Warm Matcha p2

"Tch, Lady Blanc."  "Hello, Leanbox oracle."  First step into the Basilicom and I'm greeted by this weirdo oracle.  Chika Hakozaki, a woman who desires to be Verts sister, greets me coldly as I walk inside the building.  That thought really bugs me, her constant need to be all over Vert...looking at her, touching her, sleepi- "Lady Blanc!"  I snap out of my irritated daze and focus at the task at hand.  "Big Si-er, Lady Vert is waiting for you in the spare room."  She has a lot of nerve calling me over to help her do what I think she's doing.  "If she thinks I'm helping her clean, she's out of her freakin' mind."

With a sigh, Chika pulled out a little note from her pocket and began reading with little enthusiasm.  Are those even pockets in that crazy get-up of hers?  " 'Don't let her out of her responsibility.  This is punishment for the mess that was made in Lowee.' "  My eyes dart between Chika and the little slip of paper, wondering if this was my punishment for our...little tussle.  Just stay calm, and get the hell outta here before she starts asking questions.

"What exac-"  "Fine fine, I'll head to the spare room.  Last thing I need is Mina chewing me out for ignoring my duties, no matter how small they are."  I scoff as I head down a hall, not realizing I have no idea where the hell I'm going.  As I turn a corner heading who knows where, I think I hear Chika mutter something...menacing.  I don't have time to let her little mumbling get me mad, I'm lost as hell and all these corridors look the same.  Why the hell is everything so huge in Leanbox?  The buildings, their so called military, Verts breasts...shit.

Of all the times for those to pop up in my head, why now?  "Dammit, dammit, dammit!"  I take my rage out on the nearest door, hoping that would somehow get me to where I needed.  This was the exact opposite of what I expecting, I kicked open a door that led to what appeared to be a storage room.  Beanbag chairs, computers, monitors, all kinds of things were stacked to high hell.

"It's about time you got here."  Before I could turn around, the door was slammed shut and locked, and my eyes had been covered up.  "Guess who~"  The smell of vanilla, those...wonderful perky breasts, that sultry voice...who the hell else could it be?  "...Thunder Tits."  Spinning me around facing her, I'm face to...breast with her now...and I couldn't bring myself to look up.  With a giggle she bounced, and with her hand took my chin and brought my to hers, but something seemed off.

"Why are you in HDD?"  She was smiling moreso than her usual self, but there was something unsettling about it.  Being this close to her, in a cramped room...  "Punishment."  She was one step ahead of me it seems, and I'm afraid I might like where this is going.  I mean I might not like where- "It's my turn Blanc..."