It's a huge bonus! (Pink Trigger)

Reader, you must be thinking what I am: this is a huge bonus! Look, it's not that I don't love Erika, nor do I want to give up my pursuit of her. But how could I, an erotic writer, let this chance escape me? Look, the very fact that you're here on this route with me is proof that you feel the same way! Let's not delay any further!

Grinning wolfishly like the culprit that I am, I took my time reloading my gun. Seeing that, Kyrie rose to her feet, still clutching her breasts, each with one hand. The lady let out a shout and flung herself at me, turning her shoulder to hit me.

Well, that was sloppy. This is a revolver Kyrie; I only need to load one bullet and fire! I held out one hand to grab hold of her face, pressing my palm into her cheek while it glowed with an erected pink barrier, stopping her in place. With my free hand, I aimed low, blasting off that last offensive garment so that I could see the full scope of her nudity. She flew back from the impact, dropping her arms so that I could at last see those fantastic breast, which flopped lewdly up and down with the **** of the attack. She ended up landing with her legs spread and her back hitting the staircase, wearing an irritated wince and nothing else at all. Ooooh! Battler, I see your mother's pussy and asshole! That really does make me the bad guy in this story, doesn't it?!

"Whose pussy and asshole are you staring aaat?!"

Shit! Someone hit me in the back of the head with a brass candle-holder. Judging by the voice, it had to be Battler. That's right... the kids aren't away at the conference yet either. Battler... dammit... your mom started this! Of course, that had no effect on him; he raised the makeshift weapon to swing again. I was probably the only culprit in history who could be beaten by an attack like this, but I already felt the back of my head bleeding... Battler... Don't think that I won't shoot your clothes off too! I pointed my gun up and attempted to fire, but it yielded only a useless click; I'd used my only loaded bullet a moment ago...

You mystery buffs are probably getting off on seeing Battler win a physical contest for once, aren't you?

Seeing the gun had only powered Battler up; he swung his weapon of choice hard. I heard the bones in my arm shattered and cried out in pain, dropping my weapon. As the brutal **** for his mother's honor and to stop the night's culprit continued, I rolled my eyes up towards the ceiling, gasping for breath. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw something...

Peering out from the top of the second floor stair-case... that girl was smiling at me. Ah...

If you've really got this whole story and its characters wrapped around your finger, Erika... Consider me wrapped there as well, like a bright pink wedding ring.

I'll chase you for as long as it takes...