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“<span class="mu-s">Tenth Question: Which hobo likes sweet things the best? Nariko, Yu Yan, Ruby, Debbie, or honorary hobo Ajna?</span>” You throw them the mother of all curve balls!
Neither Emily nor Carol have any idea what you’re talking about, leaving the question open to the only person who can answer. Problem is, none of the girls are holding themselves well enough to act…
“<span class="mu-i">I don’t know, Ruby?</span>” Carol did her best to guess as she’s the first one to press the button.
“Wrong.” You shake your head.
“<span class="mu-i">Debbie, perhaps? That’s Ambiton-P, correeect~?</span>” Emily tries her luck.
“Yes, she is! But you’re wrong.” You continue shaking your head Amelia style. Emily jumps back onto the bed to relax her fidgeting.
“<span class="mu-i">H-Her name is Amber though.</span>” Carol frowns, feeling like this is unfair.
The button is pressed for the last time for this round! It’s Clutz’s turn to give an answer! You’ll allow them a chance to guess if the buzzing contestant gets it wrong.
“<span class="mu-i">Manager, I know who it is, Ihohoho~</span>” A cocky Vortexia basks in her glory. “<span class="mu-i">YUNG-P! Beg for mercy~! Your time has come~!</span>” She taunts all melodically.
“<span class="mu-i">S-Spit it out!</span>” Carol won’t do such a thing.
“<span class="mu-i">Emily, anything to say?</span>” Clutz continues giggling with impunity.
“<span class="mu-i">I haven’t once called you anything disparaging~…!</span>” Emily argues in her favor, which surprises you. Yes, she has never called Vortexia by her real name ‘Clutz.’
“<span class="mu-i">You’re worth working with! Ihohoho~</span>” Clutz is drunk with power… and cake! Cake doesn’t make people drunk, just horny. “<span class="mu-i">Manager~, the answer is my rival, the nasty Narikooooo~!</span>” She sings her answer.
“<span class="mu-s">You’re correct.</span>” You assume anyway. It’s not a clear cut answer like if Nina was involved. You almost sang back, but you remember how bad of an idea it would be. Not even the cake can make you confident in spontaneously singing. “Who do you want to punish this round?”
“<span class="mu-i">YUUUNG-P~!</span>” Clutz cheerfully retorts with her most sadistic smile yet. You don’t know how to feel about this, but the cake in your stomach is giving you directions.
“<span class="mu-i">S-Screw you!</span>” Carol gets upset. “I-I’m not getting fed now! You’ll wait!” She goes back to her bra plan! She throws it into Vortexia’s face, but somehow her hair blocks it, then she laughs and laughs. “Agh! Give me the thing and don’t look at me!”
“H-Here’s your slice.” You don’t like rewarding this tantrum with cake, but rules are rules.
Carol eats the cake with determination, which flees when the effects strike her without mercy.
“<span class="mu-i">C-Craaaap~!</span>” Carol can’t control herself anymore, she’s in the same state as Emily. Her brain is too preoccupied to try to surrender.
“<span class="mu-i">This is the prelude of things to come~</span>” Vortexia proclaims her future victory, not only here, but at work. She’s one point away...
