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Yuuka Hayase groaned where she sat at her desk in Seminar, pressing her long fingers against her forehead as her frustration grew. "They can't be serious!" she said out loud, none of the other Seminar members present to hear her talking to herself. "A purchase request like this?!" She felt her anger grow, Millenium's Game Development Department doing what they often did, and did best - brought out the worst in her. "Yuzu did not even attend the latest club leaders' meeting!" She stood up, all of a sudden, and her pretty face curled further into an irritated frown. "Or submit those forms I asked for last week!"
She burst from her Seminar office, her shoes clopping loudly against the hard floors of Millenium tower as she strode briskly towards the elevator. Immediately she was noticed by other students, several of them shrinking away or whispering something to their friends. They weren't the target of the terrifying "Ruthless Arithmetic" today, though.
No, that was definitely the Game Development Department. Yuuka had let them continue as a club after they scrounged together the requisite member count and successfully made a game, a pretty good game even. She'd only been taking it easy on them since then, if anything, letting their leader Yuzu fall behind on this or that piece of paperwork, letting them push back deadlines agreed upon for Tales Saga Chronicle 3... but to be slacking off like that, and then submit a request for 170,000 yen, a console and virtual reality headset?!
Enough was enough. It was time they got a piece of Yuuka's mind.
When she reached the Game Development Department's clubroom, Yuuka raised up on one of her dainty fists, ready to knock on the door. Then she thought better of it, decided not to give the club any warning of her approach. If those little brats were screwing around and slacking off on club duties, she wanted to catch them with their pants down.
Which turned out to be exactly what happened when her Seminar cardkey was accepted, and the door slid open.
Lying on top of the thick rug, amid an utter mess of retro consoles, controllers and cables, were Momoi and Midori Saiba. The pair were in the midst of a heated argument that had become physical, Momoi laid out on her back and Midori in a triumphant position straddled on top of her. Both girls' hands engaged in trying to snatch the handheld console between them from the grasp of the others'. Just as Yuuka entered the room, Midori finally pried it free, taking sole possession of the game system with a cute noise of triumph.
Unfortunately for her, Momoi had in fact let the console leave her grasp so she could unleash her secret attack, her free hands reaching down to her younger sister's hips instead.
"De-Pants Strike!"
Not having realised yet that there was someone else in the room with them, the red haloed catgirl happily tugged down the shorts of her green haloed sister, leaving that pert little butt now clad only in a snugly-fitted pair of white cotton panties, trimmed in green to match their wearer and printed with stars in the same colour. She giggled giddily as she took advantage of the ensuant confusion, easily snatching away the game system back into her own clutches.
Yuuka stood there gawking in amazement, feeling a hot pink flush overtake her face as she took in the sight of the cute catgirl's perky little rear in the air, just about pointing right at her as it wiggled back and forth in the course of the girls' continuing struggle. Those adorably childish panties, treasured by a growing girl for just a little bit too long given the snugness of their fit, hugged themselves tightly to the contours of Midori's private places. Showing off the pristine, innocent pussy they were instead supposed to be protecting. She swallowed, hard, and felt a jolt of arousal between her legs. Truth be told, there was another reason why the Game Development Department in particular were so good at getting under Yuuka's skin. She was into them, deeply attracted to each of the four girls that made up the club. A maths nerd herself, she could appreciate the geeky ways in which they channeled their passions and struggled to fit in. Could also appreciate how incredibly cute they all were, so small and petite, none of them even reaching Yuuka's hardly towering height of 156cm. Or her C-cup bra size.
"H-hey! No fair, sis! What if someone comes i-," Midori complained, scrabbling to pull her pants back up and letting Momoi enjoy her victory for the moment.
"Ahem!" Yuuka finally announced her presence, and Midori realised just how reasonable her concern had been. Immediately the younger twin shrieked, rolling herself off of her sister completely. Both girls now left on their backs on the floor, staring their wide, innocent eyes up at the taller, older girl who still held their club's life in the balance. Yuuka relished standing over them, enjoyed the sensation of power. Enjoyed the sight of the older twin's underwear, too, the girl's skirt having ended up hiked enough in the scuffle to reveal her matching pair of panties. Pink instead of green, though, and a pattern of hearts instead of stars. Momoi soon noticed where Yuuka's eyes were lingering, hastily pressing her skinny, shapely thighs together and smoothing down her skirt, a deep blush forming on her pretty face.
