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Time is a picture in motion through eternity.
The thought drifted through his mind as he finished the last few runic lines of the summoning circle. Beginning to rise as he dusted his pants off, there was a brief moment of hesitation, he hadn't summoned her just yet, so he had every chance to back out should he so desire, right? And yet.... He'd come this far, he'd sacrificed so much just to get here. If he were to back out now, all of that would be for nothing - and there was still the chance he'd be a victim of the war anyway. He knew this was likely to be a vicious one, the other magi in the war were not likely to go easy on any who go tin their way, and while he hoped to keep casualties to a minimum, there was still the fact that a few probably wouldn't stop participating in the war until they took their final breath. Thankfully, he was prepared for that. The crimson summoning circle that he had drawn and painted over the floor of the room seemed to shine briefly as he stepped over it, carrying an old and faded tome in his hands kneeling down one last time to set the japanese manuscript in the center. The catalyst for the summoning was one of the most important things, and he had picked a very antiquated catalyst. If he was right - he should be able to guess and ascertain the identity of his servant almost immediately, but even with a strong catalyst there was no telling what he could truly get.
Looking it over one last time with amber eyes, he exhaled faintly, the chill in the night air causing his breath to become visible as he shivered for just a moment from both the cold and the anticipation of what was to happen. Clasping his hands together, he felt his magical circuits starting to come to life, energy flowing through them before his hands slowly began to extend outwards, seeking to focus that energy as his lips started to part, and he spoke the ritual, his words soft at first, but slowly growing in power as he started to feel the connection grow between this world and another, a more intangible place, but one teeming with power...
Iron is the foundation, and fire is the catalyst.
O hero of old, lost to time and judged by history, heed my call.
From ages past to a new dawn, I call you from your eternal rest and bind your fate with mine.
Come forth! I summon you with the aid of the Grail, I summon you as my sword and saber in this war, O ancient hero. Heed this call and come forth, accept this offered sacrifice and arise into the world of men once more!
Every word drew more power from him, he felt the mana in his circuits being pulled out, drawn and used as the connection for the summoning. Before long, every word he spoke carried a wave of pain and shock through him as it drew on his ambient reserves, draining them to the very limit as the connection between the throne of heroes and the living world was formed, and something pulled from it, into this world. If everything went well, the pain, the effort to acquire the catalyst, everything would be worth it! As he continued to chant, the room began to glow with ephemeral motes of magical energy, the dancing sapphire lights slowly coalescing in the center of the summoning circle as they pooled and gathered... Only to eventually explode outward in a blinding and dazzling display as the young man quickly covered his eyes with oen of his arms, the ritual completing with a more explosive climax.
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When the sapphire lights finally diminished at the center of the circle stood a woman, her hair the shade of cherry blossoms. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue, to compare them to the sapphire light from earlier wouldn't have been far off either Her pink hair was draw back into a bun, a hair piece that looked a black and red fan of held it place. Her slender, and yet powerful arms were covered in black gloves with the fingers exposed. She wore black kneesocks, with geta sandals on her feet. Her milky white thighs exposed. She was wearing a beautiful blue kimono that that only stretched as far as the upper part of her thighs, dangerously close to exposing her most intimate areas. Her Kimono was held in place, by strings tied to a black collar around her neck. A red cloth wrapped, that long piece of red fabric wrapped around her waist, holding the kimono in place. Two sheathes were tied to her hips as well.
Her eyes looked over at the man who had summoned her. Her eyes regarded him, was this the voice she heard as she was pulled through the ether? She remembered traveling, many wars, many fights, she had so many that she forgot them, or perhaps that was an effect the grail's power.
"My name is Miyamoto Musashi, are you my master?" She asked, curious to his answer. Though there seemed to be a feeling, a connection between the two. Still she preferred him to answer, just so she knew who he was in all of this.
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With the blue light beginning to die down and him actually being able to see again, the magus lowered his arms as he breathed out faintly and realized what he had done. It worked the catalyst, the summoning circle, the verses Everything had worked perfectly. Of course he knew it would work, but the fact that hed never summoned something before this amazed him. It was a draining process to summon something as powerful as a servant, but completely worth the effort. Of course, these were his initial thoughts as he just saw a humanoid figure standing in the circle, not really seeing what they looked like.
And upon realizing what she looked like (It was definitely a woman), he stood there a bit Quiet for a moment, his amber brown eyes slowly looking her over. The kimono she wore was bold both in colors and design, as well as how short it was. She was clearly a warrior from the blades on her hip, but she looked Very feminine, in all the right ways. Was this the right person? It had to be, right? Even when she spoke and asked him if he was her master while giving her name It was Miyamoto Musashi afterall. It was hard to believe that he was staring a legend in the face, and being asked if she belonged to him as a servant.
The Magus was a tall and athletically built man not muscular but well toned,with dark brown hair and amber colored eyes.Dressed in a gray long sleeved shirt, and black pants, his hands were a tad dirty from drawing the circle, but even then he held an aura of confidence about him, quickly dusting his hands off on his pants. ...Yes, I am your Master. I am Jun Sander. We are to participate in a grail war, together. Soon offering his hand, he stepped forward.
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"Nice to meet you, Jun Sander." Her disposition improved greatly upon him giving his name, in fact it was as if her mood and lightened tenfold. She wore a cheery smile on her face; her dazzling blue eyes seemed to carry a warmth in them that had been absent before. So it was another grail war, so many wars, so many battles. While she wasn't one to shy away from a fight, grail wars were still a war, and war was ugly. She stepped forward as well, her hand gently grabbing his, for a woman whose life was combat, there was a remarkable softness to her touch, and when they shook it was gentle. She felt no need to firmly grip his hand, as if she was some servant who was a servant. She was samurai, and while her attitude had always fit that of wandering vagabond, a ronin, in these wars she was samurai, a warrior with a lord, a master.
This time when she regarded him, it was definitely a lot less severe and more appreciative, while his grey shirt and black pants seemed rather muted.Perhaps he prefers function to style.It was not a knock. He gave off an aura of self-assurance, which was good, a master who lacked confidence in himself was always worrisome. His dark brown hair, and those eyes, amber was not usually a shade of eye color, so it caught her by surprise for a second. If he had summoned he was a mage, she wondered where his strengths laid though, she would found out sooner or later, best to let him show or tell when he felt like it or needed to. When their shake was done, she bowed and then spoke. "Then I shall be by your side for every battle, my master. You can me Musashi or Miya if that is easier. I suppose I could be called by my servant class, Saber. Still if my master would honor me by calling me by my name, I would greatly appreciate it." Her smile continued. "What shall we do first master?" As a mage in this war, he probably had his plans, she hoping she could enjoy her time in this land, before every moment was filled with combat.
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She held a soft and almost intimate touch, and he admired that she wasnt purely a warrior or a tool, and he had no intention of seeing her as the latter. The fact that she returned his handshake spoke volumes and as he sighed out quietly, his body relaxed a little more. He was confident but he had no further need to put on airs about her. She had a graceful look about her, from the flowing robes of her kimono to even her smile for a swords woman, she was remarkably beautiful and it was hard to keep his amber toned eyes off of her. Ill call you Miya for now. But if we get in an altercation with another servant or master to protect your identity I will simply refer to you as Saber, goes that sound good?
When she asked what to do first however, a hand was soon put to his chin. Well I suppose I should at least tell you a little bit about myself before anything. Im half Japanese and half german, my father was from America and my mother from here in Japan. Pausing for a moment, he shrugged. I dont know any other masters in the war, so im as clueless as you. I wasnt ever uh officially trained by the mages association, and some of that might show when I need to use it. But I assure you that im as good a mage as any and can keep you well supplied with Mana. He gave a small but once again confident smile. Past that, I guess if you have any questions, im free. We both want the grail, right? I dont know what your wish is, but mine Its a secret for now. he would tell her later, but he couldnt tell everything immediately, right?
As for our next goal? Wait a bit until daytime, then we need to get to exploring the city, well be starting with downtown and working from there. Chances are, other masters might be in the area too, we should try to keep our guard up. He explained, figuring she'd have no issues with that.
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"That sounds perfectly fine, would you like me to refer you as Jun or Mr. Sander?" There was a slight pause, and her eyes became seemed to take on lustful shine to them. "Or perhaps you would prefer I call you master all the time," She said, in breathy, need tone. Her kimono seem as if was about to unravel. Then a smile spread across her lips, but it wasn't a naughty smile, no this was a grin. "Sorry, I couldn't resist! " Miya laughed, not even trying to stifle it. She hoped he wouldn't take her light joke too hard.
She listened intently to him when he told her about himself. He was definitely an interesting man, that was to say the least and withholding his goals did add a bit more mystery to him. Still she had hoped to hear what his plans were. "Ah, we'll have to see if The Grail is capable of answering mine. Don't worry it's nothing dangerous."
