Chapter 67: Fashion Queen (18+)

[Day: Wednesday]

[Time: Morning]

[Location: Home - Sanctuary City]

The morning sun beamed through the blinds of the share house, casting a warm glow illuminating the cozy home. Everyone else had already left to go to school or went out for activities, but I stayed behind to talk with my Love Demons about what occured yesterday.

"So you're saying Lotus is alive again? But I destroyed his stupid Philosopher's Stone when we fought! How the hell is he alive again?" Lustie asked, her tone a mixture of worry and annoyance as she paced around my room.

"He has Rebirth, Lustie. He isn't immortal, he's unkillable without the proper tools. He has the same ability as the Dark Lords that used to roam around Earth," Lust-E explained, watching Lustie pace around.

I tilted my head slightly, raising an eyebrow with confusion. "Dark Lords?"

"Ten insanely beautiful Dark Goddesses that used to terrorize Earth during the Zodiac Era hundreds of years ago. They are still alive, one because those bitches don't age, I mean they do age but they age very slowly, and two because of that Rebirth ability they have," Talenta explained, sitting beside me and looking through a book of ancient information.

"So, Lotus somehow got a hold of a Dark Lord or something?" I asked, genuinely curious.

"If he did, he would not be alive. The Dark Lords are like Ardor, they have their own agendas. The Dark Lords actually help protect Earth from Planetary Threats so they won't waste time on our issues. The only explanation I can come up with is he had access to Zodiac Records and Data somehow," Lustie answered, glancing over at me.

I glanced back at Lustie then sighed softly, closing my eyes. "So how do we stop him? Like how do we permanently get rid of him?"

"Unlike the Dark Lords whose souls can not be affected due to how strong they are now, Lotus's soul can be affected but that's not all. Lotus has an Achilles Heel," Talenta began, looking through all of the battle data Lust-E has been showing her. "His weak spot is the core of his body. He no longer has a heart, which makes him immortal and he has a high regenerative factor. By striking core of his body he will not be able to heal that damage fast enough and it will damage his soul, something you did.."

Talenta showed me the first battle I had against Lotus and slowed down the part where I used my Destiny Overdrive against him. I closely watched the battle, analyzing every second of the battle then noticed once he was engulfed by the blast, his would was starting to get damaged.

"Right there, at this very moment, you truly damaged an immortal man. However he was smarter, falsely revealing that his Philosopher's Stone is his Achilles Heel. He knew you two would take the bait and because of that he outplayed everyone," Talenta explained, swiping away the digital interfaces.

I groaned softly and laid back on the bed, my head gently falling upon Luckie, who had been asleep the entire time. "As if this gang war wasn't hard enough, we gotta add immortals to this equation.."

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke our train of thought. I sat up and noticed Melissa peaking her head into the door with a soft smile.

"Good morning, Shiro..~ I wanted to see if you were okay," Melissa said softly, her eyes scanning the room.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Mel. You can come in," I said as I stood up, stretching my arms and letting out a soft sigh.

Melissa walked into my room, closing the door behind herself then approached me. She gently took my hands then took a deep breath. "Can I ask for your help?"

"With?" I questioned, slightly tilting my head a bit.

"Well...I need some help with my fashion journey and the girls are all gone and Mark is with his girlfriend right now. And I really just want someone to come with me to the city and hang out," Melissa said, her voice soft and hopeful that I would accept her request.

I smiled warmly at Melissa, gently squeezing her hands. "Alright, Mel. I'll come with you."

[Melissa's Affection Meter rose to 25%]

Melissa giggled with happiness, throwing her arms around me and hugged me tightly. "Thank you!~ Oh this is gonna be so great!~"

I chuckled softly as I embraced her as well, holding her closely. Melissa locked eyes with me then we shared a soft kiss, our kiss lasting a few sweet moments. Once she broke the kiss, she stepped back a bit with her hands behind her back.

"Don't take too long getting ready~" Melissa said in a singsong tone, giggling as she left my room.

"Well she seems to be in high spirits today," Passion said, a soft chuckle escaping her.

I chuckled softly then walked to my closet to pick out some clothes then made my way to the bathroom to get ready for my date with Melissa. As I got ready, my thoughts drifted to the conversation before and how I would deal with Lotus once and for all.