Yuuka paused a moment, letting the situation sink in and basking in the growing tension. This was going so much better than she'd expected! "This is how the Game Development Department spends its time?" she finally asked, the superiority of her student council position absolutely dripping from her voice. "Squabbling and undressing each other?"
"She started it!" Midori declared bitterly, pointing at her sister. "It was still my turn."
"Was not! You'd been going for ages!" Momoi fired back immediately.
"We agreed, we change when we lose a life."
"And then you went back and started doing all the easy side quests!"
"Girls!" Yuuka clapped her hands together, silencing the pair's latest breakdown of relations. Demanding their attention, and feeling another enjoyable twinge of power when she immediately obtained it. She'd never really lorded her position over them before, not in the way she was doing now. Then again, she'd never seen the sexy little pair's adorable kiddy panties, either. Something truly awful awakening within her. "That is quite enough of your unseemly behaviour. On your feet, now."
The twin catgirls sheepishly rose to their feet, the look on their identical features showing clearly they knew how much trouble they were in. "Good." Yuuka walked over to the meeker and younger of the two, Midori, and took a firm grip of her chin. The faint little squeak from the girl tickled Yuuka's ears, the blonde catgirl trying to be stoic but unable to keep her worry and indignance from her big green eyes. Nevertheless, she allowed her soft, delicate skin to be touched by the older girl, only helping coax the blue-haired Treasurer's long-buried desires to the surface. "I came here to tell your club leader that the club was on its last warning," Yuuka explained. "She's fulfilled none of her duties, and to then go and ask Seminar for 170,000 yen?!"
"She's not here!" Momoi answered defiantly.
"No, it seems she never is. Well, no matter. I'll just e-mail her the club disbandment notice."
"Whaaaat?!" The two twins had the exact same reaction, completely in sync with one another. It was adorable, Yuuka thought.
"Well as I said, your club had one last warning. I should think that either of your violent or inappropriate sexual conduct just now would suffice to earn that warning."
Horror blossomed onto Midori's face, her chin still held captive in the older girl's grasp. She shut her eyes, blinking away the beginnings of tears. Momoi, on the other hand, got angry. "That's not fair at all! You hadn't even issued the warning yet!" She took a step towards Yuuka and Midori, seizing the student council member's wrist and pulling it away from her younger sister's face. "And we weren't doing anything violent, or sexual! Speaking of which, I should file a complaint on you for peeking up my skirt!"
Yuuka hadn't seen that coming. The flush from before became one of guilt, for that was precisely what she'd been doing. No one at Seminar would believe that of her though, right? She snorted derisively, as much to convince herself it was a laughable idea as to convince Momoi.
"You won't really disband our club will you?" Midori asked in earnest.
"Hmmm," Yuuka stalled a moment, trying to centre her thoughts and recalculate. A partial success at best, her thoughts instead dominated by her desire to bring this little brat who'd called her out down a few pegs. "That depends on your sister. How about you run along now, Midori. Your sister and I have some matters to discuss."
"Huh? But..." The girl's big green eyes swung back and forth between the student council treasurer, and her sister.
Momoi shot her younger sister a thumbs up. "Don't worry about it, Midori! I'm not scared of her, I got this!" Midori returned Momoi's look of bravado with a look of worry and doubt, but did scamper away out the door as bidden.
Yuuka watched her go with delight, before turning back to the older sister with a wicked smile. All her calculations told her what she was about to try was out of line, the probabilities that her privileged position at the prestigious STEM school would fall into jeopardy much too high. That didn't matter. She couldn't help herself. "You know, you game development girls really are just too damn cute for your own good."
"H-huh?!" Momoi had clearly not been expecting that comment.
Yuuka didn't go on to explain it. "Now, what is it you said? That you'll report me to the school for peeking up your skirt?"
"Don't think I wouldn't!" Momoi folded her arms in front of her chest, pouting up at the older, taller girl. "So you better not come after our club!"
"Go on, then. Lift up your skirt."
"What?! What did you just say?!"
"If you'd like to accuse me of peeking, the least you could do is give me a proper look."