"That sounds like a plan, master. We're safe right now. Is there anything you would like to or need to master, sleep perhaps?" She asked.
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"Just Jun, please. Mister sounds so... Formal." he spoke, laughing a little under his breath. So far at the least it felt like he had chosen a strong servant to go with his personality, but when she spoke about calling him master... There was a more indulged look in his eyes. "Oh? You are my servant, it's only natural that you do call me master..." Pausing for a moment, he then teased back. "If only to keep others from finding out my name - don't want them tracking me down too easily." he spoke, shaking his head.
"I'm sure the Grail can - i've heard it can perform miracles. Still, we need to actually win it to see what it can do though." he mused, tapping his chin. "Yes, Sleep sounds good. I'll be waking early tomorrow so you won't need to wait too long." But the spell had drained him, and he'd need to catch his breath and fully begin participating in the war soon. he'd summoned a Saber as he had hoped, but he knew the other classes could still cause issues, and some may even have the advantage in the city through familiarity with it, or better preparations.
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It was good to see that she had such a good-natured master, a man that was able to laugh, even if it was a little was a good sign to her. A smug smirk was on her lips, when she had called him master. When they were resting, she was sure to tease him about that again. She was already on her guard though, a Holy Grail War would not be easy to conquer, but she already knew war wasn't easy in itself. She gave a hearty laugh on her lips when he teased right back at her. "I like you." She chuckled, at least in the war she'd be able to enjoy little moments like these again.
"We should go to your residence now then, I will watch over you when you rest of course, you will not need to worry." She said, particularly eager to see her master's abode, but also to scout out the town. She knew her current clothes would be ill-fitting to wear around normal society, no matter how comfortable she felt in her kimono. Her master would have to get rest soon, recovering his mana, his ability to cast magic, magic she was curious to see in action, as he was a mage after all. She waited on her master's next decision, since returning to his domicile seemed like the most appropriate action at the moment.
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"You like me, huh?" he asked, smiling even wider. "Good, I was worried as to what kind of servant you'd be like but..." As he tapped a finger to his chin for a moment and soon began to head towards the door to the building he had used as a summoning area, it wasn't hard to figure out where he should go next. "Come with me, we'll head home. I'll get some rest, and then I scan show you the layout of the city and if you want to hang out in a visible form, we'll need to get you some clothes." He spoke, "We have a few days before the war proper starts and I would prefer we be able to move around the city normally."
His car wasn't a modern or top of the line one, but it was clear he took care of it from the sleek dark red paint, to the plush leather seats inside. Waiting for her to get in as well, he would soon be driving them both to his home - an apartment located in a slightly more upscale part of the town. Given it was night and he had chosen a relatively distant warehouse, most of the streets were dark, leaving the city a little shrouded by the night sky.
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Musashi opened the passenger side door and sat down. "Comfy!" She remarked as she sat down in the plush red seat. Earlier she had perked up at the mention of clothes. She wondered the variety of fashions this world had. She was eager to see what their shops were like. She noticed that from her knowledge of this world granted by the grail, that it wasn't very high end, most mages seemed to have extravagant tastes, her master practiced restraint, that was very good. Given the car was given, it told her placed value in his tools and was reliable. She was blessed with a great master, all signs so far had pointed to that. She decided to hide keep herself in view, if anyone was watching perhaps she looked like a quirky girlfriend cosplaying. That and given they were in a car meant they didn't have to worry too much with her unique experience.
"Have you been in the city long, master?" Miya asked. While she looked casually out the windows she was clearly taking in the land, but also scanning it for threats. While Jun was mysterious she sensed a good nature so far and a practical mindset, honorable traits to have in a master. She was interesting to see his home it also meant she could rest in her own way. Of course guarding Jun would always be her first priority.
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"I've been here for about a year and a half, I've been preparing for the war pretty much the entire time..." he spoke on the way there, driving through emptry streets and back roads, just to make sure that he couldn't be easily tracked. "Haven't had much time to take things easy..." Most of the time admittedly had been securing his home via magical wards and protections, the rest of it was spent obtaining the catalyst for the Saber that sat next to him at that moment. "But don't worry, that doesn't mean i'm a total bore as a master. Nor will I see you as just a tool. I know you have your own desires for the grail or you wouldn't have accepted my summon, right?" He asked, his tone more pleasant as they finally arrived at a more well lit area, and he was soon parking at an empty space within. "We're here." Taking a moment to feel anything unusual in the air, he soon slackened his shoulders once things felt safe.
Exiting the car, he began to lead her to a small but comfortable looking one story home, looking somewhat similar to a number of other nearby homes. "It may not look like much outside, but..." As he stepped inside once the door was opened, that's where he was able to put his own personal touch to it. A mostly clean living room awaited them, with a number of amenities from a television, comfortable looking chairs and seats, and even a computer hooked up to a monitor. "Go ahead and make yourself at home, this may be one of the few nights we can both really be comfortable soon enough."
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When they had finally had stepped inside the house Musashi was finally put at ease. With the amount of magical wards he had in place it relieved a great deal of tension in Musashi. "Thank you Jun, I will be drawing up a bath. Since you went through the summoning of me you could go first if you'd like." Regardless after removing her geta in the entrance hallway she made her way to the bathroom, bending over as she started the water, if Jun was looking he would have noticed she wore nothing under them besides the leggings nothing but her robes were covering her, she had been bottomless for so long she often forgot.
She mused on her own wish, knowing it was selfish, but so many had grand gestures and goals. They were too big without a sense of the reality of what they were asking. She just wanted something she could come back to.
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With the wardings and magical security in place, the home was relatively safe he had to summon her elsewhere due to the sheer magical energy that was required for summoning a servant would spike through even his defenses at home, but with the place being some distance away and the magical trail being faint, he felt it was unlikely anyone would track him down before the trail dissipated altogether. A bath sounds good... The man trailed off, looking to her as she bent over, his cheeks flushing just a little as she seemed to be wearing nothing beneath the kimono. Beginning to enter the bathroom, he looked to her, expecting her to leave and even acting on that as he began to strip a little casually and absentmindedly as his hands moved for the hem of his shirt, steadily working on beginning to lift it up and take it off. He was a toned young man not overly muscular, but still with an athletic, toned chest that rose and fell with every breath. Beginning to undo and unloop his belt, his eyes were closed, still feeling more use to the idea of being along in his bathroom.
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Musashi had to lean even more forward, as she reached inside the tub to check the water temperature, and in doing she exposed even more of herself than she did before. Her Kimono couldn't cover her pale and thick ass cheeks, they had that delectable heart-shaped looked to them, and if Jun just looked down slightly he would notice that Musashi's bald pussy had also been exposed by this movement. Since there wasn't a breeze in the room, and she had become used to wearing nothing under her kimono she had no idea of the show she was giving her master. Her hips swayed back and forth as she hummed to herself. She would continually check the temperature, making sure it was very warm without being scalding, and furthermore that it would last her master long enough for him to enjoy himself. While a servant wasn't actually obligated to behave like a maid or such, Musashi had no qualms, essentially when her master could have also been very cold with her. He had been personable and reasonable so far, and had told her to make herself at home. He didn't press her for her reasons and didn't want to be pressed for his, it was something she could respect, and even admire. His was a noble and diligent soul.
"Alright master, I believe your bath is ready-" She said, turning back to regard her master.
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He had his reasons for not asking for her wish just yet part of him would admit that being part of th war was a little scary to him. He had possibly summoned a strong servant, one that was diligent and loyal, but he still had to wonder about what sort of servants and especially masters hed be up against. He knew a few tricks, but there were likely to be older mages in this war, experienced ones and deadly at that And they might have stronger/more capable defenses or tools. He couldnt let that eat at him, though. hed already committed himself to this conflict, and would seek to keep the violence and bloodshed minimal on his part. Thoughts about the war began to fade once he heard that the bath was ready, and he turned to look at the servant he summoned, offering a smile. Thank you. This shouldnt take long. he said after a moment, moving into the bathroom as he closed the door behind him. Casually beginning to strip, one hand ran through his dark brown hair as he felt the humid air and steam from the bath, and as he was soon fully without clothes he simply stepped into it and began to sink his body into the water. Ahh. The summoning had taken a bit out of him, so the chance to recover, relax, and get mentally prepared for the war ahead would do him a world of good.
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The warrior smiled, glad to see that her master would get some relaxation. She could always follow with a bath of her own. Not that she really need to, but it would feel nice. In the meantime she checked around his apartment. He was definitely right about the magic wards, and protections in place. She wasn't sure how much her master had kept in place, given his careful nature, it seemed like the ones to place important protections, but not ones that would get them noticed. Technically the grail war, had really started. Not every servant had be summoned yet, it was something she could feel, not perfectly, but each servants' connection to the grail gave them an idea of when it would really start. The meant she would have sometime to get ready, to get comfortable with this world. The more mischievous side of her would have probably tried to sneak a peek on her master, but if he was as careful as she suspected, he would have likely noticed her opening the door if she tried. So she continued looking about the house. When she felt the house was safe, she sat down at the computer. She was a little confused by the computer, but not really by incompetence, rather she new exactly now how to work them, but their nature was strange. She connected to web browser, and curious as to how to this world remember here, started searching her own name, and upon reading the first few pages and about Miyamoto Musashi, the woman roared with laughter.
