About how you'd expect, then Keiko brands Sumin

Keiko flourished her hilt in the air and retracted her blades, having barely moved from her spot, while Sumin lay on the floor, her nude ass exposed to the air as her shredded pasties fell underneath her. The gods were all treated to a full, panoramic view as her tier was reduced to zero. Keiko had won pretty handily. You supposed you really shouldn't expect anything different of a nerdy sounding goth girl attacking a samurai with a knife, but you had to admit, you were growing so worn out by Sopor's trickery that you half expected this was still part of some act.

"Sumiiiiin! You fooool!" Sopor protested, tearing at her hair as you left her in the God Box. You felt like you probably wouldn't be watching her show any more and might be revoking your fan club membership going forward. "Katappashikara, you lazy piece of shit! Don't you dare put your logo on my priestess!!" the pink-skinned goddess shouted.

It actually made you a little touched to see she cared about her priestess after all. You turned to tell her so, then immediately lost that illusion.

"Sumin Hitonemuri is the carrier of my brand! She wears my clothes and gets people to tune into my show once the Kami Kurabe is off the air! I will not allow you to defile her with your own stupid symbol!!" she explained, pounding her fists wrathfully upon the God Box banister. "Do you have any sort of ambition?! Do you have your own TV show!? You don't! So don't ruin mine!!"

Well, that killed it. Milla jumped up into the God Box to hold Sopor back from interfering any further.

Sumin rolled over onto her back and stared into the sky, wearing a confused frown. "Wait... Was I hypnotized all along? Why did I even want to compete in the Kami Kurabe?" she questioned. It didn't look like she was upset, just baffled. She might actually be a bit of an airhead... Perhaps that vacant nature of hers was why she'd been so pliable to hypnosis. "I remember I was watching Ray-V one day... There was a really cute girl on with a big butt, he he he, and that made me want to enroll in her priestess training program!" Oh, so she's also a lesbian and a bit of a perv. Huh. There's actually a lot to digest here. It reminded you that you really had barely had a chance to learn her personality yet. Still, this was a cautionary tale... you'd been just like her, tuning in to watch a hypnotist primarily because she looked sexy and had a nice ass. This was a good lesson: to never, ever watch Ray-V hypnotists ever again, for any reason. "You're cute too, though~" she flirted with Keiko, batting her dark eyelashes with a small smile. "Are you going to brand me?"

Keiko didn't seem to know how to take this and blushed in spite of herself. "Yes... Yes, that's right," she muttered.

"Oh... I always wondered how it feels~" she flirted harder.

Your priestess looked increasingly flustered, then flipped the hilt of her sword to expose her stamp. "I had always imagined it feels completely terrible.{if Loss > 0} In practice, I can say that it does not feel... bad.{endif} But this is a most unpleasant subject. Please tell me where you'd like the stamp," she prompted the goofy girl, lowering her eyebrows with a lack of amusement.

"Dealer's choice!" she prompted, turning over to show her good side: her ass, that is. She hummed and wiggled it back and forth, waiting on the impact.

Keiko grit her teeth in hesitation, not appreciating this dynamic. You approached and whispered something in her ear. "Oh... That does make sense," she admitted. With an anti-climatic lack of hesitation, she went around to the front, then plopped the stamp end against Sumin's cheek.

"Hiiii!" the girl squealed, kicking her legs up and down and bracing herself against the floor of the arena with both hands as her arms shivered. You could see a very wet puddle beginning to form at the groin area where she was laid down. "O-O-On my face?! Ii-Is it cute? What is it?" she questioned, panting as she flattened her pale body against the cool floor of the battlefield.

"Katappashikara-dono wisely pointed out that with the tattoo here, your goddess can no longer utilize you in the Kami Kurabe. I think that's best for everyone," Keiko sighed.

"Aw... well... can I train to be a priestess with you, from now on?" she questioned, curling her hair and seeming to recover from the intense branding orgasm almost instantaneously. She was nothing if not resilient. Your mark of the peace sign on her cheek didn't seem to be bothering her at all.

"No," Keiko answered bluntly, shaking the girl off as one hand tried to grasp her leg. "I am working to disestablish all priestesses and the rule of the gods. Please find a new profession."

That exchange went on for a while, but it seemed like Keiko had sort of made a new friend, whether she wanted to or not. Sopor had disappeared somewhere, or perhaps simply fainted. That was good too... You didn't want to see that Ray-V hypnotist again any time soon. Chances were, you were going to be doubting the reality of everything for the near future, thanks to her... You left Keiko to take care of her new buddy, while you went to the priestess' room. You decided to wait for Keiko there, for a change.