Momoi blinked. "No! I don't care if you are a part of Seminar, you can't tell students to-"
"Quiet." This time it was Momoi's turn to feel her soft chin seized by Yuuka's hand, silencing the beginning of a retort from the pouting girl as it instead became a surprised whimper. "I know just how much Yuzu and Arisu depend on this club. How fond of it your dear little sister is. Are you really such a selfish little brat that you'd throw it all away for your own pride?"
"I'm not selfish!" Momoi yelled back, indignantly.
"Good girl. Then you can lift up your skirt."
Realisation dawned on Momoi's pretty face, the blonde finally putting the pieces together. "You're not going to get away with this, you know! I'll find a way to protect the club, and then I'll report the hell out of you!"
"Hmm?" Yuuka smirked again, ignoring the pink-eyed catgirl's outburst. Instead, she crouched herself down, taking the hem of Momoi's short black skirt in her hands and doing the job of lifting it for her. Easily exposing the heart-print underwear the smaller girl wore, this pair doing just as good a job of teasing the eye with hints of the bare, pubescent slit they clung to. Unable to help herself, Yuuka shifted one hand to Momoi's front, holding up the skirt there instead so her other hand could reach forward. Nervous excitement making her skin tingle as she helped herself to a few clumsy fondles of Momoi's outer lips through her underwear.
"Stop it!" Momoi pleaded. "This is... sexual harassment! You'll get expelled for this!"
It was possible she'd end up expelled, Yuuka knew that. The indignant pout set on the pink-eyed first-year's babyface was too adorable to resist, though. The Seminar Treasurer smiled up at the girl, watching that slender body squirm and lips tremble as Momoi tried to work out which acerbic threat to fire off next. Keeping up her molestation of the catgirl's innocent pussy, now giddily squishing a finger up into the crease between those vulnerable folds. Sliding the long, perfect digit along it while her genius brain raced, hoping she might be able to coax some wetness from the girl while her own genitals throbbed with excitement.
"I said stop!" Momoi finally deployed her hands, all ten of the girl's little fingers wrapping themselves firmly around the wrist of Yuuka's transgressing hand, forcibly tugging it away from her privates. Yuuka let it happen, but wasn't expecting what the younger girl did next. Momoi grabbing her head with both hands, angrily pushing it backwards and almost causing the Seminar member to topple over in her crouched position. Yuuka managed to get her hands behind herself in time to catch her weight, looking up to see the catgirl have the audacity to smirk down at her, and taunt her. "When you get kicked out of school, they won't even care what you have to say about our club!"
Yuuka slowly rose to her feet, anger running cold in her veins. Whatever remained of her sensibilities rapidly slipped from her. "You really think they'd believe you, over me? Me, who just about keeps this whole school running? While your silly little club cannot even submit its forms?!"
Momoi balked just a little.
"Th-they miiight!"
Yuuka began to close in on Momoi again. "You're right, they might." The older girl's hand enclosed firmly around the younger girl's shoulder, reminding her just who was stronger in this situation. Physically. Socially. "Which is why I'm going to shift some money. I'll even buy your club the stupid virtual reality gear!" Momoi's face reflected confusion. "I'll change some records... if Millenium investigates, they'll find money being siphoned to the Game Development Department. Perhaps a little "secret" journal will be uncovered... one about how dear little Midori has been selling her sexy body to me for months in exchange for all that extra money? Even if you somehow managed to get me expelled, your little club would still be destroyed!"
"Leave Midori out of this!"
"Oh, is that all I had to say? Very well. You behave yourself, and I won't go after her."
"How am I supposed to trust you?!"
"Trust me?" The treasurer smiled an awful smile. Having regained control of the situation, she was enjoying this far too much. Having already crossed the line, there was no turning around now. That was a freeing feeling, though - Yuuka didn't want to turn around. "You think instead about how youre going to apologise to me." She let her hand slip from Momoi's shoulder, fingers tracing down the girl's skin through her flimsy Millenium blouse until she reached the gentle curve of one barely developed breast. Her smile widening at the discovery the girl wasn't even wearing a bra.
Momoi's blush deepened as she was felt up, but although her hands immediately went to Yuuka's again, this time there was no power behind them. It didn't take a master calculator to see that the sister was the weakpoint, the threat against the other twin leaving Yuuka free to continue molesting this delightfully dimunitive chest. Soon, both hands had joined in the fun. Her victim was tiny, ostensibly fifteen years old and yet her petite excuse for a pair of tits didn't even demand so much as a training bra. By all rights a little girl, utterly vulnerable without her assault rifle handy, and yet too big-headed to realise just how small and naive she truly was. A lesson, Yuuka thought as she felt her arousal rapidly growing, that she'd now be learning the hard way.