How fascinating that the Musashi of this world was a male, and if she was this world's Musashi then that was a strange way of remembering her, it wasn't like she had ever hide her femininity as a warrior.
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Taking a moment to compose himself a little further, he wasn't quite sure what his servant would be doing while waiting for him but he wasn't as concerned about that at the moment. Everything that was going on was something of a whirlwind for him. The looming war, a servant he'd just summoned, everything about it was something he'd have to adjust to. Once he began to lather himself with soap and soon rinsed it off his body, he felt relatively clean and relaxed after little while to relax and ponder on his predicament - one admittedly he'd gotten himself into voluntarily. But once he was dried off and a towel wrapped around his waist, he began to move for his room, perhaps not exactly surprised to see Musashi on his computer, looking things up. She must have been able to quickly get accustomed with things here, he thought. "Enjoying yourself so far?" He asked, taking a light breath as he ran a hand through his slightly damp hair, keeping it out of his face. Given he had just a towel on, he was rather exposed though he didn't seem to think much of it, certainly Musashi would have more important things on her mind too, right?
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"I must say I am master. While the ability to use computers is something that any hero summoned by the Holy Grail, I do find the easy access to information still utterly fascinating." She said cheerily. At this point she had followed articles into other famous swordsmen, and wished she had met them, she knew they would have either made great friends or amazing rivals, especially the one by the name of Raikou. Nevertheless the interest in history was soon fading, and she had turned around to greet her master again, only to see one key difference, with the exception of the towel wrapped around his waist her, her master was naked. Miya's face went immediately pink, and while she had flirted with her master earlier, the reality was Musashi didn't know a lick about sex. She had acted as if she was somehow experienced, and seeing her master like this, most of his pale, white skin bare, his hand in those position. Musashi was utterly floored by how much more handsome he had gotten in this state. Unfortunately when Musashi went to stand up, she ended up tripping falling forward into her master and accidentally knocking them both to the floor.
Musashi felt something warm on her hand, and when she opened her eyes and her mouth to apologize. She realized that Jun's towel had unfortunately come off during that little accident. Her face went from pink to a deeper red when she realized what she was touching.
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When she tripped against him, it really wasn't hard to feel where her hand ended up at. it was a soft spot, though it did reactively begin to harden at the sensation of a warm and feminine hand against it. Rather than say anything or try to make her feel bad over an accident, he just sat there with a sheepish grin on his face as he quickly realized his lack of clothing. "Ah... Are you okay?" He eventually asked after a moment, his hand moving for hers. It was a little silly to ask a what must surely have been a hardened warrior if she was alright,but at the end of the day he was a good person, and wanted to make sure that she was alright as well. His chest rose and fell a little warmly, inches away from brushing against her clothed cleavage as he remained on the floor, his other hand resting against it once he caught himself.
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Musashi remained frozen, utterly in shock and embarrassed by her own clumsiness, it was made worse as she felt what she had grabbed harden and looked down to see her master's manhood with her fingers wrapped around it. The thing was despite all of Miya's flirting, all of her grandstanding the woman was a virgin. She merely talked a big game, so when she was face to face with her naked master, her hand on his most intimate of areas. Her face became, completely red, she pulled her hand away embarrassed. "I'm okay master, are you okay?" She said, trying to not look him directly in the eyes as she helped to his feet.
Of the curious and embarrassed kept stealing glances at the manhood that stood to attention. Eventually outright staring at it. It was funny to think a woman that reached her age had never went this far, and while it was embarrassing that she had done this, Musashi had to admit she did like looking at it. When she realized that she had been staring at it for a while, the woman covered her face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She said trying to move around him, the poor woman thoroughly embarrassed by her mistake.
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"Nothing to be sorry over." Jun said with a hint of humor in his voice. "I'm okay." At least, he was okay until he reached for the towel just to make sure, and felt his hand only touch against bare hip as it did so. "Ah... Yeah... I'm fine..." This time he spoke a little more sheepishly, realizing that he was basically naked in her presence.... And he was definitely feeling the effect of being this near her like this as blood began to rush to between his legs once he was helped up. "Ah... Lemme-lemme get dressed and we should probably take it easy for tonight. Might have a few days before the war starts proper but I am sure other Masters are summoning their servants and preparing for the war too." Right now he was mostly talking to himself as he turned around, cheeks just a little bright red as he fumbled for his drawer, briefly bending over as his toned body was put more on display by the simple act.
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Musashi always had a thing for towards males that tended to have a more cute look about them, than masculine. Now that wasn't to say she was against muscles or that her interest in a boyish look boarded on creepy like it did for some women she was sure. Instead she was just interested in that rare look, when she went to look for a word, apparently the word bishounen came to mind. It was a strange word, but it's meaning fit for her in this moment. Seeing her handsome and cute master in this state of undress had caused her hear to beat a little faster, her cheeks to become ever more flush. The woman so flush with infatuation, ended up stumbling back as she watched the toned body of her nude Master, bending over as he looked in a drawer for something to wear.
"Oh my god, I knew he was cute when I met him, but this is completely different than before..."She murmured out, loud enough for her master to hear. She was so stuck in watching him move about, seeing the sway of his shaft, seeing his manhood just on display like everything else, as well as that nicely toned ass. Musashi thought she might be about to faint after seeing such a sight and enjoying it so immensely. She couldn't even focus on his words, she was so utterly distracted.
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Musashi wasnt really someone he was use to dealing with. Given it wasnt a usual thing for someone to be crushing on him so hard or so quickly, it was hard to say whether he was trying to manipulate her a little more or if he was actually playing as innocent as he seemed. But when he heard her mumble fo herself a little too loudly, he straightened up and looked back to her. I take if youre enjoying what youre seeing? he asked a little bluntly but without a hint of hostility in his words. If she still was fairly distracted after he spoke, hed move to slip on a pair of boxers before walking towards her, snapping his fingers in her face lightly. But I do hope youre a bit more focused on the battlefield. As much as he was enjoying the looks and having a lovely woman ogle him, he was aware that they were going to be working together in a life or death battle royale, and he wanted to be able to trust her when it counted most. No one knows how these grail wars go and while he had summoned a Saber (The most revered of the classes from his studies), he was still aware that the wrong fight at the wrong time could mean the death of them both!
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While her cheeks tinged slightly from being caught, Muasashi managed to quickly recover from this, only to further add fuel to the fire. "Oh I did enjoy what I saw," She teased, winking just after he snapped his fingers. His wording might have raised some lesser swordswoman's hackles, but Musashi merely just laughed it off, and quite loudly too. "Ah, but this is not a battlefield, is it?" Musashi teased further. She understood his nerves, while his end would be more permanent if he died, in her case, it wasn't exactly fun losing...or dying. The thing was in such a tense situation levity could serve its purpose as well. There was a line between having a healthy sense of fear going into battle and being controlled by it. Musashi herself had walked that line, and even as Servant still did in some way. She wouldn't endanger him, wouldn't threaten the life of her master by stupidity. This was a nonchalance born out of many battles, and out of preparing for those battles. She would win this war with her master, she did hope he would eventually tell her of his dream, and that she could tell him hers.
"While technically I have no true need of your bath, would you mind if I use it?" Musashi asked, finally standing up from her seat on the bed, ready to leave the room. He was still her master, and while he made many amenities available to her, she still did not want to make their relationship difficult.
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She almost looked as if she were being scolded, but her teasing did catch him off guard just a bit not incredibly so as he rolled with it, but it took him just a moment to recover. Mm, if you want the bath There should still be enough hot water left for you, I didnt take too long I thought. Smiling earnestly back at her, he continued on towards his dresser, picking out a few new clothes to wear for the night. Nothing that hed wear during the day though. A slightly longer t-shirt, comfortable looking shorts and boxers, he was really anticipating an easy night plus the summoning ritual had drained him, so really he was not expecting much in the way of action. Plus he knew hed have to conserve his strength and mana for the future, when the war began in earnest. Just let the current water finish draining if it hasnt and youre good to go.
