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>"Huuuuuuuuuh? What's wrong, mooji-san? You look super pent up-moo."
>It’s the purple runt again, wearing that stupid red backpack.
>She starts giggling again with that same haughty, self-righteous tone.
>”What’s with that look? If you keep staring at me with those eyes you might get me pregnant… Ew…”
>This shitty brat, ringing that silly bell…
>"Huuuh? What's wrong-moo? You're the kind of dirty old ojisan who wants to smell a cute girl's sweaty feet? Really? So gross-moo..."
>She leans in, puts her face just an inch or two away from mine so I can smell that sweet musty purple smoke radiating off her
>She’s amused
>“Hmmm?”
>The little runt traces her fingers around the loop to that stupid pull-alarm dangling from one shoulder-strap, as if to remind me that’s always in her back pocket
>Despite that slightly disgusted tone of voice, she's got a stupid grin plastered on her face
>"I feel bad for moojisan, and I'm feeling generous since it's my birthday, so maybe juuuuuuust a little..."
>She kicks off one of her socks with no effort, like she's rehearsed this exact scenario before
>Then, she scowls
>"Come over here before I change my MIND, mooji-san."
>She starts tapping one of her toes on the floor, impatiently
>LET’SFUCKINGGO.mp4
>Rush the brat and circle around to her back
>She lets out a delighted shriek of a giggle and squirms
>She doesn’t resist just yet
>"What are you doooooing, mooji-san!? I said you could have just a little bit of fun-moo! Do you really want to go to jail that badly...!?"
>Even now she’s ridiculing the adults!
>Lift her arms above her head, and her expression changes in an instant
>"Wha...? Wait! What are you... doiiiing-moo!? Just because you left an akasupa doesn’t mean you can…!?"
>The little brat's expression melts when she feels my tongue on her armpit
>It looks like a thousand bolts of lightning strike her at once
>"Guuuh! What are you doing, mooji-san!? Why my armpits!? I'm gonna get mad-moo! How dare you taint the armpits of the GREAT. ALCHEMICAL. PURPLE. … SMOOOOOKE!?"
>Muyu keeps flailing like a madcow, hurling stupid petty insults in between gasps of air
>Obviously, I don't listen to the runt
>She continues squirming and squealing and curling her toes and glaring at me like I’m the scum of the earth
>Her face gradually turns bright red and tears well up in her eyes
>Her strength finally starts to wane
>"You're in trouble now mooji-san… I'm g--moo!?"
>Her finger, which was teasing the buzzer chord, trembles
>She doesn’t even have the strength to pull it
>"Shtop it moooooooooooo...!"
>Muyu arches her back
>She lets out the loudest string of nonsense babbling noises anyone’s ever heard
>They bleed into something that something halfway like a trail of giggles and hoarse moaning
>After a few more minutes of squirming, the great alchemical purple smoke finally admits defeat.
>She goes limp, shaking, heaving her chest up and down with a dumb dazed look on her face.
>I can’t tell if she’s in heaven or plans to lock me in the dungeon, again
>Can barely hear her mumble:
Mumumumu… mumumumu… … muyush woooorld…”