"Stop touching me! And what do you mean apologise?! You came in here threatening us! All we did was Yuzu not filling in some forms!"
"And then requesting 170,000 yen!" Yuuka couldn't help but interject, her eager hands giving Momoi's petite chest a few particularly rough squeezes.
"Right, but that's-"
The sharp sound of Yuuka's hand against Momoi's cheek bounced around the cluttered room, the rest of the blonde's words stolen away from her by the sudden slap. She looked up at Yuuka incredulously, one hand rubbing her cheek as the flesh pinkened. Tears of some kind now dotting the corners of her big, pretty pink eyes.
"I've heard enough, Miss Saiba. Now. If you'd like to keep your sister safe, and your club, you'll start using that mouth to apologise instead." Yuuka released the clasp on her suit jacket to let it hang open, and then began tugging her own short, black skirt down her legs.
Pleasingly, Momoi's eyes were captured almost immediately by her lacy black underwear, or more precisely, by the thick cock and heavy balls that strained desperately against their elastic confinement. "H-huh?! But, but that's... that is..." The blonde kitten had no idea what to say. Yuuka grinned down at the shorter girl, watching those eyes while she grabbed her stiff dick in one hand, giving it a single, teasing stroke through her underwear to emphasise it. She felt herself twitch in response, a dribble of precum staining her panties at its tip. Her cock, never having had a chance at another girl before, was as excited about this as she was.
Momoi continued to stare at the bluenette's cock, suitably shocked and terrified by its revelation. "Sorry! I'm sorry!" She finally started to apologise, but of course that wasn't what Yuuka wanted.
"On your knees, Miss Saiba," Yuuka commanded. "Suck it, or... well, I'm sure Midori would be sensible enough to put the club before herself. She was always the more responsible of you two. Cuter, too!"
"Leave her alone!" Slowly, hesitatingly, the pretty catgirl fell to her knees. She was blushing beet red, proper tears in her eyes now. "Just leave Midori out of this!"
Yuuka peeled her panties down to her thighs, her impressive cock finally allowed to spring free, pointed right at the kneeling first-year. "Enough talking," Yuuka replied, shuffling herself forwards to poke the bulbous head of her member right into one of Momoi's flushed cheeks. The Seminar member groaned, the mere touch of another's soft skin against her sensitive cockhead making it strain with anticipation, and reward the cheek it was enjoying with some fresh precum oozed from the tip. "Nnnh. About time the Game Development Club relieved some of my stress, instread of contributing to it!"
"I get it, okay? I'll do it, but you have to promi-mmmmmmmph!" Momoi's protest was cut off by the girthy cock that suddenly filled her mouth, Yuuka having grabbed the girl's head and pushed it onto her needy shaft. Far less interested in what she had to say than in what it would feel like to finally experience her first pair of lips around her dick.
In that moment, Yuuka knew it was all worth it. She wasn't ready for the sensations of having her dick in another girl's mouth, a low grunt escaping her lips as her eyes closed involuntarily, her head unable to help but tilt backwards. She'd spent so many lonely nights with nothing but her hand to enjoy, dreaming of one little girl or another. Momoi and Midori were both popular choices of masturbatory material... but to have the former now sucking her off for real, the smallness of the girl's mouth ensuring that it properly embraced the invading penis with every little movement... it felt even better than she could have imagined. Finally putting one of the members of Millenium's most annoying club thoroughly in her place, well, that was just a bonus.
"Mmmph! Hhmmmph mph mmmph hahmph mmhmph!" Momoi offered muffled complaint about one aspect of this or another, staring daggers up at Yuuka from her teary eyes. The bluenette just met the glare with a smug smile, savouring the way Momoi's tongue "adoringly" cradled her shaft, left no choice by her considerable girth. The catgirl's attempts to talk only helping work that young mouth around her, the vibrations of words stolen away to become pleasant thrums around her cock. This felt so good, and Momoi wasn't even doing anything to try to please her yet!