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"Alright, well I'll go freshen up myself then. Do let me know if I can help you in any way, even it's beyond my normal duties as a Servant in the Grail War." She said, again there was that teasing. She liked this Master so far, he was honorable, well-meaning, the only thing was being secretive when it came to his wish. Then again those wishes were often very personal, some were very grand, and others were essentially meaningless. Musashi thought hers were quite simple, if somewhat selfish. Her original wish would not be honored by the Holy Grail that much she had learned from previous Masters, previous wars. It meant that her wish had to change. Of course when her Master felt willing to tell her his wish she would tell her selfish wish to him. She still respected it, and would wait for him to tell it in due time. Musashi stepped into the hallway, and moved back to bathroom again. She walked into the bathroom, closing the door, but altogether not firmly, causing it to open again slightly. Miya paid no mind to this, as she absentmindedly began unraveling her kimono, letting it drop away. She started the water in bath again, fitting the drain back in. Soon her other clothing joined her kimono on the floor, and now free of her clothes, she moved one slender leg into the bath, before getting in all the, sliding down until the water came neck deep to her. The warm water felt heavenly on her skin, and while it was something she necessarily did not have to do, a hot bath had always soothed her. She settled for a few minutes, taking deep breaths. Thinking on the days ahead, before finally reaching for some soap, rubbing it over herself. While she seemed to be treating the situation rather casually a part of her mind still remained tense.
What if despite her Master's enchantment one attacked them before the war started in earnest? What if one was already watching their house? What if that had managed to tail them back her, despite her Master's attempts to confuse them? These thoughts filled her head, but she quickly dispensed with those anxieties, knowing she would be ready when the time came to fight. She mused on whether she should wash her hair, and after a second, pulled the hair pin, and let her hair down, and submerged, soaking her head. She wiped the water out of her eyes, half tempted to sit until all the hot water left the bath.
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Many of the same thoughts were running through his mind as Musashi worried over the same things that he was. Just because the war hadnt started in earnest, did not mean more unscrupulous masters wouldnt be looking to thin out the competition. One of the classes was Assassin as well, would it not make sense for the master of Assassin to take out their targets before they were a threat? In the end, there were a thousand things that could go wrong, and it was likely a hundred of them were either in the process of happening, or had already happened. But, freaking out over every concern wasnt going to get him anywhere. He had a Saber, supposedly one of the strongest classes. While he wasnt intending to rely purely on brute force, he felt that this was the ace in his sleeve Even if the ace was a particularly sharp blade in the end. For now, he was just looking to get some rest and recover from the summoning, which felt a little draining.
For Musashi however, the bath was heated, spacious, and near perfect. It seemed her masters hideout was a rather spacious and well made place, possibly meant for those of wealth. Jun didnt come from wealth himself, but he had been able to make a deal with those who did, and they offered him this building as his fortress, so to speak. It would be difficult to trace him back here unless he was exceptionally sloppy, and while it was not in the most populated part of the city, it was still a large enough area that he felt properly shielded from being scoped out. He didnt like the idea of using people as shields, but he knew there had to be a sense of pragmatism in the war as well. Hopefully, it wouldnt come to that.
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Miya lingered in the bath for just a little longer, before finally deciding to shift and then stand up, grabbing each side of the tub and using it push herself up. She pulled plug before she had sat up, and so the water was rather loudly draining as the swordswoman stood up. She stepped out of the tub, one slender leg after the other. She grabbed one of the fresh, dry towels and began drying off, after she had had thoroughly dried her hair. She grabbed the hair dryer, which while not a thing at all in her world and time, the Holy Grail War had given her the benefit of modern technology understanding. She quickly dried her hair off, and given that it had always been rather straight hair, it remained that way. Musashi set her clothing up and wrapped it up, she could put it back on later, but right now the towel was comfortable enough. It clung to the heft of her breast, to the curves of her hips and buttocks. Making sure the bathroom was all set, she shut off the light and then walked back down the hallway to Jun's room.
"Was there anything else Jun?" She figured she could alway stand guard. Though to be honest the other reason that Musashi had returned wearing only the towel, was that she was a bit of a show off. She was trying to provoke a reaction and in this situation probably would. The towel seemed to ride that very fine line of being secured enough, but of course one tug or awkward movement and the towel would unravel. In way given the show she had gotten, perhaps a part of her thought it fair to behave like this. Then again Musashi did find it fun to get a rise out of her Master.
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Jun continued to think, even as he got dressed for bed. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, the summoning spell was draining even if the Grail acted as an anchor for his heroic servant, it still relied on a good deal of his mana to properly summon and maintain her. But as the man slipped on a comfortable shirt and began to put on a pair of shorts, his eyes looked to the towel clad Musashi. There was more than something appealing about her, as while she was a swordswoman and her body significantly honed, it was hard to ignore the curves of her body and where she seemed particularly soft Which was honestly everywhere, it was hard to pry his eyes off of her, and when she asked if there was anything else, she gave him pause. No, I suppose not. Its going to be an exciting time soon. For a given value of exciting. Inwardly he was anxious, even though he presented a more confident aura. He wouldnt let his servant see him fretting over something, but an idea did cross his mind.
Actually. He spoke, moving for the bed. Id like to test my security systems properly. To that end, that would require me relying on them for now, and not on you. In that manner I would request you catch some rest yourself, I know servants likely dont need to sleep but I bet they can still find it relaxing. Why dont you rest with me in bed? he asked as he moved to sit on the bed, the comfy looking thing giving a soft squeak as he sat down on it. I insist, really. I trust your guarding skills as a servant, but I also have the feeling that if anything got into this house youd know it whether youre asleep or awake. Youre my last line of defense afterall! Surely he had no ulterior motive, right?
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Jun was right, it was sure to get crazy soon. Even if the Holy Grail War hadn't started in earnest yet, it wasn't unheard of, for some elements, that usually controlled servants like Assassin to make the first move on another master. Additionally who knew if some of their enemies weren't working together. The very notion was troubling. Musashi hadn't really noticed his eyes following her body, though she was also aware of what she was doing. It was good to see her master confident, however it was more than a little bit concerning, because she didn't want him to think he could trust to be honest with her. She trusted him a great deal already, however she was still reserved, given that he had chosen not to reveal his wish, and she in turn had not revealed her wish either. It was only fair, and honestly she felt more than a little selfish in her choice for her wish. Still amidst all the dangerous wishes, was one simple selfish wish really that awful?
Musashi nodded at Jun's points about his security systems, his defensive and concealment runes and other stuff included. It was definitely a good point, and she understood that she was his first and last line of defense (and offense for that matter). Jun was right, Servants didn't need to sleep, neither did they need to bathe, eating could help, but direct transfers of Mana were usually the best for a Servant. The towel clad servant spoke, stepping towards the bed. "Sure! As long as you don't mind sharing a bed with a woman like me." Miya chuckled, she sat down on the bed beside Jun. Her tantalizing towel within the reach of her master, the towel clung so tightly to her supple finger, some of her pale skin still slightly wet from the shower, giving a slight sheen to her skin, where it was exposed. In way while her closeness may have be considered to be inappropriate by some, it was good that she was so close to protect her master if the need arose.
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Have a problem with sharing the bed? I would think only the most insane would have a problem with a beautiful warrior sharing a bed with them. As he winked slyly in her direction he was soon to face her, laying down on the bed as he felt a slight wave of exhaustion hit him. A good nights rest and then perhaps a day or two of peace before the truce between mages was over, and the war began proper. He was still an optimist though, he had summoned a Saber And a very powerful one at that. While it was likely the other summoners had their own dangers, he truly felt blessed right now Even if his focus was a slightly more lecherous one as his eyes remained on her, enjoying the sight of her wet and barely clad body.
There was plenty enough room for the two to sleep, with some distance between one another but he wasnt about to give her that sort of luxury, instead he would deliberately move closer to her when she moved for the bed. And he had a good excuse to do so, if he needed to give one. Security in a dangerous time was important and even an inch or two of difference could mean the difference between life and death Or perhaps just warmth between the two, either way he felt secure in his own little lie.
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Musashi blushed a little at that, trying to avoid direct eye contact with her Master for a second. She leaned further back, but was still sitting up somewhat. As she settled in she noticed her master lay down, but then noticed him even closer to her. She was a little more aware of her Master's eyes on her figure now, and that had caused the embarrassment showing a light pink twinge to now a deeper red coloring her cheeks. She felt warm, even warmer than the shower, and while she hadn't be used to this kind of attention in a long time, she was normally so confident, it was like acknowledgment of her beauty had caused the Swordswoman to realize her femininity more clearly again.
"Umm...is there anything else you need from me, Master?" She asked, feeling hotter by the minute, the towel clinging close to her supple frame, a decent tug could remove it, rendering the barely clothed beauty bereft of her modesty. To be honest as much as this kind of attention embarrassed her, she actually quite liked it, it was good to feel attractive, and to be honest a lecherous master wouldn't be that bad in her opinion, she was more annoyed by the boring, stick in the mud types, even if she respected how most of them had a sense of duty.
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When Musashi asked if there was anything else she could do, he shook his head. being close enough is good enough for me. I do need some earnest rest and time to recover what mana I spend summoning you. His tone was actually sounding a little sleepy by that point, even if he wanted to see how much further things could go. Once his head hit the pillow though sleep came easily to him as his body needed it badly at the moment. It may well even be the last truly restful night he would get for some time now a War between mages was a truly serious affair, and while he was not as vicious as other mages could be, he knew hed have to steel himself for the fights to come. It was a dreamless sleep for him, the time passing by swiftly as the moon made its voyage across the sky, and eventually the rays of dawn slowly began to creep through the windows, providing true light to the world once more as Jun began to slowly wake up, his eyes steadily fluttering open as he looked about his room once he sat up.
