Royal Treatment (Part 3)

After a quick shower each to make sure they weren’t going to catch a cold, Chihaya and Hifumi joined Ryuji. The velvet of the round bed was ridiculously plush, sinking under their combined weight. With head propped up on a star-shaped pillow and cock pointed high while laying on his back, Ryuji’s mind felt completely blown at the sight of it all. This wasn't how he thought his night would go. Not even close.

He was naked, in front of women. Naked women. He was naked, they were naked, and they were freaking kneeling between his legs! Friendship blowjobs were the effing best!

Chihaya was on his left, a deliberate lustful aura exuding from her at all moments that Ryuji could not ignore. Her eyes were half lidded, her c-cup breasts pressing into the bed and partly his thigh, all while she gave a warm smile through her licking. She knew this felt good for Ryuji and wanted him to enjoy it as much as possible. After all, she’d seen it in the cards.

Hifumi was on his right, with an approach that was half deer in headlight and half eternally reverent, as if she were worshiping at the altar of her newfound dream man. That cuteness that had won the hearts of Shogi viewers around Japan was not to be trifled with though, as her nervous energy meant her licks were quick and exploratory in a very enjoyable way.

Today’s fellatio theme was ‘I’m a better friend to Ryuji than you’. The pair of girls trying to one up each other through the entire experience, while the man of the hour himself just tried not to nut immediately.

It started with their hands. Chihaya wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft, her grip firm and confident, her thumb stroking a particularly sensitive vein in a way that made his hips twitch. “Like it there, Ryuji-kun?” she purred, her voice low and sultry. “Come on, let Chihaya take care of you.”

Not to be outdone, Hifumi mirrored the motion, her touch a little softer and more exploratory. “Yes, please allow us both to show you our… appreciation,” she said, her voice a breathy whisper. She leaned in and pressed a soft, open-mouthed kiss to his tip. A gentle teasing gesture that was a stark contrast to Chihaya's possessive hold.

The competition had begun.

Despite being the oldest of the three Chihaya had an equal amount of sexual experience as the other two at basically zero (outside of one unsatisfying pre-graduation party she barely remembered). As such, Chihaya knew she needed to make big swings to stay relevant and upon seeing Hifumi's gentle approach, decided to up the ante. She leaned in and took Ryuji’s whole tip into her mouth, her movements slow to keep his attention, her tongue swirling around him with hungry precision.

Ryuji let out a choked groan, his eyes rolling back. It was incredible. “Shhiiiieeeee….”

“An aggressive opening…” Hifumi hissed to herself. “But you’ve left your flank exposed!”

The Shogi girl was a strategist through and through. While Chihaya was focused on the main event, Hifumi aimed lower. She dove her head downwards and began to lavish attention on his balls, her tongue tracing delicate patterns along that fuzzy skin, her lips gently peppering him with kisses. It was a signature flanking maneuver that some in the Shogi world would recognise, and it sent a whole new wave of pleasure coursing through him.

And of course, since Chihaya’s mouth was full, Hifumi could shower him with praise between ball kisses, “Ryuji-kun, these semen sacks of yours feel so full,” she claimed, enjoying the way they seemed to quiver at her tongue’s touch. “A man of your muscular stead must be very… fertile.”

He stammered, “I… uh… I-p-probably?”

Chihaya felt his reaction and pulled back, a flash of annoyance in her eyes. Keeping her hand pumping Ryuji’s damp dick before diving down to suckle his other ball. “Of course my bodyguard is fertile. I already saw how big your balls are when you protected me.” She purred, “From down here your cock looks like a skyscraper. The Tower card signifies sudden and disruptive change, so I bet Ryuji’s gonna blow the thickest white nut cream that’ll make every girl in the whole love hotel pregnant.”

“Levels of sperm to even rival the gods…” Hifumi spoke with awe.

Their tongues began dueling across his sensitive skin. Licking and kissing like it had become a full blown war and this was a territory to own. As if whoever made him feel better would get possession of all that baby making juice to themselves.

“Guihhhh…” he groaned, having to run his hands through his hair to hold on, “S-sorry! This feels way too damn good!”

They moved back to his shaft, pressing their cheeks together as they ran their tongues up opposite sides, meeting at the tip in a wet, swirling kiss. It was less about him and more about their duel, a silent battle of wills being fought with his body as the battlefield. Shogi vs Fate. They were trying to see who could make him gasp louder, who could make his hips buck more forcefully.

