🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Kamistella looked at Erish, looked, and concluded that the Rinzei had some kind of incorrect understanding of beauty. Is there any point in just looking at beauty and not interacting with it in any way? That's so boring! Boring! Very boring! Perhaps Phantom started having fun by humiliating random inhabitants of Asuguh and committing bloody murders because simple things had completely ceased to bring her joy and pleasure? However, the enjoyment derived from Phantom's antics seemed appealing only to those with very alternative tastes. Lustful shard of consciousness: Argh, a devotee of the virgin goddess! Toxic-pink shard of consciousness: Look at it from another angle! Have you seen anyone worthy of tasting the body of the great Rinzei? And I haven't. The same is true for the Mistress. Lustful shard of consciousness: So, we've come back to the same old thing... how predictable! – Massage, you say... – Kamistella pondered. – I don't think anyone in this mansion will give me the kind of massage I want right now. The nearest skilled masseurs safely fled the capital as soon as the war began. Okay, you're free to go! You can probably rest too. The Calcite raiders are unlikely to return anytime soon. Judging by the Lunarian's face, she no longer wanted to see Erish. And what did he do wrong, one wonders? Oh, women, their minds are impossible to understand...