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As Jun looked about the room it was likely his eyes would be drawn to something still rather close to him. His servant was resting beside him, and while it wasn't exactly necessary for a servant to rest, Musashi seemed to be resting soundly, though there was one important thing missing from her that was there the night before. The towel the Saber servant had been wearing was nowhere, and Musashi's bare buttocks, as well as the rest of her body for that matter was on display for her master. The beautiful swordswoman seemed to be enjoying a pleasant rest, as she had a smile on her face, unaware of the complete and intimate exposure of her body in front of her master. Again while it wasn't necessary, when a Servant rested it was likely she wasn't drawing as on much as she would normally with her master. Additionally she seemed to be quite endowed, and given the way she wore her outfit it was unlikely that he hadn't noticed before, except down he would be pretty much able to see every bit of her. Musashi seemed to have a sixth sense and awoke, though unaware of her blatant nudity.
"Good morning Master, did you rest well?" She asked, still not aware of the change in her state of dress.
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Come the morning, his arms stretched above his head, giving out a low and soft groan as he felt the aches of waking up. "I... Slept pretty well! And we're still alive so no one tried to kill us over night." While his humor was a little dry, he was still quite serious as he looked about, shifting out of bed to get dressed for the day. "We should get a few things done. If you stay in spirit form the entire time you'll be a beacon to anyone looking for that... At the same time we can't have you walking around dressed like you came out of a cosplay convention." He said, his tone teasing. "We'll get you dressed in some of my clothes then hit a clothing store or three so we can get you a few outfits. I believe in your material form your spirit output is more limited, so it will be harder to trace you." Plus he had no alternative reasons to want to get her dressed in something else. Even if he did, he surely wouldn't be smiling at the thought of it like he was now. No! he was a prim and proper master, and was certainly not going to have any illicit thoughts.
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"Ah well I would not have rested if I did not think we were safe enough. Seems like your wards, and other spells have held, and likely will keep holding." Miya was a little surprised when she looked down to see that towel she had been wearing had come undone while she "slept", but also felt quite comfortable, and rather shamelessly swung her legs out off the bed and stood up, there being a slight bounce to her exposed breasts. Musashi's nudity did not humiliate her, as she was a Servant to her Master, but also what had caused her to blush earlier was not her own nudity, but how close she was to her master. It was that same bit that of embarrassment that had tinged her cheeks only slightly as she stood utterly nude beside her master, looking over around the closets and drawers. "Do you have anything you'd like me to wear, or anything you'd suggest I wear in the meantime? I do understand why you'd like me to have something more casual, but I assume being like this would also draw much attention." Musashi joked about her state of dress, or rather lack thereof. As much as she joked, it sounded quite fun and incredibly scandolous, and would have been utterly shameful and not befitting of a swordswoman like her, so she hoped her master understood it as a joke, a slight glistening between her legs showed how the thought of such exhibitionism thrilled her, despite knowing it was a completely moronic idea, especially in the middle of this Holy Grail conflict.
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Any illicit thoughts he was surely having were not helped by the way she looked. Naked and with everything on display, his eyes slowly sauntered over Musashis body with clear interest, a small hum escaping his lips as his eyes held a mischievous intent within. His idle gaze was only snapped out of the moment that he heard her question, the man looking away as if feeling guilty over something. I admit outside of mens clothing I have nothing you can readily wear. We might have to get you to a store or three if you want a wardrobe to wear while were out hunting or here even. Though he had no qualms about her current lack of dress. Instead he rose up fully, giving a soft stretch as he moved to look out the window instead. It was still early in the morning, and he knew in a day or so hed be in a fight for his life against half a dozen other masters who would want him disabled at the least.
We should go early, we have no idea what we could run into out there. Possibly even another master doing reconnaissance. The earlier we go the less people there will be to worry about, so I would rather make sure that were able to get out before we have to worry about being seen by our enemies. I have some smaller shirts and pants that may fit you, theyre in the closest hung up. They were from when he was younger, and while she was by no means a very petite woman, she still held a smaller and slimmer profile than he did.
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Musashi smiled slightly and seemingly made no effort to cover up her naked body. It was clear that she was interested in a way, but also felt no shame in her exposure. It would honestly take a lot for a swordswoman like herself to get flustered. "Ah that is unfortunate, I may have to travel in spirit form, or we'd need some cover for my state of dress. I am interested in seeing the latest fashion and picking out some clothes. I do apologize Master for putting you out like this." She did muse on the fights ahead, but understood that dwelling wouldn't honestly help much. She could plan, but at the end of the day, her greatest skill was that of the sword, and she felt confident that she would be able to deal with any threat that came her way. Perhaps that was too much bravado, but Musashi was a confident woman and would not buckle in the face of a Holy Grail War.
"That does sound like a smart move Master. It is definitely important to considerable possible battlefields and threats that may occur on them. I'm sure that no Masters would start attacking before the Holy Grail War starts in earnest. Musashi turned her back to her master, her naked and perfectly round buttocks on display as she opened the closet, and start viewing the clothes, that tantalizing and well shaped body so clearly on display, a slight wet shine could be seen between her legs, she was aroused obviously, but clearly downplaying it, playing coy with her Master.
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Seeing the slight glisten of arousal that Musashi had, his mind couldnt help but linger on other thoughts even with the more serious gravitas of the grail war in front of them. Musashi. He spoke, beginning to approach her from behind. Part of him simply had to wonder, but as his hand wrapped around to her front to bring her closer against him, wondering wasnt just the only thing he wanted to do. I think youre beginning to enjoy your time with me a little to much. His tone was a little teasing, but his breath was warm against her neck and his words steadily growing more quiet. I know youre here to win the grail war too, but I think it might be a good idea if we get some of our own desires vented out, and dont tell me you dont have any desire yourself. he could see it, and he didnt want his servant lying to him. Still, it was an intense situation to be in, his body brushing up against hers, a warm and intimate feeling as the hand on her stomach slowly began to run its way up against her body. His other hand remained softly on her hip for a lingering moment, but it took only a second or so before it began to trail down her front as well, beginning to make its way between her legs as he hummed out in a more ambient, latent desire for the swordswoman.
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Musashi gasped when she felt Jun's hands on her naked body, especially when he pulled her close enough for her soft and yet tight bare buttocks to press against his groin. "Ah well, never have I met a man so bold, and yet I am very happy you are." She said, her voice a breathy whisper. She leaned her naked body back against him, happy to feel his hand wrapped around her. "I was wondering when and if you would do anything...when you had me sleep next to you basically naked, and then actually had me naked, I was wondering if you'd give in." She enjoyed feeling his one hand slowly trail upwards, while she felt his other hand, first on her hip, and then sliding down between her legs, the closer that Jun's fingers dragged towards her pussy, the more her breath hitched up, the woman was clearly aroused. Her hands moved in unison to encourage his own to explore her naked body all the more. Musashi would not have presented and left herself exposed in such a way if she wasn't looking for a reaction like this in the first place. She craved the closeness, the warmth of two naked bodies pressed together upon a bed, to feel a man's arms wrap around her. She was filled with desire, so much desire in these moments that if she wasn't satisfied, it might have started clouding her head.
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If you havent met a bold man like me before, I think were both going to be surprising the other There was a warmth to his voice, a subtle ecstatic nature to it as his breath picked up in pace and his body plied against hers. He could feel her hands running down against his body as well, the man more built than most but not overly so magic could be a physical thing, and he wanted to make sure he was ready for almost anything if he was getting in to a war But right now the war was almost secondary to his mind, instead focusing on the lovely woman in front of him. As he pressed her back down onto the bed, Juns hand rested on her shoulder as the other helped to spread her thighs as he held one knee between them, moving onto the bed on all fours above her. There, I think this position is a bit more natural, isnt it? he asked quietly as he leaned in slowly against her, his hair framing his face softly before his lips were soon against hers, giving out an intense and intimate kiss as the hand on her thigh ran up for her hip once more.
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"Oh really?" Musashi chuckled, some of her more jovial and relaxed personality returning. She quite liked Jun so far, and being able to feel those firm hands on her naked body. She could see how built he was, she could feel it as well. In the way her hands ran over his chest, ran against his thighs. He definitely wasn't weak, he wasn't excessively muscular, she assumed most mages weren't but she didn't expect one of them to be so thoroughly athletic, so he either must have lead a very active lifestyle as a mage or otherwise he had been preparing for this Holy Grail War for a long time. Still as he pushed her onto her back back onto the bed, her mind wasn't really on the war. Instead it was on this handsome young man in front of her. Musashi felt one hand on her shoulder, and enjoyed feeling his other hand squeeze push one of her thighs open. Her hands reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck, and having a happy smirk on her lips, clearly enjoying this. "Yeah I think it is..." She giggled out, and then moaned slightly as she felt his hand run up against her thigh. She felt his lips press against hers so firmly, and soon they were kissing deeply and intensely, she didn't want this kiss to stop, not until she couldn't breath anymore, until she found herself gasping for air. She moaned as his hand traced up her thigh, knowing where he was going, meanwhile her hands started to slip down, and hook into his boxers, deciding she shouldn't be the only one fully naked any longer either.
