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"Taku..."
"Oh, Taku!"
"It's time for you to get up sleepy head! You've got a big day ahead of you!" A familiar voice continued to call out to him.
An unpleasant grumble left Takumi. If it was any other day, he would've been elated to have his beloved Seira-tan wake him up in the morning like this, but his head was pounding so much right now that all he wanted to do was keep sleeping.
"You can't keep sleeping all day Taku! If you don't get up, then who will conquer the world of ESO without the brave and courageous Neidhardt there?" She asked.
They can live one day without me, he internally responded. It was clear that hell must've frozen over if he had thought that because normally he would have never taken a comment like that lying down. When it come to the topic of ESO he did everything he could to maintain his status as one of the best players, it didn't matter if had to pull all-nighters for events, had to spend days grinding to get the best items, or had the unfortunate luck of being paired up with the worst ESO players there were, he always made sure that no matter the situation or circumstances he was under that he would always come out on top.
Typically, at this point in the morning he would've already rushed out of his bed and logged onto ESO so he could start playing, but he had felt like such shit today that he only wanted to get up out of the bed unless he absolutely had to.
"Fine, if that's not enough to motivate you to wake up then..." Seira-tan started to say before she suddenly paused mid thought and contemplated what she wanted to say next.
"What about instead of you playing ESO I let you play with me instead?" She offered in a suggestive tone.
Play with her instead...? Takumi thought as he felt the blood rush to his head (and not to the one connected to his neck).
She couldn't have meant that could she? It's not like the two of them hadn't done it before. He had spent many mornings fantasiz- I mean living through that exact scenario with her, but before he could open his mouth to ask her if that was the case, he felt someone slide under the covers next to him and place a small hand on the side of his face.
"It's a different kind of activity that playing ESO, but I'm sure you'll have fun playing with me too Taku," She spoke up and said with a smile on her face.
"I mean you get to do whatever you want with me as long as you just wake up and show me that smiling face for yours," She continued to explained as she caressed his face, "There's nothing more exciting I can think of for you than that."
Doing whatever I want with my beloved Seira-tan... A dumb expression appeared on Takumi's face as he thought of it. She was right, he really didn't think there was anything in the world that could excite him more than that.
"Or could it be that the real reason you don't want to get up out of bed is because you're alright with me feeling lonely?" She asked in a worried tone.
She had been putting on a brave face so far, but maybe that was just the reality of the situation. Maybe Takumi didn't care about her as much as he used to.
Hearing the neediness in her voice, Takumi hurriedly opened his eyes and mouth to explain to her that wasn't the case, but when he opened his eyes and mouth to look at her and speak he realized she wasn't there and that he had awoken in a room he didn't recognize.
Confused about his surroundings, Takumi forced himself to sit up, despite his half groggy state, to get a better idea of where he was.
He was certainly in bedroom, but it was one that clearly was not his own. There were random piles of clothes thrown across the place that he didn't recognize, there were too many posters of 3-D girls instead of 2-D ones adorning the wall, and finally the biggest difference between this bedroom and his own was the fact that this place had actual walls attached to it and wasn't just the inside of a shipping container.
He felt his heart rate start to pick up, it's not like the place was particularly scary by all means, it did just look like an ordinary bedroom after all, but still he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He had woken up in an unfamiliar place for unknown reasons, so no matter how normal it may look from the outside it still didn't help his paranoia.
"Shit..." Takumi mumbled out as he put a hand to the top of his head and felt his pound once more. He needed to get out of here and go home, or at least get out of here and find some place with medicine to deal with this awful headache of his because he didn't know how much longer he could go on like this for.
After tearing the covers off, him, Takumi placed both of his hands on either side of him so he could push himself off the bed, but when he did that he felt a weird silky texture under his left hand that didn't belong to the bed cover. Naturally, curious of what it could be he looked over to get a closer look at it and saw...
A b-bra?! He internally shouted as he instinctively jumped up from his spot and saw the purple and black laced bra in the spot where his left hand had used to be.