Ryuji, for his part, was in absolute, blissed-out heaven. He had no idea who was doing what anymore. It was just an insane symphony of wet warmth and competing techniques. One moment it was Chihaya's deep, confident suction, the next it was Hifumi's rapid, flickering tongue. Back and forth madness while he could only lay back and let the hungry girls feast on him.

He finally felt like he understood Ren a little more and why he’d been looking so stressed out despite having four girlfriends and counting.

“Hehe, I can tell you’re close, Ryuji-kun,” hummed Chihaya, rubbing her plush lips around his tip as if begging for it. “Come on. I’ve foreseen in the cards this moment, and how much nasty unlimited potential you’re about to blast over my face~”

“I had my fortune read once,” Hifumi hissed over to her. “I think your Empress feels too highly of herself. In a duel, the victory goes to the one who makes the boldest moves! This is checkmate!”

Before either could understand what she meant, Hifumi suddenly dove down and pushed Ryuji’s cock into her throat. Diving far deeper than either girl had gone, until her lips nearly touched his base.

The sudden crushing smoothness of her gullet pushed Ryuji over the edge completely. Hips thrusting forwards as his nut began pumping out uncontrollably from his cock. His voice groaned out and his eyes rolled back, yet Hifumi stood firm in letting him fill her stomach with seed. Swallowing what she could while her rival was forced to watch from the side as her dream man came down her throat.

Hifumi’s own orgasm felt incredibly close as well. Just the rush of doing something so unlike her, something so far from her mother’s wishes, and with a man that she would never have approved had just about done it.

Chihaya disappointedly sat from the bed, not wanting to watch any longer. She knew she’d get her chance again, but not even being allowed a taste was a bummer.

Or at least, it would have been, had Hifumi not grabbed her shoulder and firmly kissed Chihaya.

Sperm rushed between their lips, a flood of salty sweetness that she was completely unprepared for. Hifumi’s tongue pushing more and more of it in while flicking around her mouth. It wasn’t like she disliked kisses from another girl, she was a woman after all, but just the sheer volume of Ryuji juice in her mouth really took her off guard. The slimy thickness coated her throat, made her eyes pulse with hearts, and quiver her core from the sheer virility she tasted.

When it was over, Hifumi, looking somewhat proud despite the tear in her eye from exertion, gave the older woman a nod.

“Three of cups.” she said with a raspy voice.

Chihaya blinked, having mostly been expecting the rivalry to continue all night. But it was one hell of an olive branch she was still swallowing. “...are you suggesting we keep sharing?”

Hifumi gave a slightly sad smile, “I did not earn the right to even barge into this room, let alone share in your friendship blowjob… but I would have been remiss if I had not tried to be a part of something I want so much.” she admitted. The sadness in her smile turning to a naughty grin as she bit her lip, “And if I am to be honest, nothing would make my mother angrier than if I began a relationship with two incredible looking blondes.”

“Now that is all you needed to say,” chuckled Chihaya, bringing Hifumi back in for another kiss.

Ryuji, who had been recovering from the greatest orgasm of his life, felt like he was in a dream. Two naked women were making out basically on top of him, passing his cum between their mouths, while his dick hardened up fast beneath them. Almost like it wanted in on the make outs.

Chihaya noticed it and gave his slimy head a rub, breaking the kiss to smile at him, “Hehe, what do you say, Ryuji? I think we both want to go beyond friendship blowjobs now, think you can handle both of us?”

“HELL YEAH!”

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Things had devolved quickly in the gym. Once a place of athletic training and nerdy kids failing to jump over hurdles, was now a den of sexual hedonism.

We’d moved over to a gym mat and were just indulging each other. Going back and forth between the twins while their trainer instructed them on how to pleasure me more and more.

Sumire had been the first to graduate with me. Her clothes tossed aside like it was a mission from god that her pussy stretch itself on my dick before her sister. She had launched herself at me, her body a whirlwind of athletic grace as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her mouth found mine in spectacular fashion. A desperate and hungry kiss that tasted of sweaty desire. At this point I’m sure I tasted exactly the same. I stumbled back, my hands cupping her ass to hold her up, my fingers digging into the firm muscle of her Olympic peach.

By the time I was actually inside her she was already practically at orgasm level. Breaking our kiss to gasp out, eyes staring deeply into mine with such powerfully throbbing hearts. “Senpai! SENPAI!” I couldn’t help it, I just wanted to fuck her even deeper. She was so bendy, I was easily able to hook her legs over my shoulders so I could piston my dick into her even harder.

