Nash leaned back into the couch, his arm draped easy around Sarra's shoulders, feeling her soft warmth against his side.

The room was filled with chatters, a mix of laughs and clinks from glasses, like a party that had just found its groove after a long night.

Over by the low table, Mac and Drex played the part of friendly hosts, but Nash could spot their game from a mile away. They hovered close to Hina, topping off her glass the second it got low.

"Try this mix, it's got a sweet fruit bite that hits just right," Mac said, flashing a wide grin as his eyes dipped a little too long on her bouncy moves.

Hina let out a bright giggle, grabbing the drink and chugging a big sip without thinking twice. Her cheeks were already glowing pink from the earlier rounds, and she swayed just a touch as she set the glass down, her words starting to slur a hair at the edges as she launched into a story about the crowd's wild energy.

Drex jumped in smoothly, sliding another colorful one her way before she could even blink.

"Yeah, perfect for keeping that post-show buzz alive. You earned it after killing it on stage."

They kept their smiles light, but those quick side-glances between them showed their true intentions, loosen her up, slide in close.

Hina didn't seem to notice, too caught up in her own bubbly world, twirling a strand of her yellow hair as she rambled on, her free hand waving wild like she was conducting an invisible orchestra.

But Kai, sprawled on her beanbag with that sharp radar always on, clocked it first.

Her lazy grin faded into a flat line as she watched Drex nudge that fourth, or was it fifth? glass Hina's way.

She pushed up slowly, like a cat uncoiling, her tanned arms flexing just enough to make her jersey shift.

"Whoa, hold up there, barkeeps. Hina's already floating, ease off the pour train before she tips over."

She sauntered over, snatching the fresh glass from Drex's hand mid-slide and setting it down with a soft clink on the table, out of Hina's reach.

"You're cute with the host vibes, but this ain't a relay race. She's had plenty."

Hina blinked up at her, pouting.

"Aww, Kaiii! But it's yummy... c'mon, one more? The crowd was sooo hyped, like fireworks in my tummy already!"

She reached for the glass anyway, fingers brushing the stem, but Kai bumped her hand away, like swatting a fly.

The room hit a quick hitch, chatter dipping as heads turned. Mac's grin froze awkward, his hand hovering on his own drink, face flushing that guilty red guys get when the jig's up.

"Hey... we mean no harm. We're just... keeping the party's rolling. She's an adult, right? Having fun." He laughed it off quick, but it came out forced, eyes darting to Drex for backup.

Drex rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah, what he said. Thought she was good... didn't mean to overdo it." But his glance flicked to Hina's swaying form, then away fast, the "plan" seemed compromised now.

Rei straightened from her spot by the window, calm eyes narrowing just a touch. She stepped over and placed a steady hand on Hina's shoulder.

"Kai's right. You've got plenty of sparkle, switch to water or fruit before it goes fuzzy." Her voice was warm, easing Hina back onto the couch.

Hina sighed, crossing her arms but giggling.

"Fiiine, worrywarts. But don't cramp my style!"

Miko peeked over her glasses, for tablet, and snorted.

"Told you the pervs would push it."

The mood had changed, everyone now aware of Mac and Drex and keeping them on watch.

Nash stayed quiet but shot them a look, half warning, half pity. He already had enough on his plate, he didn't need them to make it worse.

Drex mouthed a weak "Sorry, man," while Mac busied himself stacking plates, heat burned out.

The air cleared quick. Hina bounced back with water in hand, toasting.

"To real friends who undrunked me! Party's still on, right?"

Laughter rose, tension gone, but Mac and Drex lingered awkward at the edges.

Meanwhile, Jaz had edged closer to Miko on the couch, her folding in like she was trying not to take up too much space. The awkward fan-girl jitters from earlier was gone and now she was all in, eyes sparkling.

Miko actually set her tablet down for once, glasses catching the glow as she leaned in with a rare spark. For the first time she sounded genuinely excited, and Jaz nodded hard.

Nash let their voices fade to background noise, his thoughts pulling him elsewhere. Across the room, Aiko alone was unreachable, curled up in her corner chair, that phone screen lit up like a shield she wasn't ready to drop.

He needed a way in, something to chip at that wall without making it worse. Quiet as a thought, he focused and checked her system in his head

AIKO TANAKA

Type: Tsundere / Hidden Affection

Affection: 22% (-18%) → Barely a spark right now, and it's fading quick after catching that locker slip-up.

Lust: 45%

Trust: 15% Bond Sync: 1/5 – Wary Curiosity

→ Preferences

Love Type: Competitive Rivalry (she only respects someone who beats her yet still acknowledges her worth)

Erotic Weakness: Forced Submission + Verbal Teasing (she gets flustered when called out or cornered, especially with cocky words)

Position Type: Pinned-down straddle, wrists held above head, pressed against wall or floor, any position where her pride is dominated

Foreplay Style: Aggressive banter, grabbing wrists, pulling hair lightly, kissing mid-argument; sudden closeness that shatters her defenses

Triggers: - Opening up with real talk on old heartaches that hit close. +3% Trust- Tiny fixes, like smoothing a messy twin-tail without making a fuss.→+4% Affection, +6% Lust - Standing up for her when the teases hit her tsun shell too hard.→+7% Affecton- Flirty lines in a crowd → -4% Trust - Brushing off her huffs → -7f Affection- Strutting about other girls → - 8% Lust

Nash let out a quiet groan inside, thumb pressing into his temple like it could rub out the headache. Those triggers? They were useful only if there were only the two of them.