What the hell would a bra be doing here?! Takumi freaked out as he stared at the sight before him. Now that he looked a bit longer there was a similar colored woman's underwear next to it too, but that only made the situation more confusing because what on earth was a bra and women's underwear doing in the same bed he was sleeping it?! Neither of those undergarments had certainly belonged to him after all!
Wait... Could it be possible that I had fallen victim to the temptation of a 3-D woman last night?! Takumi's face had started to burn at the thought. No! That just couldn't be true! His heart was only set for the world of 2-D and for his main waifu Seira-tan so there was absolutely no way he would ever succumb to the temptations of a 3-D woman!
Yeah, there just had to be some other explanation for the women's underwear being there! He's sure if he just kept looking around then something about the situation would finally come back to him.
However, when Takumi looked down that's when he came to the horrible realization about himself and that was the fact that he wasn't wearing his own clothes.
He hadn't noticed it at first because they were pretty comfy and they looked similar enough to clothes he would usually wear at home, but on further inspection he realized the clothes that he was wearing were did not belong to him. He was wearing a red long sleeved shirt and blue sweatpants, not the school uniform he had been wearing when he last went out.
Right! When I had last gone out! Takumi suddenly realized. With how bad his head had been hurting ever since he had woken up he had been having trouble remembering what he had been doing before he got here, but seeing his clothes (or lack of correct ones) had made him remember a little bit.
He was pretty sure that yesterday Misumi had dragged him to the FES concert straight after school, so that's why he remembers last being in his uniform.
But if that was true and I did end up going to the concert, then how did I end up here? Takumi wondered as he glanced around at his surroundings once more. He didn't understand how he had gone from a concert venue to a bedroom he didn't recognize.
Wait! That crazy singer chick at the concert! He suddenly shouted in his head. Yeah, now that he remembered it she had locked eyes with him during her concert for a creepily long time during the middle of the performance. Could it be possible that she was the one that brought him back here?
Upon further examination, there were multiple women's underwear thrown across the room so it wouldn't be too crazy to think that this might be her room, but if it was her room then why had she brought him here? What would cause her to bring him here after the concert?
Had she fallen head over heels with him when they first locked eyes together, so that's why she dragged him back to her place so the two of them could hook up together? It would explain why he was in different clothes from yesterday and why he had found that underwear next to him when he tried to get up out of the bed, but something didn't seem entirely right about that train of thought to him either.
A pit in his stomach started to form, it felt like she had dragged him here for some different more nefarious purpose as well, but he couldn't explain exactly why. He tried to rack his mind to figure out what could be making him feel this way, when he suddenly remembered the last lyrics he remembered FES singing before his memory from yesterday started to get all foggy. She had sung some lyrics that mirrored the recent New Gen cases perfectly, almost as if she knew what was going happen before it actually did.
Was it possible that she was the New Gen killer and she had just lured him here to be her next victim? Misumi had heard a rumor that it was possible a cute girl was behind it, so combined with that fact and that fact that she knew so much about it, it wouldn't be crazy to think that she was the one orchestrating it all.
He shook his head back and forth to knock some sense into himself. His mind was running with a thousand different possibilities each more anxiety inducing than the last, it didn't matter whether she had brought him here for love or for murder all he knew was that he had to get out of here fast.
He looked for the door of the bedroom and quickly, but quietly made his way over to it trying not to make to noise. He cautiously grabbed the door knob and slowly creaked the door of the bedroom open, so he wouldn't alert any one of his intention of leaving this place.
When he opened the before he was greeted by the sight of a small living room with an even smaller open floor plan kitchen, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about it beside the fact that he heard a shower running in the background when he entered the room.
She must be busy taking a shower in the bathroom right now, now might be my best time to leave without being notice, Takumi thought to himself as he slowly made his way to what he hoped was the front door of the apartment.
If this was a visual novel this would have been the perfect time for him to "accidentally" walk into the bathroom and stumble on a shower CG of the heroine. But no matter how tempting it was to make that a reality, given how hot (and possibly also crazy) FES was, he ultimately decided against it. He was trying to be stealthy about his escape after all and going directly to her, especially since he was still unaware of her intentions with him didn't seem all that smart, so he stuck to his original plan of getting the hell out of there.