[Day: Wednesday]

[Time: Noon]

[Location: Sanctuary City]

Melissa and I stepped into a cozy burger place, the aroma of grilled meat and the hum of conversation creating a welcoming atmosphere. The restaurant was bustling with lunchtime patrons, the clinking of cutlery and low chatter blending into a soothing background noise. We found a booth near the window, where the sunlight streamed in, casting a warm glow over the checkered tablecloth and creating a comforting ambiance.

As we settled into our seats, I picked up the menu, my eyes scanning the options. I glanced up and noticed Melissa's thoughtful expression, her eyes distant as if lost in contemplation.

"Something on your mind?" I asked, curiosity tinged with concern, breaking the silence.

Melissa looked up, a small smile playing on her lips, her fingers idly tracing the edge of the menu. "Yeah, I guess. I've been thinking a lot about my fashion journey lately. I really want to impress my mentor with some ideas I'm thinking about. Her name is Monika Davidson."

Our conversation paused momentarily as the waiter arrived to take our orders. After having our orders taken, a few moments later they came back with our burgers. The sight and smell of the perfectly grilled patties, topped with fresh lettuce, tomatoes, and melted cheese, made our mouths water. We both thanked the waiter and started eating, the initial bites filling us with warmth and satisfaction.

As we enjoyed our meal, Melissa began to open up, her voice carrying a mix of passion and vulnerability. "Monika is the best fashion designer in all of Destiny Islands. Like I mentioned before, she's my mentor, and I've learned so much from her. But sometimes, I feel like I need to work even harder to live up to her expectations."

I nodded, chewing thoughtfully as I listened. I swallowed then spoke, my tone reassuring and sincere. "I get that. It's not easy trying to impress someone you look up to. But from what I've seen, you're doing an amazing job. Your designs are unique and creative."

Melissa's eyes lit up at my words, a genuine smile spreading across her face. "Thanks, Shiro. That means a lot coming from you." Her voice was soft, filled with appreciation, and a hint of renewed confidence.

As we continued eating, our conversation shifted naturally to their plans for the day. We shared stories and laughs between bites, the initial tension easing into a comfortable camaraderie.

I finished my burger and wiped my hands with a napkin, leaning back slightly. "So, the mall next?" I asked, my tone light and eager.

"Yeah," Melissa replied, a determined glint in her eyes. "I have a few ideas for new outfits, and I could use your help picking out the right pieces." She seemed energized by the prospect, her earlier doubts replaced with enthusiasm.

I smiled, feeling a sense of excitement for the day ahead. I enjoyed spending time with Melissa, appreciating her creativity and drive. "Let's do it," I said, my voice matching her enthusiasm.

We stood up, leaving a tip on the table before heading towards the exit. The sun was still shining brightly outside, promising a beautiful day for our fashion adventure. As we walked out together, I felt a renewed sense of purpose, ready to support Melissa in her journey and looking forward to what the day would bring.

[Day: Wednesday]

[Time: Afternoon]

[Location: Sanctuary City Mall]

The bustling energy of Sanctuary City Mall enveloped us as Melissa and I stepped inside. The colorful displays and lively atmosphere were invigorating, with the sounds of cheerful chatter, the clinking of hangers, and the soft background music blending into a vibrant symphony. We made our way through the crowd with purpose, Melissa's eyes already scanning for our first destination.

"Okay, first stop, that boutique over there," Melissa said, pointing to a chic store with elegant mannequins in the window, each dressed in the latest fashion trends.

Inside, we were greeted by rows of stylish clothing and accessories, each item meticulously arranged to catch the eye. The air was filled with the subtle scent of fresh fabric and perfume. Melissa's eyes sparkled with excitement as she began browsing through the racks, her fingers gliding over the fabrics. I followed closely, offering my opinions and helping her choose outfits that would showcase her talents.

"This one looks great," I said, holding up a sleek black dress with intricate detailing. "It really highlights your sense of style."

{Melissa likes it...}

{Talent EXP +9500 (Fashion Sense)}

Melissa took the dress and examined it, her expression thoughtful. "Yeah, I like it. I'll try it on." She disappeared into the fitting room, leaving me to browse nearby.

When she emerged in the dress, she did a little twirl for me to see. The dress hugged her figure perfectly, and the elegant cut accentuated her natural grace. "What do you think?"

"You look fantastic," I said, genuinely impressed. My eyes reflected my admiration. "Monika's going to be blown away."

