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Capítulo 2211: Actions and Consequences

"What are you thinking about...?"

With Wu remaining silent even after his reciprocative confession, Vahn eventually gave in to the urge to ask what she was thinking about. In response, the petite monkey girl simply smiled before discreetly flexing the muscles of her pert and exceptionally toned bottom.

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Returning a smile of his own, Vahn attempted to decipher the meaning behind Wu's actions by observing the state of her body and aura. In the end, the conclusion he came to was that she simply didn't know what to say or do. He could sense that she was extremely giddy, but, a stark contrast to her usual self, she appeared reserved and calm.

(*This is rather unexpected...she appears to be letting you dictate how things develop...*)

Having reached a similar conclusion, the corners of Vahn's smile briefly curled upward as he cast an illusory barrier over the entire throne room. Then, just to be sure, he strengthened his hold on Wu's body and asked, "Are you sure about this...?"

Sensing the changes in her surroundings, Wu remained silent for several seconds before looking up at Vahn and answering, "I was...now that you're asking, I'm starting to have doubts. Are you usually this indecisive...?"

Shaking his head, Vahn moved one of his hands to gently caress Wu's abdomen as he explained, "If my previous reaction hadn't made it clear, I never expected you to come out like this. I'm extremely happy, but, at the same time, it feels like my plans have been derailed a bit...I sort of had something different in mind when I hosted this Gift Game..."

Though she briefly tensed when Vahn shifted his hand to her abdomen, it didn't even take a second for Wu to completely relax in his arms. She even placed one of her own hands over his, a contented smile developing across her face as she softly replied, "Yeah...to be honest, I hadn't actually thought things through before pressuring the old man to let me participate. It's just...Mount Huaguo has felt strangely lonely ever since you installed the teleportation ward..."

Resisting the urge to ask why she didn't just come and visit whenever she was feeling lonely, Vahn continued to caress Wu's abdomen until most of the cameras focusing on them naturally gravitated to other scenes. As groundbreaking as Wu's confession was, watching the two of them sit in silence wasn't particularly interesting. Thus, after observing them for the better part of ten minutes, most of the perspectives focusing on them simply shifted to other, more exciting scenes.

In spite of their increasing privacy, Vahn strengthened the illusory barrier surrounding himself and Wu before muttering, "I see..." in a soothing, affection-laden tone. Then, as his fingers traced over the golden buckle keeping her belt fastened around her waist, he added, "I will give you a choice, Wu...you can either tell me what you want or leave everything to me. Just know that if you choose the latter, there is a good chance I'll spoil you rotten..."

Amused by Vahn's words of warning, a playful snicker emanated from Wu's throat as she allowed her body to go limp in his embrace. This wasn't exactly the answer Vahn was looking for, but, after a moment of silence, he decided to just go with the flow as he scooped her unresisting body into his arms, gently cradling her as he whispered, "So be it..."

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Though she wasn't privy to what was going on behind the illusion Vahn had created, the sight of Wu seated atop his lap was enough to make Amaterasu feel anemic. She was already beginning to regret picking a fight with the Sage Dragon's Hearth. Now that Vahn had someone as troublesome as Wu on his side, Amaterasu wanted nothing more than the opportunity to go back in time and beat up her past self...

Unfortunately, even if she had realized the error of her ways, Amaterasu's pride wouldn't allow her to backpedal. This was a battle she had proactively sought, so, until the dust had settled, she would do everything her power to emerge victoriously. At the very least, she needed to take measures to ensure the standing of Kotoamatsukami wasn't irreversibly compromised as a result of her actions.

With this in mind, the color of Amaterasu's eyes shifted from a fiery violet to a pure, amber-esque hue. Immediately thereafter, she rose from her throne, a majestic and luminous aura exuding from her body as she coldly muttered, "Vahn Mason...I don't know if you're listening, but, if you are, know that I, Amaterasu Ōmikami have acknowledged your power and supremacy. The Kotoamatsukami will no longer oppose the Sage Dragon's Hearth. In exchange, I ask that you not intervene as I take steps to ensure my Community is not brought to ruin..."

