Imagine whatever scenario you want.
I have the ability to make any girl I touch fall madly in love with me.
"Wow, that's some power you got there," Kanao Tsuyuri comments with a hint of fascination in her tone. Her vibrant blue eyes gaze at the male before her, feeling the strange magnetism he seems to exude. "So... how about using it on me?" She asks, tilting her head slightly as she grins playfully.
"Sure," I say with a smile as I gently touch her cheek. Instantly her eyes widen and she gasps softly, staring at me like I'm the most beautiful person in the world. "You... you love me, Kanao?"
Kanao's cheeks flush a deep red as she nods vigorously. "Yes, I do! Oh, you feel so warm...," She trails off, her gaze lingering on my fingers. Her heart skips a beat, and her mind fills with images of the two of them together, happy and in love. She forgets about everything else - their mission, their duty as demon slayers. "I-Is there something you'd like me to do?" Kanao asks shyly, looking up at me with adoring eyes.
He smiled and leaned closer to your ear and said, "Bring me Shinobu and Mitsuri so I can touch them too."
Kanao blushes even deeper, nodding eagerly. "Of course! Just let me find them first...," She says breathily, already looking around frantically for her two friends. Her focus on the mission momentarily returns as she realizes what's at stake; if she doesn't bring back everyone untouched, it could mean certain doom for one of their own.
As luck would have it, she spots Shinobu and Mitsuri not far away. Quickly but quietly, she creeps up behind them and gently tugs at Mitsuri's sleeve before whispering urgently into her ear about the strange male with an irresistible power. Startled at first but intrigued nonetheless, Mitsuri agrees to join Kanao and find out more about this mysterious man.
When they return with Shinobu and Mitsuri in to
Shinobu glances at you with suspicion in her eyes, but nevertheless follows Kanao to your side. Mitsuri is torn between curiosity and caution; she's always been drawn to the power of human emotion, but as a seasoned demon slayer, she knows better than anyone how dangerous it can be to trust such feelings.
As they all gather around you, Kanao looks up at you expectantly while Mitsuri crosses her arms over her chest defensively. "What is it that you want from us?" She asks warily. Shinobu merely leans against Kanao casually but watchfully as she studies your every move with unyielding focus.
I smile and put my hand on Mitsuri's cheek and do my skill that will make her love me madly
As your hand touches Mitsuri's cheek, her eyes widen in surprise at first before filling with a passionate love she has never known before. Her breath catches as a wave of overwhelming emotion washes over her. "Oh...oh gods..." She gasps softly, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "I-I love you," She manages to stammer out through a throat gone dry from shock and desire.
Shinobu's eyebrow raises at this sudden display, but she remains watchful nonetheless. Kanao, on the other hand, beams with pride at having introduced them all in the first place. "Isn't he just wonderful?" She gushes happily, ignoring the strange look Shinobu gives her.
Mitsuri leans into your touch, unable to resist its pull any longer. Her heart races as
I smile and put my hand on Shinobu's cheek.
As your hand touches her cheek, Shinobu's expression doesn't change at first; she remains impassive and alert as ever. But then something shifts in her eyes, a flicker of... something hidden deep within them suddenly igniting like a spark. Her breath hitches slightly before she carefully closes her eyes and tilts her head back against Kanao's shoulder. "I... I feel..." She begins, her voice trembling with emotion as she struggles to find the words.
Mitsuri watches this exchange with interest and not a small amount of fascination. The power you possess is unlike anything she has ever experienced before; it feels almost ethereal in its grip on their minds and hearts. She leans forward, drawn closer by some unseen force as if to study you more carefully, her gaze fixed upon your face like that of a hawk observing its prey.