“Nice job losing your V-Card, Sumire,” I’d heard the coach say, “He really is a machine, isn’t he? Just remember to breathe and don’t overdo it. Kasumi, if you want your turn sooner, men lose their minds when they’re rimmed.”

Her twin had appeared as if she was a demon being summoned. Suddenly I felt her presence against my back, starting high by kissing my neck and working her way downwards.

Her approach seemed more measured than Sumire’s, maybe self confidence in knowing I was her prey in this moment was letting her savour it all first.

Yet all that composure went out the window when she dove into my ass face first.

Her tongue licked and lapped at me, trying to reach all the way to my swinging balls before flicking up to my pucker. Kasumi’s sloppy makeout went totally against my perception that she was a dignified gal, rimming her Senpai in the middle of the gym while he standing fucked her sister.

Thanks to Kasumi’s efforts making me harder and faster in my lust, Sumire had climaxed first. Twisting and turning on my dick as sweat poured off her body. I had to let her down onto the mat for the five minute orgasm, though she insisted I still hold her hand as she did so.

Kasumi was lying right next to her as I exited Sumire’s quivering pussy, looking up at me with those ‘I’m next, right?’ eyes.

As I said, things devolved quickly. Rotating Kasumi onto her side and stretching those fine gymnast legs apart to plunge into her velvet depths. I still held onto Sumire’s hand, but my focus was definitely on just how tight Kasumi was. Both of them had felt like they wanted to crush my dick with love, and apart from slight differences in heat and wetness they were pretty similar in how peak their pussies were. It wasn’t long before I was swapping back to Sumire, hammering into her aching slit while holding Kasumi’s hand.

I could hear Coach Hiraguchi was masturbating on the sidelines, “Come on girls, Ren’s doing all the work! The least you can do is give him a twin sandwich!”

Having both sisters on top of each other definitely made swapping easier. I was becoming a blitz of speed and power to satisfy all of our needs, thrusting back and forth while they begged for more. Just the symphony alone was enough to keep me hard and hot, but the sight of their winking slits right on top of each other made it difficult not to bust immediately. The fact they were both begging me to make them pregnant was sending those thrill chills down my spine, and I could feel my balls aching at the chance to coat a few more eggs with seed.

“Heh, looks like he’s ready to burst, girls! Beg him for it! Make him know what you want!”

“Breed me, Senpai!”

“Fill me up till I burst with your cum!”

“I want your babies so much!”

“Please! Please cum in me!”

How the hell do I deny that? With a mighty thrust into Kasumi’s pussy I erupted with seed, ropes upon ropes of my oversized nut filling her insides. I quickly swapped to Sumire, coating her insides just as much as her sister, feeling her pussy clench tightly around me as if trying to milk me for cum.

The last few cum blasts sprayed against their sandwiched slits, marking the territory as I sat back against the mat to admire my work.

“Nice job, kid,” said Coach Hiraguchi, placing a slightly damp hand on my shoulder, “With protein that thick I’m sure you did the job, but you should probably cum in them a few more times just to be safe.”

I could see what she was trying to do, being the stalwart teacher and ignoring her own needs. The muscular amazon clearly wanted it, having gotten naked just as fast as her students and leaking copious amounts of juice down her thighs. Maybe it was that recent change Mitsuru made or my general desire to fuck all naked women around me, but I took her damp hand from my shoulder and started sucking her fingers. Tasting her juice while sending a message to her.

“I-I appreciate that Ren, but you were having so much fun with the twins, I can’t take that away from them.”

I continued to suckle a little longer before asking, “You know, there’s a secret that very few know about… men that are taking part in three-or-more-somes can almost always last as long as they need to satisfy their partners, see?”

She smiled, “Heh, I guess I’ve heard that rumour. Just never seen it happen myself.”

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“How can you still keep going, Ryuji-kun...?”

Though the rain had passed by, the liquids were still splattering down inside the love hotel.

Hours had passed. Had the competition not fallen away early it would have been completely disintegrated by now. Hifumi and Chihaya had needed to form a cooperative unit just to survive the onslaught that was Ryuji unleashed.

Hifumi had been the one to ask the question as she watched another load of cum burst deep into Chihaya’s anus. The blonde having her face pushed into the star themed pillow, squirming around in pleasure before flopping down in exhaustion.