Once Takumi had snuck his way over to the front door, he slowly reached his hand out to the knob and began to turn it in its place. He had been trying to be discreet about the whole thing, doing his best not to make any loud noises as he attempted to exit so he wouldn't alert anyone of his presences, but it seemed like he had the unfortunate luck of turning what must've been the loudest knob in the world because the moment he had started to turn it he's pretty sure that just the mere sound of the turn of the knob was enough to start earthquakes on continents on the other side of the world.
Takumi felt sweat run down his face as he heard the sound of running water suddenly stop. She must've heard him trying to leave and had stopped mid shower to come check on him. He was still unsure of what her relationship was to him, whether she was friend or foe. All he really was sure of was the fact that if he didn't get out of here now then this really might be his last chance of escaping without her noticing, so he desperately rustled the door knob as much as he could to get it open, not giving two shits about how loud he was being, but it was no use the thing was completely locked.
Realizing that all too late though, Takumi heard a door creak open from behind him and a voice call out to him.
"Taku, are you finally awake?" The voice asked him.
At first Takumi had tensed up hearing the other person speak, he had been caught in the act of trying to escape so of course he would freeze up, but when he listened to the voice, like really listen to it, he realized the voice wasn't mad at him if anything it sounded concerned. That wasn't the only thing strange though about the voice either it sounded rather familiar too, but that voice didn't belong to Seira-tan. No, he recognized it all too well it belonged too...
"Mi-Misumi?!" Takumi turned and exclaimed when he saw the familiar teen standing in the bathroom doorway.
Except for the single towel wrapped around his waist and the one he was holding in his hand to dry off his hair, Misumi was standing there completely sopping wet and naked! The water made his skin glistening in completely unnatural ways and without his school uniform he usually wore he was seeing parts of Misumi's body that he had never seen before, but despite all that the biggest question that came to his mind when he first saw Misumi was...
"What are you doing here?!" Wasn't he supposed to be at that crazy singer girl's place so why on earth was Misumi here and why had he just come out of the shower?
Wait, could it be that just like him FES had also had her way with him last night and he had just cleaned himself up in her shower after a conquest well done? Had she used her natural skills of seduction to lure them both back to her house so she could make them the next New Gen murder victims? His stomach started to turn as he remembered the person he saw repeatedly crucified to the wall when he walked home a while back, he didn't want something like that to happen to either Misumi or him, the two of them had to escape this place fast.
"Eh? Why wouldn't I be here? This is my place," Misumi gave him a confused look and responded.
"Y-Your place?!" Takumi stuttered at the revelation. So the two of them weren't at that crazy singer chick's house?
"Yeah, my house man. Wait, could it be you seriously don't remember why we are both here?" Misumi asked, "I brought you back here after the FES concert remember?"
Why would he bring me back to his house after the concert...? Takumi thought. Let's review the facts here, if this was Misumi's house and not that singer chick's house then that meant he had woken up in what was (presumably) Misumi's bed and if he was wearing entirely different clothes than what he remembered wearing then they probably belonged to Misumi too, and if Misumi had just come out of the shower like he washed up after a night of long strenuous activities then that could only mean...
The two of them had totally scored!
Takumi's face went on fire at the thought, there was no way that could be true could it? I mean Misumi bragged about how many girls he got with all the time, so it would be unheard of if he got with a guy. At best, maybe he could see Misumi getting with a femboy if he was feeling really open minded that day, but still it was hard to imagine the two of them together. I mean he didn't even look like a femboy! With the bags under his eyes, his greasy hair, and his terrible body odor he was as nasty otaku as they come! Which was totally not what he would've imagined what Misumi's type of guy was.
"That's not true, if anything I find that nasty otaku part of you kind of hot," Misumi admitted.
"W-what?!" Takumi freaked out and said. Had he read his thoughts there?
"Yeah, there's something about that terrible stench of yours and how much of a mess you look like that really turns me on," Misumi said as he walked closer to the other boy.