Not expecting an answer, Amaterasu followed her statement by manifesting her sword, a legendary blade known simply as Eclipse. Before she could take a step forward, however, illusory kanji formed from flames appeared less than a meter away from her, stating:

"You touched my bottom line when you placed my children in jeopardy. I have no problem sparing you, but, unless you abandon the game here and now, expect to receive some form of punishment. This has nothing to do with holding a grudge; actions have consequences."

Seeing the illusory kanji, the golden coloration of Amaterasu's eyes briefly waned as her previously around pupils contracted into thin, cat-like slits. The knuckles of her left hand, the hand holding her katana, promptly became pure white, and, though she did her best to appear calm and composed, the vulpine ears atop her head began to twitch as a result of her frustration...

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Feeling a familiar warmth spreading through her mind and body, Caulifla opened her eyes with the expectation that Vahn would be near. Instead, she found herself seated half-naked atop a partially destroyed throne. The only other person present was Kale, who, after tuckering herself out, decided to curl up near Caulifla's feet and get some rest.

Seeing her loyal companion sleeping peacefully on the ground, a soft but clearly exasperated sigh escaped Caulifla's throat as she attempted to recall what had transpired prior to her collapse. The last thing she recalled was feeling extremely nauseous as an overwhelming, sweltering heat began to pervade her body. After that, she had completely blacked out...

"Vahn must have done something..."

Though there was a chance Kale had come to her rescue, the rejuvenating warmth permeating her body led Caulifla to believe Vahn had intervened. This left her feeling somewhat bitter, but, at the same time, a smile developed across her face as she muttered, "Looks like I'll need to 'reward' him once things calm down. I wonder if there are any positions he hasn't tried yet...?"

Seemingly in response to the sound of Caulifla's voice, Kale's brows began to twitch before she ultimately opened her eyes and sat up. For a brief moment, a look of confusion marred her face. Upon seeing Caulifla, however, tears began to swell in the corners of her eyes as Kale practically pounced on the wryly smiling Saiyaness, shouting, "Ane-saaaaaan...!" in a sobbing tone.

Suppressing a sigh, Caulifla dutifully wrapped her arms around Kale's body as the latter nestled into her chest and began to sob. This was the one aspect of Kale's temperament that she genuinely despised, but, having come to terms with it long ago, Caulifla accepted the woman's smothering, overly emotional ministrations with a smile.

"There, there...as you can see, I'm perfectly fine. Make sure to thank Vahn once we get back, okay?"

Hearing Caulifla mention Vahn, a low groan emanated from Kale's throat as her sobbing gradually began to wane. She 'really' didn't want to have to thank Vahn, but, after a moment of deliberation, she realized it was probably the right thing to do. She just hated the fact that she was always being indebted to him...

"Okay..."

Nodding her head in approval, Caulifla ran her fingers through Kale's long, paradoxically smooth yet spiky black hair. Her hairband had been destroyed when she began tapping into her power as the Legendary Super Saiyan, so, while she normally kept it tied up in a high ponytail, Kale's current hairstyle greatly resembled the mother of Goku, Gine.

Thinking of the petite Saiyaness, it wasn't long before Caulifla's mind wandered to Goku, and, as a result, Broly. She didn't want to admit it, but, had the two of them been present, they likely would have been able to seize victory without Vahn's help. Such realizations made Caulifla feel more than a little bitter, but, instead of letting it show, she adopted a tantalizing smile as she raised Kale's chin and asked, "You ready to run rampant...together...?"

Understanding the meaning behind Caulifla's words, Kale's nostrils began to flare noticeably as she excitedly replied, "Of course! To be one with Ane-san...there is nothing I desire more...!"

Chuckling in response to Kale's vigor, Caulifla grabbed the sides of her face before leaning down to give the overly excited Saiyaness a kiss. Vahn had given them the ability to perform a Potara Fusion without the need for Potara Earrings. The only caveat was that the fusion could only be undone by him, and, as per Caulifla's request, the method mandated a fair amount of debauchery...

Following a not-so-chaste kiss, a blinding, bluish-white light enveloped the bodies of Kale and Caulifla. When it faded, a lithe yet remarkably toned woman with the characteristics of both Saiyanesses appeared atop the throne Caulifla had previously been seated upon. Then, despite the fact she wasn't even trying to output any power, the surrounding throne room began to tremble as the metal comprising the throne began to slowly bend and buckle toward her, almost as if it was being drawn by a powerful gravitational force.