“Dunno! I just feel so full of energy!” he replied, giving a big beaming smile that warmed Hifumi’s heart. “Hey, can I do your tits next?”

She lazily rolled onto her back and cupped her chest to showcase her nesting cleavage, “Like this?”

He was on her in an instant, frantically thrusting his well splattered cock against between her boobs like his life depended on it. The heat and hardness of Ryuji was an addicting thing, and Hifumi had no qualms being used like this, licking on his tip as he thrust in hopes for more of that sweet nectar. In truth she’d been eyeing her own school’s onahole club as another way to get back at her mother.

Chihaya propped herself up on her elbow, her hair a messy halo around her face. She looked over at them, her expression no longer competitive but filled with a kind of reverent wonder. “I’ve heard about the rumour with men, but I always thought it was just a way for guys to convince girls into threesomes,” she chuckled, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across her lips. “Though Ryuji might just be a sexual force of fucking nature.”

Ryuji just grinned a bashful yet confident smirk that made both women's hearts flutter. “Aw, stop it~ you’ll make me blush, haha!”

“All that machismo and he’s still a cutie,” she grinned back at him.

“Hehe, well I'm just gettin' started!” he beamed, even while spraying his cum across Hifumi’s face. “You two aren't too tired, right? We can chill whenever you’re satisfied.”

The two looked at each other. They were tired, a satisfied ache to their bodies they hadn’t felt before. Hifumi would have her V-Card signed, her mother’s rage, and a lifetime of memories to think back to. While her ex-rival just felt happy she didn’t have to spend any more of her limited fortune telling money on tampons ever again. Their wombs felt full, their pussies felt stretched, and their sticky skin probably needed another shower… nevertheless.

“I could… go for one more round.” said Chihaya.

Hifumi nodded quickly, “I’d be remiss to end on a winning streak.”

Ryuji couldn’t help but grin. This was exactly the kind of life he imagined when he became a super hero phantom thief, and though he had totally abandoned such selfish thoughts over the last few months, he would be lying to say he wasn’t over the moon. Two naked girls lying on the bed next to each other, smiling up at him to keep going with their sexy fun.

He slid down between their lying bodies and wrapped his arms around them to squeeze at their breasts. Supple soft bodies quickly latched onto him from both sides, hands finding his cock while their mouths fought for his tongue’s attention.

It would be much more than one more round.

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Coach Hiraguchi was by far the most muscular woman I’d ever done it with. I’d never been picked up by a woman before, but she made me seem light as a feather. I got a full view of her body, toned muscular arms, firm flat abs, thick n juicy thighs, with a nice mature looking face that smiled at me as she put me down on the gym mat again.

She’d started on top. Riding me cowgirl style, perhaps thinking my hips needed a break after slamming so much into the twins, all the while keeping her hands behind her head to show off.

But as her breasts slapped against her chest with each jump, I could tell she was beginning to struggle with the position. Her eye twitched each time my cockhead poked at her cervix, my hardness refusing to budge even while her tight walls crushed around me. Drool began to leak out her mouth, getting slower and slower as ripples of pleasure surged up her body.

It wasn’t long before I took her in my arms and gently switched places with her. Coach Hiraguchi only able to make a vague, choked rebuttal as I lay her on her back before slamming into her from above.

The gym trainer had a much deeper groan than the twins as I kept hold of her breasts and attacked her insides with my cock. My thirty minutes of required breast groping was certainly completed by now, so this was just for the love of the game, especially as it seemed to be Coach Hiraguchi’s weak point. Writhing around on the sticky leather mat so sexily, making this strong muscular woman into a mewling puddle of nerves.

I think I mind broke her just a little bit with my relentless thrusting, as at some point she ordered Kasumi and Sumire to start suckling her tits. The way she looked surprised when they both latched onto her nipples made me sure she accidentally verbalised it. And it wasn’t long until her tits had their own orgasm, spewing out steak flavoured milk that Sumire was happy to share with me.

After spreading my seed into yet another fertile garden guaranteeing that their coach was also carrying my child, I realised I’d messed up. It really felt like my cock wasn’t anywhere close to being done. Perhaps saying that I could last as long as three olympic level athletes was a mistake my horny brain should have caught?