{Melissa's Affection Meter rose to 45%}

Encouraged by my words, Melissa beamed and continued searching for more outfits. We moved from row to row, isle to isle, each one offering a new array of possibilities. Melissa tried on various outfits, from chic blouses to stylish skirts, and I provided feedback, always honest but supportive.

"This jacket would go perfectly with those jeans," I suggested, holding up a trendy denim jacket with unique embellishments.

Melissa tried it on, checking her reflection in the mirror. "You're right, it's perfect. I feel like this is exactly what Monika would appreciate."

We continued this way, our dynamic growing more comfortable and collaborative with each outfit. My keen eye for detail and Melissa's innate fashion sense made us an effective team. By the time we were done, Melissa had selected a few key pieces that she felt confident about.

As we made our way to the checkout, the excitement and satisfaction on Melissa's face were palpable. The bags in our hands were more than just clothing; they represented her creativity and hard work.

"You've got some great stuff here. Monika's going to be really impressed," I said, my voice filled with genuine encouragement.

"I hope so," Melissa said, her smile widening. "Thanks for all your help, Shiro. I couldn't have done this without you."

I grinned, feeling a sense of pride and joy in having helped her. "Anytime, Melissa. I'm glad I could be a part of this."

{Melissa's Affection Meter rose to 60%}

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Taking a break from our shopping spree, Melissa and I found a cozy seating area in the mall and sat down with drinks from a nearby café. The seating area was inviting, with plush, comfortable chairs arranged around low wooden tables. Soft, ambient music played in the background, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods. It was the perfect spot to relax and reflect on our day.

"Today was amazing," Melissa said, taking a sip of her iced latte. The cool drink was refreshing after hours of shopping, and she savored the taste. "I feel so much more confident about my work now."

"I'm glad to hear that," I replied, my eyes warm with encouragement as I stirred my cappuccino. "You've got a lot of talent, Melissa. Sometimes it just takes a little push to see it yourself."

Melissa nodded, her expression thoughtful as she cradled her drink. "Monika has always been such a big influence on me. I just want to make her proud."

"You will," I said firmly, leaning forward slightly to emphasize my point. "Maybe you should reach out to her, show her what you've been working on. She'd be impressed with how much you've grown."

{Melissa's Affection Meter rose to 75%}

Melissa's eyes brightened at the suggestion, a smile spreading across her face. "Yeah, I think I will. It's been a while since I updated her on my progress." She paused, looking at me with gratitude. "Thanks, Shiro. You've really helped me today. Your support means a lot."

I smiled, the corners of my eyes crinkling. "Anytime, Melissa. We're a unit, babe. I'm here to support you. Seeing you succeed makes me happy."

We sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, enjoying our drinks and the tranquil atmosphere of the café. The mall's hustle and bustle seemed distant, and this little oasis offered a moment of peace and clarity.

As we gathered their bags and prepared to leave, Melissa felt a renewed sense of determination. She stood a little taller, her steps more assured. With my support and her own hard work, she knew she could impress Monika and take her fashion journey to the next level.

"Let's head out," I said, holding the door open for her. The late afternoon sunlight streamed in, casting a golden glow over the entrance. "The future looks bright."

Melissa walked through, her confidence radiating as she stepped into the sunlight. "Yeah, it does," she replied, her voice filled with conviction and optimism.

Together, we walked out of the mall, the day's successes fueling Melissa's spirits. As we made our way back to my car, the bond between us felt stronger than ever, and Melissa's heart was light with the promise of what was to come.

[Day: Wednesday]

[Time: Evening]

[Location: Home - Sanctuary City]

Melissa and I returned to the share house, the excitement of our shopping spree still buzzing between us. With arms full of shopping bags, we headed upstairs to Melissa's room. The space was a creative haven, filled with fashion sketches, fabric samples, and design tools scattered around, exuding an atmosphere of creativity and inspiration.

Setting the bags down, Melissa turned to me with a smile. "Ready to start sketching?"

"Absolutely," I replied, my eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. "Let's see those outfits come to life."

Melissa quickly arranged her room for the session, laying out the new clothes and organizing her tools. I set up a sketchpad and a few pencils, ready to capture Melissa's style and beauty through my drawings. The energy in the room crackled with creative anticipation.