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Yes, really. he spoke back, seeing her less reserved personality come to the front once again. As Jun felt her hands running across his frame, he was happy to return the exploration, she had curves abound and he wanted to get more than just a glimpse of them after all. But as her arms reached out for his neck, he leaned in to make it easier for her to wrap them around him. Seems like we might have a good way to bond before the war starts. he spoke softly, his hand resting on the swell of her breast as the other hand helped move for his boxers, brushing over her hand as he started to lower them and let them fall to the floor, kicking them aside the moment he had the change. Already half erect, he certainly enjoyed the sight before him and that she was more than eager to explore him as well. Taking the initiative, his lips pressed back into Musashis for a firm and passionate kiss, feeling words wouldnt quite do his desires justice when he could be much more physical with the servant. His tongue sought hers out, dancing with it as the hand that previously moved to lower his boxers instead moved to the small of her back, fingers tracing their way down towards her ass as he let his palm rest flat against it, soon squeezing her plush and ample rear before his hand withdrew just to smack against it, wanting to feel the jolt from being more rough with her.
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"Indeed it does seem we do...I wouldn't mind bonding like this for a little while." Musashi chuckled, her ocean blue eyes filled with a playful glint. When his hand pressed against her breast, she inhaled slightly, enjoying his touch. Her eyes were drawn towards Jun's hips as she watched him push down his boxers the rest of the way. Seeing Jun, her Master still not aroused her hands that were surprisingly soft despite being ones that held swords in them, ran over the shaft, gently rubbing, her fingers dancing over his cock, before moving down to gently hold his sack in her hands, enjoying the heft of it against her hands. Her other hand went up to appreciate his fit body, fingers running along each line in his abdomen, gently squeezing her hand against those tightly packed muscles. He was certainly fit, that much was clear, but he wasn't excessive muscular. Miya herself had never really been one for the meathead type of guys. She always fancied those more athletic types. And Jun was certainlyher type, call it a clique but Jun definitely seemed tall, dark, and handsome to her. Even the way he seemed to be brooding at moments was it's own sort of cute to her. Her eyes were drawn back to those amber ones, such a brilliant shade, and looking into them right now caused the swordswoman to feel warmer than before. Her hands moved back down to stroke and fondle Jun's cock, and not a few seconds after did she feel her head being tilted and his lips crashing against hers. His tongue demanding entrance and Miya relented, letting his tongue run over hers, two tongues running against each other in a lustful, hungry kiss.
She could feel his free hand move towards her hips, his fingers running along her buttocks, she loved how his fingers felt against her skin. She moaned out in the kiss, and even giggled somewhat as she felt his fingers sink into the soft flesh of her ass. Then she felt his hand crack across one of her cheeks, causing the woman to inhale sharply, and then moan a little. She definitely enjoyed this bit of roughness, her hands continued to gently stroke his shaft, closing her eyes and enjoying how it felt to be sharing a bed like this again after so long.
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Jun really had no initial plan going into this with Musashi. There was the chance she could rebuke him or even try to cut him down were it not for his command seals should she not be interested in But something about her softer hands running across his figure told him that this wasnt about to be a bad experience. Ah. Breathing out a little more heavily, Jun smiled a bit more openly before she began to press her lips against his, his own crushing back into hers as their tongues danced together. Mmph! There was something to be said about putting ones self out there, and Jun was hoping to enjoy the fruits of risk. With one of his hands against her cheek, he felt her react to it as she moaned into the embrace, and in response his hand just squeezed against her a little more firmly. Taking a second to break the kiss, his eyes were on hers, before one hand moved for her shoulder and he helped edge her against the bed. I think I have an idea of what we can do. he said softly, this time his hand leaving her before both hands were on her shoulders, seeking to ease her to lay down on the bed. With a knee between the womans thighs, Jun looked her over, one hand remaining on her shoulder before the other hand slowly trailed down her body. Leaning in against her, he opted to kiss her again though rather than on the lips he opted to embrace her on the neck, his teeth sinking in against her as he moaned out softly, leaving a firmer love-bite against her skin before he began to kiss slowly and steadily against her body, leaving a trail of them as he made his way down her collar and then one of her breasts, his lips briefly against her nipple in another brief moment before making his way down her stomach as well, his goal seemingly a bit more evident as his roaming hand moved to help part against one of her thighs.
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Musashi was enjoying this "bonding" with her master. The feel of naked skin pressed against naked skin, her softer body against his firm, and muscular one. Which of course was not say that Miya was out of shape in any way. It was simply that most of her body fat seemed to end up in all the right areas, and she was far more well-endowed that one would have figured a swordswoman to be like. She moaned in the deep and passionate kisses, their tongues seeming to spar and then move against the other. Feeling his hands squeezing, sinking into her she couldn't help but giggle slightly. As he had finally pulled back from the kiss Miya panted a bit, a pinkish blush on her pale white cheeks, her eyes looking at him longingly. She settled back as he eased her against the bed, and she moaned in joyful pleasure as she felt his hand snaking across her naked body. At first she felt his lips on her neck, and then gasped and squeaked loudly as she felt his teeth sink into her own soft flesh, she could definitely feel the bite marks after he had sunk his teeth so firmly into her neck, it definitely did heighten her arousal quite a bit, as her pussy felt even wetter because of such rough treatment. She groaned out more in pleasure as his lips trailed down her collar and over her breasts, feeling his lips wrap around one of her sensitive nipples she moaned out even more, her breath seem to heighten more as the kisses continued down her abdomen, so obvious to her. Her hands ran against his body where she could reach him. She was at Jun's mercy, at this point he was the one directing how things would go, and while be a rather strong-spirited woman, she didn't mind submitting if it was in this sort of way. Miya writhed and squirmed ever so gently underneath him, her hips even rising ever so slightly at each touch. "More...please..." She moaned out.
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It probably wasnt the best idea to be so direct with his servant, but as far as he was concerned this was a life or death war and if Musashi wasnt fighting against it and even seemed to relish it that it was something he should seek to enjoy to the best of his ability. His lips continued lower against her, teeth occasionally sinking in against her soft body as he made his way down against he. With her hands moving against his figure at the same time, he was definitely having fun. Jun nudged her to lay against the bed as he moved, his hand briefly pushing against her chest though his position barely gave him the leverage to properly manhandle the woman. Instead, once she took the hint his hands began to move for her inner thighs, nails dragging against her body as he spread her legs and moved to rest himself on his knees between them. His lips were soon against her slit however as his face moved between her thighs, tongue eagerly lapping away at her pussy as he breathed out steadily and softly. He wasnt one to just take pleasure, wanting to give it back in equal measure so for now he was more than content to bring her to a peak of pleasure, the samurai woman seemingly putty in his hands as she moaned out for her master.
Fingers spread out against her legs and steadily squeezed down, his breathing getting more intense by the moment as arousal made his cheeks more flush and his body warmer. With it still being morning and the war starting that evening it would give them some time to bond and be intimate with one another, but that didnt seem to be the only reason he wanted to pleasure her.
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Miya moaned out as soon as she felt Jun's lips against her slit, his tongue licking over her. Her hips lifted ever so slightly, feeling Jun's fingers sink against her surprisingly soft thighs made the Servant moan all the more. Musashi was sure there were plenty of masters that in the same situation would have made this exclusively about them. Possibly even using their command seals to make a servant do something that they wanted. Thankfully Jun was not one of those masters, or at least he did not seem to be. She loved the feeling of her master's firm hands on her naked, soft skin of her body. Her hands moved downwards fingers running through Jun's brown hair, not really holding him against her, it was more likely she was steadying herself as she continued to let out very breathy moans. Musashi's toes curled in pleasure and her fingers gripped against Jun's hair a bit more, but she still didn't grip excessively. Perhaps if he hadn't essentially went straight down to her pussy, she might have uttered out some clever remark, but alas the feeling of his tongue lapping away at her pussy, she was far too deep in hedonistic joy to mutter out a sentence.
Perhaps this wasn't exactly the best use of their time, they could do more to get prepared. However when the Holy Grail War started in earnest moments like these would be few and far between. So this was a moment where they could get some rest. Where they could delight in some carnal pleasure. When her and Master would be in this war they would facing threats that she knew it would be very hard to relax their guard. Some Masters and Servants might gun for them directly. Some might offer temporary alliances, regardless it would a war filled with death and treachery. It would be filled to the brim with combat and subterfuge. So this was would be a reprieve, a chance to relax, because this evening then they would have to start behaving more carefully.