Something that Yuuka quickly sought to resolve. "Good girl. Now, doesn't kitten want her penis-milk?" She felt almost silly saying the words, though the innocent blonde's horrified, wide-eyed reaction made it worth it. "Suck it properly, if you want to save your club!"
"Mhm?" Momoi's muffled sound reflected a question. Clearly the little girl didn't know what she was doing, proving to be just as innocent as she looked as she tried to suck hard on the end, with no movement to provide the friction Yuuka desperately craved.
"Use your tongue," the older girl demanded next, Momoi giving a displeased whimper in response but dutifully beginning to offer slow, halting licks to Yuuka's throbbing cockhead. Except, she completely released the member from her mouth to concentrate on this new task, offering a different sort of pleasure with her halfhearted licking but also taking away the wonderful embrace of warm, wet first-year mouth.
"Useless." The Seminar Treasurer wasn't about to wait for the little scamp to learn how to give a blowjob. Instead, she firmed up her grip on the smaller girl's head and pulled her back onto her shaft with uncaring force, helping her long, thick member press in even deeper now. Momoi quickly began to gag around the invading length of flesh, unprepared, but Yuuka's firm grip kept her in place. "Yessss..." This felt good for her. "Be punished! Perhaps you'll... ngh... respect your seniors a little more now, Momoi?"
"Mmmmmph! Mmngh mmph hhmmmp hhllllmph!" Momoi clearly didn't like this, but Yuuka did, and she wanted more. She grabbed at that pretty head with both hands, happily working it back and forth along her considerable length as if it were just a sex toy. The catgirl coughed and gagged and spluttered in response, struggling with her throat's first introduction to an eager penis. The Treasurer didn't let that dissuade her, though. Her own inexperience had her overexcited, manifesting in the brutal tempo of her thrusts only increasing.
She fucked Momoi's face for a good half a minute, her low grunts morphing into higher-pitched, more feminine moans of pleasure as it rapidly built. Only then did she give the younger girl a break, pulling her cock free to admire her handiwork, her throbbing shaft glistening with the girl's saliva in the dimly lit room, while yet more saliva dribbled from the corner of the small girl's mouth. Similar wet streaks tracked their way down her adorable face, from her widened eyes. The poor thing panted for breath, in between a few more coughs, and avoided Yuuka's gaze entirely. The older girl retaliated by shoving her cock right into the bottom of Momoi's dainty nose, hoping the pretty little thing could smell her arousal.
"You didn't... promise..." Momoi complained weakly, no power behind the words. Yuuka smirked. Going through all that, and still only thinking about protecting her sister and the club? Perhaps she'd underestimated the girl!
"You didn't agree to do this again for me next week," Yuuka answered, relaxing one hand's grip on the girl's head to grab her dick and slap its big swollen head into one of Momoi's flushed cheeks a few times.
"A-again?!" Momoi tried to ignore her cockslapping.
"How naive you are, Miss Saiba." Yuuka now returned to grinding her cock into Momoi's soft skin, giving a grunted exhale of pleasure through her nose at the pleasant friction. "At least until your club gets its act together, it seems you're mine to play with as much as I like."
"I hate you! You're the worst!" Fresh tears formed in the catgirl's pretty pink eyes.
Yuuka scoffed. "The worst? Personally, I consider a week to be a mercy. Should I reconsider?"
Momoi clearly went to respond further in the same vein, but quickly abandoned the idea. Now she just looked defeated. "Okay," she said quietly, the word barely audible.
"What was that, sweetheart?"
"Okay! I'll do it again next week! If you promise!"
"Yes, yes. I promise, I'll not come after your club, or Midori, so long as I have my pet kitten here."
Momoi glared up at her. Perhaps there was still a little fire left in the girl, but either way she silently held out a hand, pinky extended for promising. Yuuka's own hand quickly met the girl's smaller one, but her fingers occupied themselves with playing with the girl's palm, rather than interlocking their pinkies. Her other hand, meanwhile, encouraged her catgirl cocksucker's head back where it belonged. Only once Momoi's soft lips had begrudgingly wrapped themselves around her throbbing head, did Yuuka let her pinky finger wrap itself tightly around Momoi's. A low groan of ecstasy escaping her mouth.