"Okay, first outfit," Melissa announced, disappearing behind a changing screen. Moments later, she emerged in a chic ensemble, striking a confident pose. The outfit highlighted her keen eye for fashion, a mix of modern trends with a touch of her unique flair.

My pencil moved swiftly across the paper, capturing every detail. "You look great, Melissa. This outfit really suits you."

{Melissa's Affection Meter rose to 85%}

Melissa blushed slightly, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. My words, filled with sincerity, made her heart flutter. As the session progressed, she changed into different outfits, each one showcasing her unique sense of fashion. With each change, I offered encouraging words, making her feel more at ease and appreciated.

"How about this one?" Melissa asked, stepping out in a bold, colorful dress that flowed gracefully around her.

I looked up, my eyes scanning her form before I began to sketch. "It's perfect. The colors really bring out your personality." my gaze lingered on her, a soft smile playing on my lips as I captured her vibrant essence on paper.

{Melissa's Affection Meter rose to 90%}

As I sketched, the room filled with a creative energy. Melissa struck various poses, each one more dynamic than the last. The atmosphere grew more intimate, the connection between us deepening with each sketch and compliment. My focused attention made her feel special, my artistic talent adding a layer of intimacy to their interaction.

Despite her initial nervousness, Melissa found herself enjoying the process. My attention and special words of affection made her feel special, and her confidence grew with each drawing. Our hands would occasionally brush as we handed each other items, a gentle spark of connection with each touch.

After several outfits and countless sketches, we took a break to review the drawings. I laid out the sketches on the bed, and we both sat down to examine them. The proximity brought a sense of comfort and closeness.

"These are amazing," Melissa said, her eyes wide with admiration. "You really captured my style...and figure perfectly."

I smiled and softly chuckled, pleased with her reaction. "Thanks, Melissa. It helps that you have such a great sense of fashion. These outfits really work well for you." my gaze lingered on her, filled with admiration and warmth.

We discussed the sketches, with me offering my artistic insights and Melissa sharing her thoughts on the designs. The collaboration was seamless, our ideas blending together to create something truly special. The discussion flowed effortlessly, punctuated by shared laughter and moments of thoughtful silence.

As the evening drew to a close, Melissa felt a sense of accomplishment and excitement for the future. With my support and her own determination, she knew she was on the right path to impress her mentor and achieve her dreams. The time we had spent together had not only been productive but had also strengthened our bond.

"Thank you, Shiro," Melissa said, giving me a warm smile. She stepped closer, her gratitude evident in her eyes. "I couldn't have done this without you."

I returned the smile, feeling a deep sense of pride and happiness. I reached out, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "Anytime, Melissa. I'm always here to help." The gesture was tender, our closeness in the dim light of the room adding a layer of intimacy to the moment.

Melissa gently wrapped her arms around my nape, her body gently pressed against mine. Her gaze locked onto mine and her lips parted to speak. "If you want...I can get changed without the screen blocking your view..~"

I let out a soft chuckle, sensing her lust awakening. "Well I'm not forcing you, but if you're offering..." I replied in a soft, sultry tone.

Melissa's heart skipped a beat from the way I spoke to her. She gave me a coy smile, stepping backwards and let her hair down. She then began to undress herself slowly, revealing her black lingerie she wore underneath. She was putting on a show for me, wanting me to watch every second of this moment.

Once she got fully undressed, she made her way toward me, sinking down to her knees, pulling down my pants and underwear. Melissa slowly pushed me down onto her bed and took my shaft into her mouth, moving her head up and down. As she sucked, she moved her head lower, attempting to take in more of it. My hand found its way to the back of her head, my eyes stuck on Melissa. I was enjoying her blowjob and she was completely consumed in pleasuring me.

After minutes of sucking, she stood up, wanting me to completely dominate her. I stood up and pulled her toward me, my excitement evident as my member was pressed against her stomach.

I spun her around and Melissa instinctively bent down, her hands on the bed and she spread herself. I chuckled softly at her eagerness, gently placing my hand on her back. "You're the second person to have spread yourself for me..~"

"Well, I am excited and my body wants you to the point I will explode if I don't have you..~" Melissa giggled softly, looking back at me and wiggling her ass in front of me.

Once I entered her, Melissa couldn't help but gasp, her hands gripping the covers. I firmly placed my hands on her hips, setting a rhythm as I pounded her. Melissa lowered her head, her face completely flushed and her moans bouncing off the walls. Melissa glanced back at me, her lovestruck eyes meeting mine.