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Jun knew well enough when not to force someone into doing something. Especially when someone could easily cut him and slice him to pieces. No it was far more enjoyable when they both desired the same thing, and just with the way Musashi moaned out and reacted to his ministrations of her, it was clear that she had no desire to stop him, at least for now. Perhaps it was just the rising tensions and fear of imminent death that made Jun a little more brazen with taking the saber servant, but as his tongue ran across her slit it was something he relished in. His hair was rich and silky to the touch, allowing for easy grip even as his hands squeezed against her inner thighs, keeping them nice and spread for himself. With special attention paid to her clit, it was only a matter of moments till his face was no longer buried between her thighs and instead a series of kisses were soon planted against her groin and up her stomach, his hand moving for her shoulder to press her against the bed. For Jun it was time to take a slightly more direct course with her, his arousal evident as he moved so rest on the bed as well, his shaft firm and thick as he leaned in, the member brushing against her thigh once he had her laying down, the man kneeling and moving to rest himself closer to her, the head of his cock soon eagerly brushing against her slit at the same time that his lips were against her breasts, licking softly against her nipple when he kissed there and making his way for her neck. The tip of his shaft rubbed and pressed against her slit, and with a slight thrust from his hips, just the tip was soon spearing into her.
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Musashi wasn't a woman of fickle desires, she understood that other servants could be capricious because servants ran the gamut of the worst of humanity to its best. People, characters of renown and legend. She could almost sense a bit of unease radiating from her master. Perhaps it was her skill in combat, the ability to read body language that gave her a sense that he was nervous with her. Was it her beauty, was it her skill with the sword, her power? It seemed to much more along the lines of the later. While in some way having that level of power over another could be thrilling to some it wasn't to her. Instead as her fingers ran through his silky, soft hair she gently stroked it, wanting him to ease up and relax. The two of them could be all tense and on edge later, when a certain degree of nerves kept one alert. Right now she wanted to enjoy the simple pleasure of sex and sharing the bed with another. When his tongue ran along Miya's slit, she moaned out again. Her fingers gripped the sheets while toes curled in carnal bliss. Soon she felt the warmth of his lips kissing up from between her legs and over her stomach. As Jun pushed her against the bed, she settled back into sheets. Soft, and yet hitched moans erupting from her lips. She giggled a bit as she felt his cock pressing against her thigh. As he rubbed against Musashi's pussy more, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance she moaned. The addition of his lips and tongue now at her breasts caused her to moan out, as her breasts, especially her nipples were very sensitive, her arousal would be all the more obvious as she felt herself growing wetter between the legs. Soon she could feel the pressure of him pressing against her, and she gasped all the more loudly when the tip had finally teasingly pushed inside of her. Her arms reached out to grip him around the neck or shoulders. It didn't really matter to Musashi in this moment. She didn't want her master to tease her any longer. She wanted him inside of her, all the way inside of her. Their nude bodies firmly pressed against each other, their forms writhing in pleasure as they laid on the bed.
"Please." That was the one word that Musashi spoke, and it carried with such an obvious tone of sexual desperation, she had placed her sense as a servant and a swordswoman aside and had given over to her lust. She did not want to think of battle, of the Holy Grail War, all she wanted was this moment, she wanted to be sated, and to be not concerned with anything else.
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He could hear that desperate please, and he was not going to keep her waiting much longer. With a rolling motion of his hips his shaft soon began to spear properly into Musashi, his cock spreading her inner walls as it ran between them. Giving out a heated sigh of pleasure, his hands held on to the swordswoman tightly, bucking his hips against hers once he had fully inserted himself into her. Breathing out a little heavily, his rhythmic thrusting was soon a deep and intense one, with his body leaning in against hers. Going for a deeper angle against her left him unable to tease her breasts with his mouth, instead moving for a more intense and intimate kiss on her hips as he pinned her down against the bed, one hand soon clasped against her thigh as he sought to hold her down and the other hand seeking out one of hers to place it against the bed. With the force of his thrusts the bed was soon sent rocking and creaking slightly, not quite bucking under their motions but still giving some further momentum to him taking her, the sound of sex quickly filling the room once the two were at it in full.
His kiss continued against her until he broke it with a soft gasp, eyes lilting as they looked to Musashi. There was something more than just heated about the moment, a more smoldering sensation running down his spine as he tried to focus and feel, instead simply letting his instincts and desire lead him rather than try to limit what he was doing. Throbbing and twitching within Musashi, he could feel that pleasure growing and mounting, a climax soon but something he didnt rush towards as his hips clapped back into hers.
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Miya moaned as she felt Jun's cock push into her. The swordswomen's finger nails dug a little harder into Jun's back, and she rolled her hips up slightly enjoying the feeling of fullness that having her master's shaft inside of her. Perhaps it was bad form to have sex with your Master before or during a Holy Grail War, but for Musashi she took her pleasures where she could. Not to mention she was finally able to see another side of Jun. While he had entertained some parts of her behavior, he still seemed a bit stuffy at times in the short time they had already spent together. While a Holy Grail War was an assuredly dangerous conflict to get involved in, there was a danger to being wound too tight, if one was paranoid they were as just as predictable and easy to manipulate as any simpleton, and nerves getting too frayed would inhibit one's ability to make decisions. Of course for Musashi herself she just wanted to fuck, and considering that Jun was an attractive young man, it made that all the better.
Those steady, rhythmic motions elicited a great many pleasured sighs from Miya. Her moans getting a bit louder as Jun's thrusts increased in force. She definitely delighted in how forceful he was being, feeling the bed rocking and creaking. It was getting loud, and the lewd sounds of their sex would have likely be possible to hear from any corner of this building. Of course given how careful Jun was, she doubted there was anyone who would notice. She could feel her own orgasm starting to grow within, biting her lower lip as she tried to delight in the feeling of Jun's thrusts, of how he pushed and held her down. In a way, it was almost as if she was being used, there was this delightful aggressiveness, this ferocity. She wondered if she would see this when combat finally came. However, every moment of lucidity seemed to be washed away with each wave of pleasure that rolled through, until finally she gave a loud moan of pleasure and orgasmed. Her inner walls clenching down and milking Jun hard, her body eager for him to come, and her fluids splashing over his cock, and likely over his crotch on one of his deeper thrusts.
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With Musashis inner core clenching as tightly as it could around him, he felt bliss in a that was hard to describe. As a servant she was different from a human, and with her beauty she was certainly without compare. Gasping out and giving a wordless moan of pleasure, it was not long until Jun felt his body tensing up and his cock spasming within Musashi, his seed quickly spilling with a heavy and heated spurt afterwards. Further shots of his cum quickly filled the warrior woman, and as he breathed in slowly, his breathing becoming a little irregular and rapid. Grinding himself hilt deep within the Saber servant, his hands held more firmly against her as he held her close, chest brushing over her as he thrust his hips back into her with more rigid and taut motions. Closing his eyes softly, the man felt his orgasm steadily dying down, his body still slightly tense but steadily recovering by the moment. Remaining hilted within Musashi however, he seemed to be at peace for a few seconds as his hands instead idly roamed against her, feeling her curves on his hands and the softness of her figure. While he had little doubt as to her skill given her name and history attached to it It was a little difficult to think a woman this curvy could be a warrior. She was soft and ample, and her body nearly flawless.
Still, as his hands slowly ran back down to her hips, he began to pull out, a soft sigh of pleasure escaping him as the head of his shaft was freed from her. Speechless for now, he could still feel a light shiver running down his spine before he moved to rest next to Musashi, beads of sweat on his brow.
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Musashi could feel his shaft stiffen and then spasm inside of her, her softer moans continuing as she felt Jun cum inside of her. She supposed had she truly been human she might have been a little more concerned, but even a man cumming inside wasn't necessarily a guarantee. Regardless, a servant like herself couldn't be impregnated, sure she was given shape and form in this world, but in a sense she remained a weird ethereal construct as most servants were. She smiled as she felt more of his warming cum pour inside of her, hearing the hitching in his breath, as he ground his hilt deep inside of the swordswoman Musashi's back arched a little bit more. Her hands went from raking deep into his skin, towards rubbing his back. She enjoyed how his thrusts continued even Jun was slowly coming down from his orgasm. She continued with her soft gasps as his hands explored her naked body, enjoying how his firm hands felt against the soft parts of her own body, enjoying each gentle squeeze he gave her curves.
