guess. It’s weird.”

“I guess because you’re already used to him flirting with the others?”

“Maybe. I don’t know. I guess… it’s also because I know I can trust him. I don’t know if I can trust new girls, like her.”

“Hmm. Yeah, I can understand that. But, if she’s going to maybe join your relationship square and turn it into a relationship pentagon, shouldn’t you all be flirting with her and getting closer to her instead of just Fenny?”

“Yeah, but… I – I don’t really know how,” Cassiel whispers even more quietly than before. “Fen always took the lead, and if it wasn’t him, it was Serra.”

“You’re so pure, Cass Cass.”

“I’m – I’m not pure,” she says with a pout.

“Didn’t you have boyfriends before Fenny? Did they all ask you out or something?”

“Basically… I had no idea how to flirt, and the only guys who would flirt with me and ask me out were the ones who didn’t care who my dad was.”

“What’s that about your dad?”

“He was the chief of police. Way too overprotective and he loved his job as much as he loved me. He lost his job because he abused his position to dig up information on one of the guys he found out I was dating, and then the guy’s parents freaked out and went to the news about it, and then… yeah, only total shitheads who didn’t care about my dad dared to date me, and they didn’t lack the confidence to take the lead.”

“You had a tough time growing up, didn’t you?” Oleander asks, patting her on her shoulder.

“Ugh, don’t make me think about it anymore. I could go on for years about how stupid he was – is.”

“We’ll change the topic! Uhh, what do Serra and Nell Nell think of Aza?”

“Serra is the one who brought up adding her to the relationship, and Nell is fine with it and was talking about how another girl means less love for her which is tragic and how wonderful that is, but said she seriously doesn’t mind as long as she treats all of us fairly. So, yeah, we do need to work on her ourselves, I guess.”

“Where are those two anyways?”

“Playing with the ferrets we bought earlier.”

Meanwhile, back in reality, Serra and Alice are still behind closed doors with ferrets scurrying about and playing on their own.

Serra, being the mischievous munchkin pervert that she is, is “playing” in her own way.

Alice has no escape from her since she’s on the floor, but she doesn’t want to escape in the first place.

Serra is holding Alice down by her arms as she places loving bites all over Alice’s neck.

Alice, wanting more of the pleasurable sensations, turns her head to the side so that Serra has easier access to it.

Serra takes advantage of this by taking an even larger and stronger hold of Alice’s neck than before, sucking and “chewing” on it until she feels Alice squirming beneath her. That’s how she can tell that she’s been biting her long enough to pull away and look down at her work. On the side of Alice’s neck is a large, bruised hickey now. Serra isn’t done yet, of course. Next are Alice’s breasts, and she’ll continue working lower and lower on Alice’s body until she’s had a taste of her every inch.

Damian and Lily are up to no good in one of the nearby tubes as well.

“Ugh,” Oleander says, “I totally need to visit soon! I want to play with all the cute smol babs.”

“They really are cute,” Cassiel agrees.

“Oi!” Tabitha shouts at them. “Ya gonna stand around forever talkin’ and whisperin’, or are you gonna actually come and help me? And you two!” Tabitha shouts even louder to get Azalabulia’s and Fenrir’s attention. “Everybody knows what you’re doin’! Put those tits away and get over here!”

Azalabulia jumps and blushes from being called out, and that surprised jump of hers has resulted in just a tiny bit of pink showing. While jumping wouldn’t normally cause this issue, it doesn’t help that she’s been purposely pushing her breasts up to show them off.

“Uh, you – you might,” Fenrir says, pointing at her chest. He hates how he feels like a flustered boy around her. Overthinking everything combined with the fact that she’s older than him is throwing him off balance.

Azalabulia looks down at her chest and sees what he’s talking about. Fortunately for Fenrir, she doesn’t slap him like a traditional girl in an anime would. Instead, she looks like she’s about to cry as she says, “Th-thank you, mortal! I – I…”

She runs off to Tabitha to do as she was told.