With each thrust, my pace intensified and each blow strengthen causing Melissa to bury her face into her covers, her moans of pleasure now muffled. Melissa body shuddered in my hands, the pleasure she felt inside becoming overwhelming.

I gently gripped her hair and began to drill my shaft deeper inside her, causing her to squeal with pleasure. "Already close..?~" I chuckled seductively, my thrusts only growing harder.

Melissa gripped her covers tightly and panted heavily as she was growing closer to the edge. "Haah..!~ You're...so g-good..!~"

Melissa's moans continued to grow louder as she grew closer to her climax. Soon, she let out a groan of pure ecstasy as she came, her body and voice trembling with pleasure.

I gave her a few moments to rest before she was ready to get back into actions. Holding her close, I got on the bed with her and she soon mounted on top of me, wanting to take control now. She placed her hands on my chest, slowly moving her hips side to side, getting comfortable while on top of me.

Melissa began to ride me, moving her hips back and forth passionately along my member. She began to heavily pant and whine loudly, her body unable to contain the immeasurable sensation inside. She could no longer control herself, squirting uncontrollably for what felt like an eternity for her.

She continued to ride me with an intensity, like her entire livelihood and her existence was at stake, her excited squeals escaping her as she felt each smack land true on her butt. She moved up and down, allowing the crown of my member to graze upon her G-Spot, causing her to feel weak inside as the pleasure began to overwhelm her once again.

"Oh my god...Oh...fuck..." Melissa spoke softly in between her moans and pants, slowly reaching another powerful orgasm.

I pulled Melissa down, wrapping my arms around her and thrusting quickly inside her. The pleasure greatly intensified for Melissa, her mind slowly blanking out from the intensity, now only filled with the lustful thoughts of me and the moment. Melissa began to reach new heights of pleasure that she never imagined she could feel in this lifetime.

"Shiro!!~ Don't... stop..!!~" Melissa cried out uncontrollably, her tears of pleasure slowly welling in her eyes.

Melissa covered her mouth, her breath hitching in her throat as her second climax taking over her body. She rose her hips quickly, squirting once again and making a mess on her bed. She began to feel pure ecstasy, her whimpers loud as she tried to calm her body down.

Once Melissa calmed down, she sunk down on my cock once again, obsessed with the feeling of me being inside her. This moment gave her so much life, her body feeling more alive than its ever have been. She couldn't control the sensations anymore, not that she even had any control.

As she rode me with vigor, I began to grow closer to my own climax. I held her closely, my pants growing a bit heavier. "I'm getting close..!" I warned, soft moans escaping my lips.

Melissa grew more excited, her gasps and moans growing louder as she began to rock her hips with purpose. Her movements rocked the bed, causing it to squeak and rock as her desire for my warm release grew more evident with her lovestruck gaze.

"Give it to me~ Please..~ I...want it..~" She begged, her movements unending and her tone desperate and needy.

I gripped her thigh as she began to move her hips faster, my grip slowly tightening the closer I got to finishing. Soon, I bucked my hips, erupting inside her and caused her to moan passionately and raise her head. A faint glow appeared on her chest, forming into a True Love Sigil.

{Love/Lust EXP +25,000}

{Bond with Melissa MAX!}

{Achievement Unlocked: Maxed Out the Four Sanctuary City Girls.}

{Reward: Ambition EXP +15,000, New Event Available for College Storyline.}

Melissa laid on top of me, now drained and exhausted. She could feel her womanhood slightly pulsing and her heart still racing from the moment. "That was...the best thing I've ever felt.."

I chuckled softly at her statement, gently running my fingers through her hair. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself..~"

Melissa yawned softly and her eyes narrowed to the drawings that were ruined by the mess we made. "Looks like we're gonna have to start over..~ Maybe we should've cleaned up before we decided to let our temptations consume us..~"

"It's no worries, Mel..~ I'm already ready to help you when you need it most..~" I chuckled softly, resting my hands on her body.

Melissa nodded, slowly closing her eyes to rest. "Goodnight, baby..~"

"Goodnight, babe...rest well.." I said softly, gently kissing the top of her head.

Melissa soon fell into a deep and restful sleep while on top of me. I smiled at how peaceful and serene she looked, her calmness warming my heart. I finally closed my eyes and rested my eyes as well, ready to tackle tomorrow head on.

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