"It does...?" Takumi nervously back up and asked till he felt his back hit the wall behind him. He was aware that there were people out there who were into that kind of stuff, but he never imagined Misumi was one of them.
A devilish smile appeared on Misumi's face as he pinned Takumi to the wall, "It does. There's something about seeing you with such an anxious expression on your face that really does excite me."
Takumi gulped at his friend's response, he really didn't know where this was going go next.
"Hey Taku, why don't we go for round two?" Misumi looked down at him and asked. Seeing the other boy like this, really was making him want to go at it again.
"Round two...?" Takumi asked as he focused his attention on the ground. He had a bad feeling he knew what Misumi was trying to suggest.
"Yeah, it seems like you forgot what the two of us did last night, despite how much you spent of it screaming out my name," Misumi said, which he thought was a real shame considering how cute he thought Takumi looked when did that.
"So why don't I take you back to my room and remind you what the "D" in Daisuke stands for?" Misumi lifted his friend's chin up and said with a smirk.
Explaining with words would've took way too long, so showing him what physically happened last night would've been far easier to do and way funnier too.
Squirming in place while trying his best to hide how embarrassed he was from Misumi, Takumi panicked and shouted, "I'm good on round two! If anything I think round one might've even been too much for me!"
His life was over! He couldn't believe he had done that with Misumi! His 2-D waifus would never forgive him for cheating on them like this!
"Round one and two? What are you talking about man? I was just trying to ask you if were feeling alright after last night since you were vomiting a lot," Misumi said as he stood in the bathroom doorway once more.
Blinking a few times to make sure he was seeing the situation correctly, Takumi noticed that Misumi was back in his spot from earlier. He was standing in the spot that he had been in before he had gone on a tangent about how he found that nasty otaku part of him hot and before he had suggested that he wanted to take him back to his room to make him scream out his name once more.
It was obvious that Misumi wasn't pretending to not know what he was talking about, the look of genuine confusion was very clearly written across his face, but if that was true and Misumi was telling the truth then that meant what he had just experienced must've been a delusion. Yeah, that just must've been it, because there was no way that Misumi would suddenly pin him to the wall like that and pretend it didn't happen. Still, if Misumi was telling the truth then that just brought about more questions like...
"I was vomiting?" Takumi asked.
What would have caused him last night to vomit a lot? Sure, he was still having trouble remembering the details of last night, but he swore he hadn't remembered drinking or eating anything out of the ordinary yesterday that would cause him to have an upset stomach.
"Yeah, mid-way through the concert you suddenly ran out of the building like a bat out of hell. I was worried about you so I went to go check on you and I saw you vomiting in a corner outside the building," Misumi started to explain, "I didn't know if someone gave you something funny to drink at the concert while I wasn't looking or if you were just having a panic attack, so I just ended up bringing you back to my place because I realized I didn't know where you live and it was the closest place I could think of bringing you."
"Oh, I see..." That's right no one else besides Nanami and his parents knew where he lived, so of course Misumi had thought bringing him back to his own place was the only option.
"I've been wondering for a while though... how did I end up in these clothes?" Takumi nervously spoke up and asked.
He knew the clothes he was wearing now must've belonged to Misumi considering he was in his house and all, but he was curious what had cause him to change from the school uniform he had been wearing at the concert to these new clothes now.
"When I waked you back to my house you vomited on your school uniform, so I gave you some of my old clothes to wear," the brunet explained.
"Since I sounded pretty sick last night did you know..." Takumi momentarily paused to consider if what he said next was a good idea, "personally change me...?"
He had never gone to PE class at school so he had never had the opportunity to change in front of Misumi or any other guy before, but still he couldn't help but feel subconscious about the idea especially now, considering he could practically see Misumi's naturally beautiful bishounen body on full display.
"Dude, no! You were conscious enough to change into the clothes I gave you," Misumi quickly explained with a flustered expression. It was hard to tell if he was flustered because he was embarrassed at the suggestion or insult by it.
"Hehe... that's good," Takumi reliefly replied. That solved one mystery, but still there were many questions left like...
"How did I end up in your bed?"