Staring at her outstretched palms, a predatory smile developed across the fused Saiyaness's face as she mused, "I seriously love this feeling..." in a voice that resembled two women speaking in perfect synchrony.

As the dominant personality, Caulifla was the main consciousness in control whenever she and Kale fused into the being known as Kefla. This allowed Caulifla to experience what it was like to possess Kale's truly unlimited potential. It was an incredibly intoxicating feeling, and, were it not for the fact she wanted to obtain such strength on her own, Caulifla may have wanted to stay fused indefinitely.

Kale certainly wouldn't mind...

Pulling out an incredibly durable scrunchie, Kefla took a moment to tie up her unruly hair before rolling her shoulders and popping her neck with a loud, satisfying pop. The area around her had already started to dissolve as a result of her ever-increasing energy, but, the moment the cracking sound emanated through the hall, it was like an invisible explosion had been triggered. As a result, even the near-indestructible throne behind her was reduced to molten slag as she slouched over, hands clasped into fists as she released a loud, empowering shout...

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Though people with the power to destroy planets weren't particularly rare within the Little Garden, watching a planet violently explode was always a humbling experience. Those that bore witness to such a scene rarely cheered. Instead, they were forced to stare in silence as a wave of existentialism washed over them. After all, compared to an entire planet, their existences were minute to the point of being inconsequential. Thus, while they were excited by the destruction of the first planet, most of the Little Garden's residents watched on in stunned silence as they resolved themselves never to oppose the Sage Dragon's Hearth...

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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'When it comes to pampering, Vahn may as well be a God (U w U)...','When will you people learn...when will you learn that your actions have consequences!?','A Legendary Super Saiyan with the mind, prowess, and ambition of a prodigy...too spooky...')

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Capítulo 2212: Shamelessness

Observing the sun's gradual disappearance over the horizon, Kenshin pulled out a device used to keep time, saying, "It appears Musashi will not be returning..."

Hearing Kenshin's remark, Amaterasu's shimmering golden eyes briefly passed over her before returning to the hearth she and Tamamo had gathered around for warmth. She wasn't very good at making casual conversation, so, while she was originally going to tell Kenshin to stop worrying over nothing, she ultimately decided against it.

Noticing her counterpart's behavior, a bell-like giggle emanated from Tamamo's throat before she promptly pounced to her feet and approached Kenshin's side.

Shifting her attention to the approaching fox girl, Kenshin was taken aback when Tamamo suddenly hugged her from behind. Fortunately, she was a long-time member of Nobu's Alcohol Appreciation Society, so, while she was marginally surprised by Tamamo's sudden closeness, she was intimately familiar with having her personal space violated by others.

"Tamamo...san...?"

Ignoring Kenshin's confused query, Tamamo pressed her face into the former's surprisingly soft and silky hair. She had actually expected Kenshin's peculiar black and white hair to be somewhat coarse. Instead, it was nearly as smooth as her own...

Venturing as to the reason, Tamamo gently caressed Kenshin's remarkably toned abdomen as she asked, "Does our beloved husband help to comb your hair...?"

Instead of responding to Tamamo's question, Kenshin stared down at where the vulpine woman's long and slender fingers were tracing around her navel. Until now, she had rarely ever interacted with Tamamo. Thus, while she was used to receiving this kind of treatment from Nobu, she didn't know what to make of it when someone she barely even knew was taking liberties with her body...

Though she could sense Kenshin's confusion, Tamamo didn't cease her actions. The dichromatic beauty had worn a black bikini with the intention of garnering attention during the Gift Game, so, while Tamamo knew very little about the legendary swordswoman, she felt compelled to 'assist' her on Vahn's behalf.

"Your body is tense with stress and anxiety...I can feel it in your muscles. What say you join me for a drink? Though it would be more appropriate to have you serve me, I don't mind compensating you for your dutiful service..."

Exhaling a sigh, Kenshin resisted the almost instinctual urge to refuse Tamamo's proposition. They would be working together until the end of the Gift Game, so, while she didn't think it was a good idea to get drunk, she didn't want to be the reason for needless tensions within their group.

