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From the darkness of the ceiling, Hecatia descended in a way that she probably thought was ominous. Ominous, if I couldn't see her panties. Bold choice though I have to say.

"Yukari's fingers have arrived already? I thought they'd scheme a little longer before coming to die." Junko remarked as she stepped out from a hallway, her face in that placid smile of hers.

"Not yet Junko! Let me get a good look at them first!" Hectia insisted rushing toward us.

meticulously, she gazed over Goro, pinching parts of his robe, fumbling about with his bracelet, actuated his joints on his boney left hand, and scuffling her hair.

The Hell god nodded. "Very nice! Wearing the garbs of a dead eccentric Youkai hunter is quite the rebel statement in these times and something that retro could totally end up being chic nowadays! And that bracelet goes so well with it, ugh, if only I could find those old Youkai hunter souls... Although that's not to say you've done nothing to make it your own! This hand body mod of yours almost makes you look like your actually some sort of undead!"

"I'm flattered. You know, I actually thought about changing recently, but now I'm glad I second-guessed myself." Goro smiled.

"Now Seija..." She said, looking me over in the same, pedantic fashion. Although at least she had the decency not to lift my skirt or anything.

"Classic! I. Love. Your. Dress. Seija, I think seeing you for the first time was the best vibe I got since Clownpiece adopted the American flag. All those arrow motifs, the big bow at the back proving your femininity, the subtle translucent lining at the bottom, and those sandals really complete your tomboy look!" She gushed.

"I like the patterns too!" Clownpiece chimed in.

"If I were to improve you two..." Hectia thought, tapping her face with a finger.

"....I'd try some cohesion! Just a little though, you two are together right? It's important for couple outfits to share a little of each other's personalities. Plus, Yukari will probably try to put her mark on you two with some stuffy uniform sometime soon, best to enjoy yourselves now!" She commented.

This was good, the way Hectia was talking, we'd be able to walk out of here without a fight. Not that I wasn't itching to try my luck, but Junko was a spoilsport that went for the throat.

"Hey Seija! How about I take you to my wardrobe! I've got some wonderful outfits for you to try! You come to Clownpiece, I have some sets that might work with us three." She said, grabbing Clownpiece's and my arm.

"Goro, if you could be a dear, keep Junko company while were gone!" Hectia asked, before flying off with us.

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'Disaster', that was a good word for being left alone with one of the most lethal people I've ever seen, separated from Seija, in one of the most hostile places I've ever been.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Jun-"

"You're a Yakumo agent, that woman has drawn my ire as of late, Is there a reason I shouldn't kill you?" Junko asked, her smile unchanging.

"I'm bearing children, I swear, I can give you three references that aren't Yakumo who'll verify." I answer honestly.

Junko merely blinked.

"Uh, it would be nice to see the rest of this place, could you show me around?"

"Very well." Junko answered, turning and proceeding down a hall, I followed her, letting her walk a few paces in front of me.