"You ended up crawling into there and crashing there yourself," Misumi answered, "Couldn't move you if I tried."
"Where... where did you sleep then?" Takumi nervously asked.
It couldn't be possible could it? If he had been asleep in what was (presumably) the only bed in the house, then did that mean that Misumi had no choice but to crawl into bed and sleep beside him?
He could imagine it, Misumi and him cuddled under the same blanket together. At first Misumi would fight the urge to get close to him. They were both guys after all, it would be weird if they got too close as the slept, but once his drowsiness would start to overcome him he would forget all about how weird it was and he'd let his body make the decisions for him. Unable to control his body as he slept, Misumi's body would unconsciously start to shift every so closer to the his own. It would end up shifting so much that eventually they could feel their foreheads pressed against one another's and the hair from their bangs would have started to intertwine with each other's own as well. The two of them would be so close to one another that all it would've took was one final shift in either of their sleep's for the two of them to start kissing one another.
"I slept on the couch," Misumi crushed Takumi's delusions and said, "You must've been lucky or something because I never would've even done something like that even if a girl had come over."
"What would you have done if I had been a girl instead?" Takumi asked. Misumi had told him he had girls over at his place all the time, so he couldn't help but be curious what he did when they came over.
"I would've crawled up into bed next to you," Misumi simply answered, "Though we wouldn't have done much sleeping if that had happened."
Takumi's face blushed at the implication. If he had been a girl, then maybe he really would have gotten to experience the "D" of Daisuke...
Wait, no why was he getting flustered like he actually secretly wanted that?! The only "Ds" he wanted to see was his favorite 2-D girls! So unless Misumi was planning on becoming a beautiful 2-D girl anytime soon then he wanted to see no part of his "D"!
"Hey, don't look that embarrassed man, I'm just messing with ya!" He replied, "Well, I probably would have done that if you were a girl, but since you're not one you don't have to worry about that."
How reassuring... Takumi sarcastically remarked in his head. Even if Misumi said that, his heart still felt in danger around him, he should do his best to be careful while he was still here. Misumi did have the home advantage here since they were both at his place after all.
"You know what you should go get washed up, it'll help you feel better after last night and get energized for the day," Misumi suddenly said as he started to push Takumi towards the shower.
Taking a refreshing shower had always helped him feel better after he got sick, so he figured it would work for Takumi too.
"I don't need to do that here! I can just go straight home and take a shower there!" Takumi loudly reminded him. He understood Misumi's intentions were good, but the idea of taking a shower at his place was way too awkward.
"Aww man, you can't leave right away! We never hang out together! Let's make a day out of it!" Misumi replied as he continued to push Takumi further into the bathroom.
If he brought Takumi along with him as he went out, then girls would surely start to flock to him once they realized what a nice guy he was for hanging out with his socially awkward shy friend like that. He couldn't let this perfect opportunity escape him so that's why under any circumstances he had to have Takumi hang out with him today.
"Though if you're just worried you won't know how to use my shower, you can always ask me for help and I'll make sure to come in and personally show you how to use it to its full potential," Misumi whispered that last part in a weirdly suggestive tone.
"I'll... I'll be fine handling myself!" Takumi insisted before he rushed into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. He's not sure if he had imagined Misumi whispering that last part in his ear or if that had actually happened, but either way he didn't want to take any chances.
"Great! I'll go get some new clothes for you to wear, so don't worry about that and just focus on getting ready," Misumi cheerily said from the other side of the door.
A sigh of relief left Takumi, once he heard the sound of Misumi's footsteps grow fainter as he went further from the door. He had successful avoided being swept away by Misumi once more. He didn't know what it was about being around the teen today that was causing him to act this strangely around him. He didn't know if he was acting this way because he still felt sick or if there was something about the air in Misumi's place that was causing him to act this way, but either way he needed to get a grip. It's not like he was the first person to be invited back to Misumi's place and he most certainly wouldn't be the last one either considering how much of a player Misumi was.