Besides, if Nobu had been present, she would have been drunk and played to death hours ago...

"Very well..."

Having anticipated that Kenshin would put up more of a fight, Tamamo was somewhat surprised by her prompt acquiescence. Instead of letting it show on her face, however, she simply giggled before grabbing Kenshin's surprisingly firm bicep and guiding her over to their encampment. Then, for the remainder of the evening, she poured Kenshin quite a number of drinks before ultimately lending a thigh pillow to the surprisingly affectionate drunk...

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With her counterpart failing to appear during the day, Musashi, half-drunk eventually retreated to the comfort of her cottage.

Unsurprisingly, the interior of the cottage was much, much bigger than the exterior. There was also an attached bathhouse, so, after a moment of consideration, Musashi decided she would warm her body and calm her mind in its fragrant waters.

While others may have been cowed by the possibility of billions of people watching them bathe, Musashi had never been particularly shy. She also had absolute trust in Vahn, or, more specifically, his overprotective nature. Even if she enjoyed a long bath and decided to sleep completely naked, she doubted the audience would be privy to anything they shouldn't.

With this in mind, Musashi stripped out of her gloves before removing her vest, belt, and, once everything else was removed, her bikini. This left her with red and blue stars covering her nipples, and, though it was imperceptible to the people boring holes into her from outside the Game Board, there was a striped, red, white, and blue talisman protecting her nether region.

Peeling said stickers away, Musashi was preparing to enter the bath when a secondary presence entered her perception. For a moment so short that it was impossible to quantify, every muscle in Musashi's body tensed. Instead of manifesting her Zanpakuto or activating her [REquip] system, however, she shifted her attention to the entrance of the changing room and asked, "Is the me of the Divine Realm an assassin and a voyeur? If so, it's no wonder the Divine Realm's Kenshin is the strongest swordswoman..."

Halfway through Musashi's statement, a distinctly eastern-looking woman with fair brown skin, long black hair, and obsidian-black eyes appeared out of thin air.

Instead of responding to her counterpart's taunt, Musashi Black's eyes focused exclusively on Pink's breasts. She didn't consider herself small, but, compared to her comparably bubbly counterpart, the difference was like the distance between Heaven and Earth.

"Was your mother a cow...?"

Raising her brows, an amused glimmer flashed across Musashi Pink's Empyrean Eyes as she asked, "Are you serious? I never expected any version of myself to rely on such base insults to try and rile an opponent up. A word of warning. If you ever square off against Vahn, you would do well to avoid saying things like that. He doesn't take kindly to people who insult his, or anyone's mother."

"..."

As her words weren't actually meant as an insult, Musashi Black was momentarily taken aback by Pink's statement. She just couldn't quite believe that Musashi Pink's breasts were real. She also had serious doubts regarding the woman's nationality, so, after an inordinately long moment of silence, she asked, "Were you truly born in the East? Your complexion, hair color, and physique don't exactly inspire notions of a traditional Japanese beauty..."

Shrugging her shoulders, Musashi Pink made no effort to conceal her body as she puffed out her chest and stated, "I guess I'm just special like that. Now, mind telling me why you waited until now to come out? I waited on that cliff all day for you to appear. Don't tell me you were waiting for me to 'lower my guard'. If so, you seriously don't deserve that name and title."

Snorting through her nose, Musashi Black removed the horned Kasa from her head before pulling at the cord keeping her feathery poncho in place. The uncommon garment dropped to the ground without producing so much as a single sound. At the same time, Musashi Black explained, "I spent the past few hours observing you. The spectators outside might accuse me of cheating if I attacked a drunkard so I decided to wait until you had sobered up before defeating you."

While providing her explanation, Musashi Black continued to undress as if it was completely natural. This earned her an incredulous and slightly amused look from Pink, who, after a moment of silence, ended up crossing her arms beneath her borderline E-Cup breasts and asking, "You've got a couple of screws loose, don'tcha?"

Returning a questioning look of her own, Musashi Black loosened her ashen-grey kimono before answering, "That's pretty rich coming from a woman who spent half the day drinking and lounging about in enemy territory. You're clearly not taking this seriously so why...should I...?"