The next few hours were a blur of sweat, skin, and a dizzying array of athletic positions. My body was pushed to its absolute limit, but thanks to whatever reality-warping mojo was flowing through me, I never seemed to run out of steam. Honestly, if anything, the more they used me, the more I wanted them. Twas a hedonistic pleasure playground in that gym and every piece of equipment was a new opportunity for fun.

I had Kasumi up against the balance beams. At first she was just using it as a place to grip onto while bending over for me, but as I continued to pound the girl she started bending around it. Raising her legs, gripping her ankles, until she’d become a human swing for me to fuck.

Sumire didn’t want to be outdone, and as I finished with her sister I found her hanging from those rings that gymnasts dangle from the ceiling. Her legs doing the splits and at perfect fuck from below height, she soon had me splitting her splits so hard and fast.

Coach Hiraguchi used the vaulting springboard to great effect, using the spring to bounce me up into her cunt with every thrust of her reverse cowgirl position.

Lying back on a vaulting box while Kasumi and Sumire both gave me a titfuck on either side. Using their gymnastics ribbons to tie up Coach Hiraguchi’s body and play with her body. Lining the three girls up against the pommel horse to fuck and finger them simultaneously. We really did anything and everything we could. By the time we made it to the showers we were all exhausted, letting the fun dial back to just make out and body exploration as the hot water cascaded over us.

I did find out that Kasumi’s breast milk tastes like strawberries and cream, while Sumire had such an intense and varied diet that hers was like a whole buffet in a drop.

“Hopefully you enjoyed your date, Sumire,” I said in a quiet moment of the shower.

She snuggled in close, “Oh yes, Senpai. It wasn’t what I’d imagined it would be, but I really really liked it. Thank you. I hope I make a good… g-girlfriend? Am I part of your harem now?”

“Fo’ sho’,” I nodded, sharing a passionate kiss with the giggling girl. “I’m sure the others are already waiting for you to text them to confirm. Just make sure you keep them happy too.”

“Of course! Um… hm…” she placed a finger to her chin in thought, “I don’t know Futaba-senpai very well, what kind of gift would she like?”

“Calling her ‘Futaba-senpai’ is probably enough for her ego.”

“Hey, uh,” said Kasumi, lightly edging closer to us, “is it just Sumire you are adding? Because, like…”

“Can Kasumi join too, Senpai?” asked Sumire.

I lowered an eyebrow, “I was gonna ask you if you were okay with it.”

The two seemed to share a look that I don’t think I, an only child, understood. But after a moment the twins smiled at each other.

“...she’s my sister. I think, watching her melt at your big penis wrecking her just like you did me… I think I understood her a little better. I want her to be happy, if you’ll have us?”

“Yes.” I said probably too quickly.

“YES!” Kasumi gleefully agreed, leaping forwards to hug my soaking body, “Thank you! I can’t wait to meet all your other harem girls! My virile Senpai and his ability to attract others is so sexy~” she purred, and I think I felt my cock hardening at the opportunity to satisfy her again.

“Sounds like you have your hands full, kid,” said Coach Hiraguchi, who was already toweling herself off. “Don’t worry, I’m not interested in joining your harem. But if you end up coming to practice again, be sure to sign me up for another night like that.”

“Sure thing,” I smirked back at her.

After that we got changed and went our separate ways. It was a good thing that Coach Hiraguchi had the keys to get us out of the building, or else we’d probably be locked in there all night. As much as the girls were hyping up their parents meeting me and shaking the hand of the man that signed their v-cards, I politely declined. Something about the sheer length of the day made me want some alone time just to recharge, and once the threesomes had stopped I really felt fucking drained, ya know?

I asked if the rain had stopped for the evening and if the girls would be safe getting home, which was a thankful yes on both counts, especially since Coach Hiraguchi was driving them back. It had gotten pretty damn late in the gym, and the soggy ground mixed with the moisture in the air was making me pretty sleepy.

When I was sure I was alone I asked Sophia if she had a feature to teleport me back to my bed in Leblanc, and she said yes.

The feeling of that lumpy mattress felt so damn good. And I only really had enough wherewithal to plug in my phone before drifting off to sleep.

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Hello out there! I, the great Benzaiten, shall be briefly taking over the narration. Hold your applause, and I shall be taking all questions at the end of the lecture, darlings~

All this shall be is a quick overview of what happened after we started bouncing back and forth between the two orgies.

Like how Futaba is still out there worried about her lack of ability to swim. Surely she has a loving boyfriend that can assure her… oh, she didn’t get high enough on the vote. Sorry Specs, guess you have to wait for your scene another day. Guess Harem life ain’t all sunshine and rainbows, eh?