Yeah, Misumi didn't even do anything to hide it. His place was practically littered with evidence of past conquests all over it. With all the women's underwear he had hidden across various piles his room, how he conveniently had spare clothes for any guests that needed it, almost as if he was used to people ripping their clothes off around him, and how he always had a spare toothbrush for someone else despite living alone, it was obvious that he was used to bringing girl's to his place all the time.
Hell, with how often he brought girls over he wouldn't have even been surprised if Misumi had told him that he had brought some girls into this exact shower with him and-
He turned shower handle and blasted cold water in his face, he did not want to think about what Misumi did with other woman in here. He just needed to get in and out of here. The quicker he took his shower the sooner he would finally be able to leave this place.
...
"I feel ridiculous wearing this," Takumi said as he sat on Misumi's couch.
It's not like the clothes Misumi had given him were bad or anything. They were regular clothes that would've fit a normie like Misumi just fine, but they felt extremely out of place on him.
"They might be a tad big on you, but I think the bagginess actually goes with your charm," Misumi reassured him.
Takumi already had that naturally dorky look to him, so the bagginess of the clothes only enhanced it.
"But you know when you freshen up and put on some nice clothes you actually don't look half bad," Misumi remarked.
He had only ever seen Takumi in his school uniform, so it was a fresh of breath air to see him in something different.
"If I was a girl I might have even fallen for you if I was into the shy socially awkward types," the brunet admitted.
A blush spread across Takumi's face, Misumi falling in love with me as a beautiful girl...? The thought briefly crossed his mind for a moment, Misumi as a beautiful girl was certainly not a bad idea. Of course, he'd be 2-D in this scenario. He definitely didn't have the space in his heart for anyone from the land of 3-D after all, but still romancing a female Misumi might be nice.
He could envision it now, a female Misumi inviting him back to her place, clutching onto his clothes the moment he walked inside because she had been waiting all day to be with him. Once it was finally the two of them alone together in her house, she would be unable to control her desires for him anymore and she would grab him by the wrist so she could drag him back to her bed. Wasting no time once they got in there, she would pull Takumi down closer to her as she laid back on the bed so he was hovering over her and effectively pinning her to the bed. At that point the top of Misumi's shirt would have started to fall off exposing the purple and black laced undergarments she was wearing below, and she would look up at him with a desperate look on her eyes as she shouted, "Please stab me with your di-sword Taku!"
And unable to hold himself back after hearing her confess her deepest desires to him, he would lean down and show what the true power of the di-sword was to Misumi!
"What are you doing Taku?" Misumi asked as he saw his friend suddenly closing his eyes and kissing the air, "Oh did you just have a pervy thought right now?"
"No, I wasn't!" Takumi lied. He was just having a dream about unleashing his di-sword on him, it was a totally different thing! Though he still wasn't quite sure what a di-sword was yet or why he had imagined stabbing Misumi with it.
"You totally were man I can see it all over your face!" Misumi slid next to him and said, "C'mon spill the beans who was it about?"
"It was about no one!" Takumi insisted. It would have been too embarrassing to admit he had been thinking about getting all hot and heavy with a female version of him.
"So you admit that you did have a pervy thought though?" Misumi said with a smirk after catching the other boy's slip up.
Takumi's face burned, Misumi may have caught him there but he wasn't going speak anymore and give himself further away.
Seeing the other boy stubbornly stay silent Misumi grabbed the other boy by the wrist and said, "Fine, if you won't tell me, then I'll just drag you around with me as punishment."
If Takumi was going be a bad sport and not play along with him, then he might as well make his own fun with him instead.
"Where are we going?" Takumi asked as he followed behind the other boy. Misumi was already racing ahead of him as if he had all of this planned.
"We're going go out and spend the day together and go look at some cute chicks," Misumi explained, "Maybe if we try really hard enough we can even make that pervy dream of yours a reality!"
Unless you can genderbend yourself I highly doubt that, Takumi internally replied, but still spending the day with Misumi did sound kind of fun and having someone by his side to keep him protect with all the New Gen Cases going on wouldn't be bad either, so maybe he could humor him for now. He just hoped that he didn't have too many more strange delusions of him while the two of them hung out together.