Trying it here would be a disaster. Sarra would clock it in a heartbeat, her system was flirting with jealousy. Nia could turn possessive in a snap, or angry, she had been waiting for too long now, and he still pushed her for later, and with Rei around? Any move toward a girl was like walking in a land of mines.

He tipped his head back, staring at the fancy ceiling lights that danced like stars, mind spinning for a safe crack in the ice, one that wouldn't turn this cozy chaos into a blow-up.

Hina caught his far-off look and pouted big, all dramatic as she grabbed a fresh pour from the table.

She leaned in super close, her frilly skirt whispering against his knee while a sticky finger poked his cheek.

"Nashyyy! Earth to you! Not hearing a single word, am I that dull or what?"

She wobbled forward with a tipsy sway, drink tipping wild near his lap, her poke turning into a full cozy-up. That soft press of her chest against his arm was an accident, but the kind that lit sparks anyway.

From her spot by the window, Rei watched it all with that judging gaze of hers. She was a little annoyed seeing how pure Nash was playing it, like he was above the current.

Her lips curved into a sharper smile. She moved, gliding a step closer.

"Maybe he's just caught up with his girl there. She seems like the type who holds his full attention, sweet, the way she's tucked right in."

All innocent, just that little tone, like she was sharing an easy truth over tea. But her eyes flicked to Sarra with a soft tilt of her head.

"You two look so in sync. Though... he didn't seem so soft when he was banging that woman in the VIP area."

The words dropped heavy, pulling the room into a hush. Mac and Drex both gasped, glasses half raised midair.

Jinzo froze with his mouth hanging open. Across the line, the Baby-Boom girls shifted wide-eyed, like a silent chorus of oh no, he's cooked.

Miko didn't like his attitude enough to get fully invested in it. She tossed her tablet aside with a quick smirk, glasses flashing and she hopped on the thread.

"Ooh, yeah, the flings girl? Omg, it was so wild, Nash. You're a dangerous player, aren't cha?"

She leaned way forward, hungry for drama.

"Come on... don't blue-ball us. Your girlfriend's right here, but she deserves to know you bang other girls, right?"

The chatter dipped for a quick breath, the room holding still like it waited for fireworks. It was hard to say at this moment what was their plan here.

If they were supposed to use their charm on Nash, why try to antagonize him? Kai's reaction, more worried than surprised, showed that it might be an improvisation out of spite.

They were ready for smoke, but all they could hear was... crickets sound.

Sarra just sipped her drink calm as ever, hand chilling on Nash's thigh like it was home base.

Miko blinked hard, shoving her glasses up her nose.

"... Wait... Hold up, you... Hey, did you hear me? No freak-out? If my guy pulled that with some random chick, I'd be yeeting furnitures."

Sarra fiddled with a twist of her brown hair, a nervous tic, but Nash's fingers gave hers a soft, steady squeeze under the table, grounding her like an anchor.

She shrugged, that small smile popping easy.

"Eh, we're not locked down like that. Complicated, sure. But I don't chain Nash, he does his thing, and we're still us."

Nia, kicked back on the couch arm with legs crossed lazy, she couldn't let it slide.

Her smirk bloomed wide as she waved it off like old news.

"Girl, please, are you new in the underground? More than half the room's already been fucked by him. No virgin here... Except maybe Jaz."

Jaz flinched at the mention, not sure if she should feel shameful or proud.

The Baby-Boom hirls hit pause, Hina's eyes popped wide with pure glee, but the rest? Stone-cold freeze.

Rei just raised a smooth brow.

"... Everyone here? Except... One?"

Miko's jaw hit the floor behind her glasses, a rare full-on gape. Kai arched a brow from her beanbag sprawl, hooked but playing it chill.

Aiko's phone nearly tumbled from her grip, cheeks blooming red as she snuck a peek over the edge.

"... What... The..."

Sarra dipped her head.

"Yeah, I mean... Isn't it common for a man to have many girls?"

Nia grinned sharper, leaning in like she was spilling gold.

"Not necessarily in the upper world, I suppose that's your hometown? Here we follow our heart, and our bodies. Even that glass girl smells fresh off a round."

Sarra blushed slightly.

Rei eased back into it slowly, her smile softening to something thoughtful.

"I suppose we lack the experience of a true relationship, I suppose. But stringing threads like that? Feels off-balance. Girls should get the real deal, not a guy who juggles like it's a show."

She waved a hand light, graceful, like she was smoothing silk, trying to nudge the vibe without shoving.

Nia cracked a laugh, tilting her head back to sniff the air big and fake, zeroing in on Hina with a playful squint.

"Says the pot to the kettle. I can sniff out fun from blocks away, and your bubbly buddy here's got that fresh-adventure glow. Multiple flavors, from the jump."

Hina exploded into giggles, hands clapping.

"Tee hee! Guilty as charged, opportunities galore out there! But did I do the full dive? That's my little mystery box. Keeps the chase spicy!"

Miko choked on a sputter, face twisting.

"Wait, don't tell them that, you idiot!"

Rei nodded along gentle, her voice a steady hum.

"True enough. But this web? It tugs wrong. No one's a puzzle piece in someone else's game."

But she had already lost. Hina was already all-in, eyes huge and hungry as she scooted tight to Nash, her hand landing playfully on his knee like it grew there.

"Z'it true? You're doing magic with your hands and get all the girls you want? Gimme the dirt!"

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