Noticing Musashi Pink staring at her breasts with a cheeky smile on her face, the expression on Black's quickly darkened as her words slowly trailed off. For a brief moment, she was tempted to cut Pink into twelve distinct chunks. Unfortunately, the people of the Little Garden would never forgive her for such a thing, so, after clenching her teeth a few times to calm down, Black asked, "What are you looking at...?"

Adopting an even cheekier smile, Musashi Pink could barely contain her amusement as she pointed towards the bindings around Black's chest and explained, "No need to get your panties in a bunch. I just never expected you to be such a...traditionalist? I swear, if you remove your hakama and reveal a pair of fundoshi, I may just laugh myself to death."

As modern and even futuristic alternatives were readily available, Musashi Pink hadn't expected her Divine Realm counterpart to be wearing a sarashi. It was such a dated piece of clothing, and, more importantly, it was 'extremely' uncomfortable. After all, a sarashi was, more often than not, a simple cotton cloth. It was excellent for holding the breasts in place, but, at the same time, it restricted the wearer's breathing and chaffed like no tomorrow.

Though it was nearly indistinguishable, a faint blush crept into Musashi Black's cheeks as a sudden and intense desire to remain clothed surfaced within her mind. The truth of the matter was that she was actually quite poor as Amaterasu forced her to provide compensation whenever she ended up cutting people down or damaging public property. Thus, while her outerwear and equipment were of exceptional quality, she had never paid much attention to her innerwear...

Inhaling through her nose, Musashi Black loosened the belt of her hakama. Before the ashen-grey cloth could even reach the ground, a massive grin spread across Musashi Pink's face as she began to laugh without inhibition. After all, Musashi Black was, in fact, wearing a fundoshi.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Musashi Black did her best to ignore Pink's laughter as she folded her clothes into a neat pile. Were it not for the fact her reputation and power would be adversely affected if she took immediate action against the bothersome pinkette, she would have already cut her down. This was one of the more annoying aspects of the Divine Realm, as, due to Musashi Pink's inordinate beauty, she was automatically the crowd favorite. Musashi Black could defeat her, but, instead of securing her position as the True Musashi, people would resent her for taking away their eye candy...

Though it frustrated her to no end, Musashi Black knew she had to do 'something' to sway public opinion in her favor. Fortunately, while she was somewhat embarrassed by Musashi Pink's laughter, she was similarly without shame. She didn't care if everyone in the Divine Realm saw her naked, as, even if they pined after and adored her, they would never be able to approach her. Those that tried would invariably be cut down, so, after unwrapping her sarashi and removing her fundoshi, Musashi Black turned to Pink, brows raised as she asked, "What were you saying about being a voyeur...?"

Demonstrating considerably less shame than her raven-haired counterpart, Musashi Pink simply shrugged her shoulders before stating, "I'm stripping down and planning to take a bath in front of tens, if not hundreds of billions of viewers. I couldn't care less if they or anyone else thought I was a voyeur. Besides, this is my cabin. You invited yourself inside and decided to put on a show without asking for my permission or consent. Don't blame me for appreciating the view when you're readily flaunting that perky little ass of yours."

Not expecting such a 'crude' response, Musashi Black was completely taken aback by Pink's words. Her body became completely statuesque, and, though she still didn't care if people saw her naked, she felt a strange sense of anxiety washing over her when Pink implied she was flaunting her figure in an effort to appeal to others. While this wasn't far off, the truth of the matter was that she hadn't actually thought about it. She just knew she had to do something to try and even the playing field against the pink-haired vixen that shared her name...

While the cameras may not have noticed it, Musashi Pink was able to see the muscles in Black's body tense. The smile on her face became even more amused, but, rather than continuing to apply pressure on the raven-haired woman, Musashi Pink turned her back and gracefully meandered over to the bath. Pushing Black's buttons was incredibly amusing, but, as much as she enjoyed observing the surprisingly conservative samurai's reactions, she would rather warm her body in the bath than continue standing around in the buff...

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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Tamamo has excellent maternal instincts (U w U)...','I can imagine people in the comments section being like, "I want to be those stickers..."','Pink regularly drinks with Nobu. Black never stood a chance xD...')

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