Get a room.

Once again through the back hall, you and Lalarin make your way into the room she slept in previously--you were next door with Delphi. It's just as small in here as you remember, but she shuts the door quietly behind you and leans back against the wall beside it. Despite everyone being tired and worn, she still holds a beauty and dignity that may have only come from an upbringing of nobility despite her rejection. While Eva left it early on, RF has lived it every day. She stands with grace, and her brunette hair still flows beautifully down over her shoulders. Of course, her outfit is still a hodgepodge of different things. The top half is from her crimson dress, though it's torn at the waist, and below that are knee-length, skin-tight black shorts. It strangely fits her. Perhaps it's her athleticism. Otherwise, she has bare feet and keeps her shrunken bo staff tucked under the waistband at her side.

Then you tell her everything--all the other girls know already: the siege on Demon King Sa'dis, all the new members, Castle Phoenix, the meeting with other Demon Kings, and more. It's been awhile. You couldn't even find her when looking for allies before the siege. The poor girl has been imprisoned ever since, and by her own family no less.

After you finish speaking, she sits up from the wall. Like Niki, she's a tiny bit taller than you are. Her body is slim but athletic--nimble, dextrous. She is the luck hero Rabbit's Foot after all. Lala places a hand around the back of your head, gestures it down, and presses you firmly against her upper chest. There she holds you tight as she runs fingers down through your hair.

"Oh Kyle. You've all been through so much in my absence," she says. "I wasn't much of a super heroine to have missed so much. Times I could have helped."

"It's fine," you whisper back. "It isn't like you had a choice."

"Remember back when you aided my investigation into my mother? It was a long time ago. You even fought one of my enemies, Faceless. Unfortunately it all connects back to the same individual. The one you spoke of, Elok Daven. Much of my family takes orders directly from this Demon King, yet I'm still unsure why. Perhaps they're being threatened... or it's something as simple as greed. Either way, when it became apparent that I was onto them, they kept me close and made sure I didn't act against them." She raises your head back up from her chest and looks you back in the eyes. Surprisingly, she has a smile on her face. "But this means that our goals have aligned."

"To slay another Demon King?" you ask.

"Perhaps." Her stare continues. There's a long moment of silence, and her face is rather close. You can see colour in her cheeks. "Kyle. You've done so much for me," she whispers.

Her lips move closer. You can feel the warmth of her breathing against your face. Then, she presses them against your own. As she sighs softly, the two of you embrace and the kiss lingers.

Then the door opens.

Immediately, RF pulls away and straightens her clothing.

Peeking out from behind the door is a head of pink hair. The cat girl steps inside with a smug look on her face. "If you two were going to have some fun in here, why didn't you lock the door, hmm?"

"Oh! Uhm, well--" Lala starts to stutter nervously.

Instead of leaving, the kitty proceeds in further and shuts the door behind her. This time she twists the lock. "So what were you doing then?"

"S-Speaking privately."

Fang snuggles her head up against the side of Lala's body, and as she does, she reaches her hand down her back and wraps her fingers around a bottom cheek to squeeze. "Just speaking?" She sticks her tongue out between her teeth.

Lala jumps at the squeeze. "Hey!"

"I know you were going to give Kyle a little reward, so why don't I help?"

"What ever do you mean, Fang?"

She turns straight to you. "I bet he'd me more than happy to have two girls after everything that happened. Isn't that right, Kyle? We both think your body is smoking hot, Lala~... Let us take you already." Fang slides a hand up the front of her body to slowly cup around the bottom of her right breast.

Lalarin looks to you, flustered. "Is that true?" she asks quietly.