𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼,
𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 . 〞
𐃈 [ adult mun. ]
Well, it doesn't matter. She just came over to drop a bag of various bottled pills. Yugamu can figure out by himself which one will help, she ain't his mother.
Glaring at her from his sick spot, not in the mood to be judged right now. Fucking bitch. He's dying here.
Yes, she's maintaining her moral high ground, even towards poor lil' sickly Yugamu.
Well, it doesn't matter. She just came over to drop a bag of various bottled pills. Yugamu can figure out by himself which one will help, she ain't his mother.
[ Leave it to Darumi to manage to baffle Hiruko. ]
[ Leave it to Darumi to manage to baffle Hiruko. ]
Yes, she's maintaining her moral high ground, even towards poor lil' sickly Yugamu.
Yes, she's maintaining her moral high ground, even towards poor lil' sickly Yugamu.
"Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to."
She's conspicuously keeping her eyes on the other, curious over which +
"This one's alright." Picking it up, eyes back on Hiruko. Uh, is he supposed to just..put that on right now?
"Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to."
She's conspicuously keeping her eyes on the other, curious over which +
Bold move, Darumi. Thank the stars Hiruko would rather commend her boldness than simply scowl her for taking this kissing opportunity. It even gets a fluster out of the femme fatale, how charming.
“ *Ahem* Don’t think I +
With the intent of leaving another smudge, of course. Nothing else nope~
Bold move, Darumi. Thank the stars Hiruko would rather commend her boldness than simply scowl her for taking this kissing opportunity. It even gets a fluster out of the femme fatale, how charming.
“ *Ahem* Don’t think I +
She stopped caring about how others perceive her a long time ago. This isn't any different, she'd have felt no shame being caught with some of Darumi's smudged make-up.
"I don't see where's the issue."
She doesn't say why that'd be an issue, but it doesn't take much to figure out it comes from a place of self-deprecation. Something something ruining Hiruko's beauty with her dirtyness.
She stopped caring about how others perceive her a long time ago. This isn't any different, she'd have felt no shame being caught with some of Darumi's smudged make-up.
"I don't see where's the issue."
Before she could handle it herself, Darumi had already taken care of wiping it off. The shut-in's touch lingers on her smooth skin for a bit though, but she doesn't mind one bit.
"That wasn't necessary, I could've washed it off."
Her gaze darts away, frivolously sneering.
"Darumi did good~? Thank you~ ...Ahh, mistress has makeup on her.."
She murmurs the last sentence with a breathy exhale. Reaching up to wipe off the makeup imprint.
"Aaand that's how it's done~. Good girl, Darumi."
Hiruko pushes her glasses back in place and combs her hair between her fingers to smooth them with nonchalance, as if nothing had happened.
Before she could handle it herself, Darumi had already taken care of wiping it off. The shut-in's touch lingers on her smooth skin for a bit though, but she doesn't mind one bit.
"That wasn't necessary, I could've washed it off."
Her gaze darts away, frivolously sneering.
She pulls out a wide variety of bell collars, like a drug dealer from a shabby alleyway. She came prepared.
"I feel generous, which one do you prefer? Your pick."
She pulls out a wide variety of bell collars, like a drug dealer from a shabby alleyway. She came prepared.
"I feel generous, which one do you prefer? Your pick."