Putting the Karaoke in Watching Yukari Do Karaoke

"Dreamless dorm, ticking clock. I walk away, from the soundless room." Minato watched as Yukari sang one of her weird J-POP songs. "Windless night, moonlight melts." She had a nice voice, one that was pleasant to the ears.

They had been in the karaoke booth for about an hour now, having an absolute blast. Thank god she had invited him and him only, he would've killed himself if Junpei had came as well.

Who knew Junpei had the voice of a dying kitten steam-pressed by a bulldozer that was operated by a Tibetan monk smoking expired Opium he got during a warring feud between two global superpowers?

Also, who knew that Yukari could rap? He surely didn't. What else could she do with her mouth? Perform a type of cunnilingus unknown to most mortals? Beat the world record of Suck his dick? Absolutely with those supple pink lips of hers!

There were many rumours, mostly speculation, that Yukari was a massive slut.

Boy's from many different classes said that her bathroom blowjobs rivaled no one and were cheap, very cheap if some sources were to be believed.

He honestly didn't believe that horseshit. Yukari wouldn't do all those things. How he knew? Simple, she just didn't seem like the kind of girl who hid something like that, especially from him.

"Hey Minato," Yukari said, twisting her head back to look at him. "What do you want to sing after this?"

He shrugged his shoulders, motioning her to choose for him. He didn't particularly care what song he sang, as long as it wasn't out of his vocal range.

Yukari continued with her song, jumping up and down while following the upbeat tempo of the song. Minato was transfixed on her bouncing breasts.

It seemed as if Yukari forgot to wear something important in her outfit.

Minato got an eyeful of her breasts in all their glory as the humid atmosphere of the private karaoke booth made sure that her crop top clung tightly on her skin. Like a second skin, it was quite a sight for the eyes.

He looked at the silver ring on his hand, and smiled. Minato truly was grateful for whoever gave him the rings.

His eyes could wander anywhere, looking at whatever he wanted. He could do that, and no one would bat an eye.

He could grope Mitsuru's massive melons and she would treat it as if he had just breathed. Minato had absolute power, and to Tartarus and back was he going to use it.

The song ended, and Minato clapped politely. The only reason he did so was because she had bowed down and allowed him a peak of her tan nipples.

"It's your turn, Minato," she said, handing him the microphone. "Just sing whatever you want, I won't judge."

He nodded, eyeing her body as she crossed her legs and allowed him a slight peek of her pink thong.

In order to maintain his 'persona' of an emotionless teen who shoots himself every night, he picked a song that spoke to his very soul.

A song that punks and emo's everywhere sung like it was their own national anthem. He would sing it with his full confidence and skill.

Minato would sing, not because he wanted to but because he needed to. His voice will reach the heavens and pierce their heavenly gates with his vocal range.

Clearing his throat, he brought the microphone towards his mouth. Taking a deep breath, he began to sing.

"That was amazing, Minato!" exclaimed Yukari, clapping. "Wow, that was truly sensational."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Thanks," he said nonchalantly.

"I didn't know you sang that well, Minato," said Yukari. "It goes to show how much I don't know about the people living with me."

"It's been what, ten months now?" Yukari asked to which he nodded. "We're almost seniors, at least us two, Junpei can go back to kindergarten for all I care."

She sighed. "It honestly feels like life is going too fast. Days, weeks, months go by in an instant. One day you were just starting your first year and the next you're already in college."

"I don't know how you manage to not crack under this pressure, Minato." She looked at him, her eyes misty and foggy. "How you always manage to keep that quiet and pensive look on your face 24/7."

She chuckled to herself. "I admire you, you know. You always run around, making friends with random strangers. I like the way that you keep yourself busy day and night going to see them. Sometimes, I even go as far as envy you."

"It's not like it's something bad," she reassured. "It's just, the way you hold yourself, I want that. You are our leader, the leader of SEES. Every month without fail you have lead us against battle, and we have come up victorious each and every time."

"It maybe because of our training, or maybe it's the strength that our Persona's have. All I know, is that the reason why we managed to survive, is because of you, Minato Arisato."

She smiled happily at him. "That is why I like you, Minato. I like your spirit, and the hidden strength hidden behind your 'don't care' attitude."

He didn't know what to say, and so he said nothing. He nodded, smiled slightly. He acknowledged her words and she didn't ask for much, only that he listened to her.

"It's getting late," Yukari said as she glanced at her phone's clock. "We should get back before Sanada-senpai gets cranky."

She grabbed his hand and they walked back to dormitory. "Say, Minato."

"Yes?" he asked quietly.

"What do you want to do once you finish school?" Yukari asked. "It may seem sudden but I've never heard any ambition from you."

He shrugged his shoulders. Minato didn't know what the future held for him, and that was the main reason why he liked to live life one day at a time.

Glancing at the silver ring on his left hand, he truly felt conflicted. It was an emotion he didn't know he had before, guilt.

Guilt was a strong thing, perhaps too strong in fact. He had many intentions to have sex with her during karaoke, actually he was about to do it when she had turned around and confessed her whole feelings.

He didn't know what to think, the only thing on his mind was guilt.

Perhaps someone gave these rings to him for a reason, and he would've just been letting them down by not using them.

And so he had decided, therefore, to use the ring as freely as he wanted.

He lived life slowly and so that meant he had to enjoy all the pleasures of the world.

Even though he felt guilt on using the rings on Yukari, he would have to use it once in a while.

Perhaps his first victim should be someone else, perhaps someone that was a little more safer to use on than Yukari.

"Welcome back, Takeba and Arisato," greeted the busty student council as she greeted them from the couch. She had on a white sleeveless turtleneck that highlighted her large breasts.

Oh yeah, she'd definitely do as his first victim.