Their brief little break hadn't helped her calm down at all, though, and with Momoi still clueless about what to do, Yuuka picked up right where she'd left off. Steadying the first-year with her hand on her head, her hips quickly resumed their vigorous thrusting, unabashedly feeding Momoi more cock than she could handle. The warm embrace of the young mouth felt incredible, every rapid push forwards and pull backwards sliding this wonderful little tongue along her shaft. The convulsions of Momoi's throat as she gagged around her when she pushed in too deep a forbidden treasure that she was all too happy to plunder, again and again.
Momoi's free hand moved to her thigh, weakly trying to stop her without daring to jeopardise their agreement by resisting too firmly. Eventually, the girl's other hand tried to do the same, but Yuuka didn't let it, her pinky still clinging possessively to the blonde's. The catgirl shot her a look with those beautiful, tear-filled pink eyes, and suddenly that was it. She was too pretty, too precious, and just like that the tingle in the tip of Yuuka's cock became too strong to ignore, the student council Treasurer realising a moment too late that she was going to cum. She'd miscalculated, a rare error for her, although the result would only be an entirely satisfying, and very needed orgasm.
"Little... brat..." grunted Yuuka, savouring the sensations for as long as she could before she pulled out at the last moment. Finally releasing their pinky promise so she could rapidly jerk along her length, really making sure she milked out every last drop of semen as she began to burst onto the Game Development Department member's adorable lolita face.
"Kyaa!" Momoi squealed as the first hot streamer of thick dickgirl cum splattered onto her cheek, immediately closing her eyes and raising a hand to try to shield herself. Yuuka simply evaded its protection, pointing her pulsing shaft slightly upwards to unload the next couple of sticky salvos into Momoi's fringe. Deciding then and there that she liked messing up the girl's hair, she rose up on her feet, watching with glee as so very much of her potent, pungent sperm shot forth to end up all over the top of the girl's head, thoroughly staining those silken strands of gold. One ear of Momoi's headset similarly defiled, a big glob of the stuff leaving a wet trail as it slowly slid down a cat-shaped ear.
Yuuka's new pet surrendered completely at that point, her defenses broken and her hand lowering in defeat. Which of course only allowed the older girl to further sully her innocent features, squeezing out another large blob of the stuff that promptly spread itself over the bridge of Momoi's nose. Already having cum so much, the rest of Yuuka's load came with less intensity, but no less volume, now dribbling out copiously from her pulsing tip. The bluenette quickly shoved her member forwards, smearing it into Momoi's rapidly-closed lips so it could empty out the rest of its awful payload onto their enticing softness. Sticky sperm left to slowly slide down the girl's chin.
Taking a few steps backwards, Yuuka relished in the sight of the cute little girl, so thoroughly debased by such a voluminous facial. Marked with her cum, the amount serving as the proof of just how incredible this had felt for her. Momoi, meanwhile, was quietly whimpering to herself, keeping her pretty pout resolutely pointed towards the ground as the Treasurer's seed dripped from her. Her Millenium blouse similarly stained in cum and drool. It was a sorry sight, and as the rush of arousal slowly left the now-satisfied Yuuka, the Seminar member did feel a little guilty. Perhaps worse, she'd taken a number of incalculable risks here, really gotten herself out of control. Just because she'd seen the twins' panties? All for a few fleeting minutes of fucking a pretty face?
It had felt soooo good, though. So immensely enjoyable, and not just the physical sensations of lips, tongue, throat around her cock. She'd enjoyed properly wielding her power. Enjoyed putting this impudent little brat in her place, pushing her around, slapping her. Using her! Even awash with this post-nut clarity, she regretted setting the next date a whole week away at least as much as she regretted losing control.
She just had to be more careful. Properly calculate all scenarios for the next time she got her cock sucked by this total cutie. Or, whatever else the statistics taught her she could probably get away with!
"Behave yourself, and I'll be gentler next time," Yuuka offered. The closest Momoi got to any sympathy, as her blackmailer bent to pull up her underwear and slide on her skirt. She stood again, re-clasping her suit and giving her body the salaryman wriggle to get comfortable in it again. "Clean up, and don't do anything silly. I would like to see your club continue." Momoi still didn't respond, remaining there on her knees and sniffling quietly, staring at the floor. Yuuka's foot gave a few impatient taps, and then she turned to leave. "Very well."
Yuuka strode off with the same clarity she'd entered with, but now a changed girl. Changed for the worse. Oh how she would be enjoying her time to come with the Game Development Department, though!