Haru went back home and had to do a bunch of orientation shit to make sure Cognitive Makoto didn’t run off frame one. Though it’s not all bad. She feels guilty about it, but CM really wanted to impress her new master by seducing one of his concubines. Haru really tried to say no to that Makoto in one of her strap-ons… for about five seconds, ha!

Ann was fine. Chat with Shiho, listened to music. Can’t all be winners. Same with Yusuke, he did art all night, wow. Thrilling.

Morgana basically spent the night being pet by the owner of the love hotel. Turns out the cat has a curious mind, and quite enjoyed listening to all the drama that the owner started to gush about.

Ryuji called his mom, who seemingly understood exactly where and who he was with after last night. She approved, as it was one step closer to her son graduating. Hifumi's mom was FAR less understanding, and despite having permission to stay the night out in the city, her mother had already chosen her graduation partner. She will attempt to have Hifumi's V-Card reassigned so as to not have Ryuji's name on it. Lo~vely woman, isn't she? /s

To be fair, Hifumi probably shouldn't have used her official promotional Shogi account to share a picture of her and Chihaya rubbing their faces against Ryuji's cock.

Makoto wanted to chat with Sae, but oh gosh darn, this silly rain storm held her sister up! All the things they are leaving unsaid~! Like how Makoto needs to find out if her cognitive self said anything strange, or asking her about the bizarre crush Sae has on Ren, or if she wanted to chaperone that pool episode we have coming up. Gosh, what a scene that could have been. Guess we’ll have to wait until Ren’s around to ask, eh?

Besides, what was up with that storm? It came out of nowhere, didn’t it? Almost as if there was some ulterior motive behind it from a sexy upper echelon being, hmmmmm? Seems like a commenter on A03 managed to figure something was up with the storm. Tut tut tut CHYOA.com, you need to be sharper on the uptake. Or comment more, I'm breaking the fourth wall enough here.

Ohh, it’s happening!

Look! There it is!

Do you see?

Oh, right, textual mediums, how droll. Why didn’t the pathetic author learn how to draw? Inserting myself into your imagination will have to do, I suppose.

For you see, the point of that storm was nothing sinister at all~

Just a lovely little bit of stormy cover to start bringing in some old friends.

Remember who can make their way through the veil now? With only a little push, a dash of magic, and a tiny bit of fog from a recent bit of rain…

The shadows come out to play~

…

Nah, that’s too much vagueposting for my liking.

None of the scary cognitions are making it through. I’m not interested in having Renners go through a horror movie with Mara running around his school. Just some of the sexy ones.

Let’s describe the scenes to put your fears at ease… we have a collection of those masked bunny casino gals from Sae’s Palace going into some sketchy bars. A new Lamia pod has just taken up residence in a nearby landfill. Cognitive Haru just took off into space to try and find her missing space ship. Cognitive Ann, you get the picture, we have sexy monster girls in Japan! Great, right?

Why am I doing this? God, as a strawman asking questions you really do need me to lay it on thick, don’t you?

I. Don’t. Like. Ren’s. Favour. Simple facts. I gave it to him but the more I think about it the more I dislike it. Like why can’t I, the best character, see what he plans to do with it? I’m basically in his head 24/7 already, so has he got no plan or is managing to avoid my thought probing?

Pushing him like this will force him to use that favour to get rid of the shadows. The shadows in the real world thing was a daily request reward, so he doesn’t just get to ask a question to wish them back to the cognitive world without it being considered a ‘backsie’ so he’ll have to use the favour. Or? Maybe I’ll let him change the world to accept the cognitions, that sounds like a laugh.

Imagine, having everyone just accept that some monsters are real.

I could have a TV show start up where some guy wants to marry Skadi! Or have kids in the park feeding bread to rogue Pixies! Or, uh… Norn will… get a job at… an office…? Hm, think I’ll sit on that one a little longer.

Of course, all of them want to have sex with Ren, but that’s his fault for not going back to Mementos enough.

Don’t worry, I know I’ve put Ren through a lot recently, I’m just getting the cognitions into place today. The general public can’t see them, and they will avoid Ren while I drip feed him information about what has happened. I’m sure once he has Scathath’s juicy thighs wrapped around his body he’ll come around to shadow pussy. Or he’ll use his favour to wish them all away!

It’s a win-win for everyone!