Her hands continued to rest against Jun as he slowly pulled out of her, almost pouting as he extricated himself entirely from her pussy. As Jun laid down beside her, he remained silent, and the swordswoman couldn't help but smile, her aura almost seemingly a little smug, but also a bit caring as well. "Hmm, that was quite amazing Master, and a good way to start a day," Miya chuckled, her hand wiping her master's head as she enjoyed the feeling of their bare bodies in such close proximity to each other. There would likely few situations like this in the future. Holy Grail Wars were rarely something a participant could treat lightly, still she did feel a little less anxious, at least for the moment. She was sure her master would also be a little more at ease, especially considering all those glances he assumed she didn't catch. She was well aware of the affect she could have on someone, let alone her master.
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Had they not a life and death struggle to deal with soon, Jun would have been more than happy treating Musashi as a proper lover, his hands still exploring her body as they felt almost hesitant to leave her. Part of it was just enjoying how real the magical woman felt Musashi less a mortal being and more raw magic in the shape of a woman But still, he knew that this might be the last time he might be enjoying such a union with a partner, and for now he wanted to milk it for all it was worth. One hand trailed down her outer thigh, the other seeking out one of her hands to squeeze softly against it before Musashi began to speak. That was certainly pleasant Jun spoke with a soft breath, slowly letting his hands leave her as he began to sit up, heart still pounding from their sex. And one way to start the day. His eyes closed, a hand resting against Musashis hip before he began to stand up. But we shouldnt dally too long. We have to get ready for the war, and perhaps scope out or find out any other potential masters in the area. Im sure theyll be looking for us, and the least we can do is find them before they find us. The city was a large one, and while there were six other masters, certainly theyd be on the hunt and his wards wouldnt hold up against a dedicated search, so even their safeplace was only safe as long as it remained somewhat inconspicuous.
I trust your skills as a fighter, Musashi. Jun spoke, moving to get some clothes on. But how good are you at blending in with others? You may have to hold a more normal disguise while were out. Jun figured it shouldnt be a problem with Musashi, but he had to ask all the same.
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Musashi did enjoy Jun's curious hands, and she could feel how his hands would linger on certain parts of her body. Letting out a soft chuckle when he did this. Indeed, while she was more of spirit given form through magic, enjoying union with someone, let alone her master had turned out to be quite an enjoyable experience, and in fact rather than being tired out, she felt a little more energized. She smirked though as Jun sat up and still found it hard to remove his hands from her. She of course began to sit up as well. "Indeed it was, I think it would be good for us to find me new clothes. Every time I use my spirit form, it will be that much easier for other servants and masters to detect me. Assassins generally have the benefit to hide their presence. So I suppose the only way for me to keep a low profile is to appear as normal as I can."
Musashi got quickly dressed herself, and after her clothes were donned, she turned towards her Master. "I do think you should call me Miya around normal humans, that I think will be able to, as long as I get some clothes more appropriate to this world and time," She chuckled, and gave him a smile and a playful wink. "Again I'll try use my spirit form only when its necessary, don't want to to light us up like a beacon." She wondered what her Master would suggest first, because considering these were the clothes she was summoned with, she couldn't really get around them. She would need other clothes to change in to. Preferably a couple sets of casual clothes, something that would allow her to remain inconspicuous.
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"Miya is a good nickname, I don't think most people will imagine your true name based off of that." he said, shaking his head. "If you're going to stay manifested though we'll have to get you some proper clothes then. Something a bit more casual and nondescript." Jun spoke, thinking for a moment. "I know a few clothing stores we can go to and keep a low profile at. You can wear one of my shirts and some pants until we can get you something nice. Can just say you need new clothing or something like that." He snapped his fingers, thinking the stores they could go to. "Won't even need to call ahead of time, though we might need to get a good measurement for you." Though perhaps that was too formal or fancy?
"Just let me know when you're ready to leave. I'll need to reinforce the wards around the building a little but they'll last after we leave if they do. Mostly it keeps this building from being seen as a font of magical energy, and keeps you basically invisible even in spirit form."
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"I was thinking that too, it seems innocuous enough that no one should really get a handle on it," Musashi agreed. "If you think I should go into spirit form until we find a store or when we walk into one I can go into spirit form for a short bit. Honestly given some of the knowledge I have received from the Grail there might be places we can go that I wouldn't look too out of place. I'd say I'd lost my luggage or such. It's simple enough I'd say." Musash gave a hearty laugh. Frankly she wanted to stay manifested anyways. There was also the tactical advantage of not showing up to other servants and masters like a giant beacon. Granted while she could see and hear everything in spirit form, it wasn't nearly as fun or interesting as interacting was. Sure the Holy Grail granted her some information, but it only really seemed to come as it was needed. That and it didn't change her reaction to this new world, which was certainly excitement.
"Ooohhooo, you want to measure me?" Musashi teased, giving Jun a wink. "Anyways...I'm ready to go. Let me know what you need me to do." She got a little more focused, understanding that leaving the house could put a target on their back, but also because they would need to get her clothes if she wanted to stay manifested at times. She didn't have presence concealment like those of the Assassin class did, so it would be imperative to stay out of spirit form as often as she could.
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Seeing that Musashi could take things a bit more seriously was a relief, though he expected her to be able to do so. "Right now, we're probably safe still. Just try not to invest too much energy into anything and try to act Casual." he spoke, feeling that was the best way to put it. Without presence concealment they had to mute her magical signature as best as they could, so that meant making her look and feel like an ordinary civilian. It was with a bit of trepidation that he began to leave the home with her, but he hadn't felt the presence of anyone that could see through his wards, let along discern what the two were. His car was a more modern one, not the most fancy of cars but in fine condition with a dark blue color to it. Once the two were in, he'd look around briefly before beginning to drive off, taking a deep breath as he tried to relax.
Though that was still easier said than done, a hint of tension remained as he drove, even towards the shopping mall a bustling center of commerce still. He imagined that any servants or masters here wouldn't dare have an open confrontation in such a public space, though he knew not every servant would require or desire a drawn out fight in order to end the war. "We ought be fine for now, we'll try and find you some clothing so you can properly blend in. Shouldn't be too hard, there are plenty of clothing stores around here so if any call out to you, just let me know."
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"Oh, but of course."
Musashi of course could take things seriously it was just that she thought if one took things too seriously their nerves would overwhelm them. She understood that Jun wanted to take the situation seriously. It was a Holy Grail War after all. Perhaps it was a form of self-actualization. She felt confident that her master and her could face any of the problems that would be thrown their way. She knew her own skill and power, but it had not be tested. Honestly Musashi was a bit eager for battle. She wanted a challenge, a fight to test her skill and mettle. She'd have to wait till she was facing a proper servant though. Instead she would have to take things seriously at times, and try to keep her master at ease. Whenever her master would glance at her when they drove, she would flash him a smile trying to calm him down.
As much as Musashi had some of the information about the modern world provided by the Grail, a feature that Holy Grail seemed to provide during these Holy Grail Wars she was still amazed by it all. Cars were fascinating to be sure, but the way in which Japan changed and grew was both inspiring and daunting to her. Her eyes at up all of these facets of modern Japan. When they finally arrived towards a shopping mall Musashi herself felt a bit ecstatic. "Hmm, well we should probably find me some casual clothes first, then some other stores to be sure." Musashi grabbed her master's hand. Dressed in her garb she must have looked like some otaku cosplayer dragging her beleaguered boyfriend along.
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Thankfully most around probably just saw the two as a cosplayer or some sort of geeky babe looking to do a photoshoot or the likes. That didn't bother Jun too much. At most there would be some talk about an unusually dressed woman and a more modest man making some waves, but it would hopefully be hard to pin them down once things were more settled and she had proper clothing. The stores here were varied enough that they could find any sort of clothes she wished, and he was not in any particular rush so he wasn't about to hurry her. From modern, trendy clothes to things more modest or classy, there was something to be found for just about everyone here. "Well, I suggest picking a few outfits." Jun spoke. "Just so we can keep you from being too easily identified by one set of clothes." He then clarified, money was no real issue to him at the moment given that he could very well die should they make a mistake or slip up, so he was just happy to make sure that things would progress somewhat smoothly. The mall wasn't super crowded either since it was still morning, so while there were some passerbys, it was clear that the real rush and bustle of shoppers wouldn't be around for another hour or two, given the time of day.
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"Of course! Just hope I don't put too much of a dent in your wallet," Miya laughed, slapping Jun a bit on his back. She yanked into the first store she had a good feeling about. She had spent about five minutes looking over a couple of outfits, and then went around picking out a couple of clothes. Of course she had also made Jun probably feel flustered as she kept him nearby, like a girlfriend dragging her poor boyfriend along for a shopping trip. When she had grabbed her first outfit she dragged her master close to the changing room. Going inside and taking a few minutes to put on the firstoutfitfor him. Stepping out she was wearing a striped skirt, a simple white blouse (which was mostly covered by the sweater), a pale pink sweater, and a blackish-grey windbreaker of sorts.
"How's this look Ma-uh...Jun?" She asked, giving a slight twirl, her smile seemed to be beaming, clearly the woman seemed to be quite proud of her choices, and of course her bit of an ego was hoping that her summoner would agree as well.