Otaku Three, Interlude One! 

A Magic Interlude! 

by Jared Ornstead 
  
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INTERLUDE WARNING!! 

 This means that things will be very short and silly, with as much humor as can 
be crammed in at the expense of plot. There will also be humor at the expense of 
character, scenery, plot (but we already said that) and everything else that can 
be chopped, hacked or squeezed to eliminate all of the baggage unnecessary to 
having a good ol weird time. 
 So don't laugh, this is serious. 

Also this is as close to a lemon as I'll ever write. Fair warning. I'm almost 
too embarrased to post this, so be gentle, okay? 

BTW, if you're reading this then I've put the expanded version of Chapter Twelve 
up on fanfiction.net  There were scenes I'd cut because of length, that really 
don't go anywhere else and the chapter doesn't do well without. 

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 Jared was walking around dressed for a Slayers universe while trying 
unsuccessfully to discern why he had been dropped on the observation deck of 
Tokyo Tower in the midst of several school field trips. 
 Ignoring the weird looks he was getting, he stopped by a handy souvenir booth 
and picked up a copy of a "So You Are A Supreme Magical Creature Out To Destroy 
Tokyo" handbook. He considered picking up the other two in the set: "Your Step 
By Step Guide Toward A Conquest Of Japan Using Armies Of Evil." and "Earth, The 
New Home For Your Alien Race." 
 He *did* pick up a copy of the master volume. "So You Want To Invade Tokyo." 
sneering at the junior version. "How To Invade Tokyo, A Beginner's Guide." 
 Odd, the shopkeeper at the souvenir stand seemed to think the titles were 
joking. Right off that cut out any universe *he* was used to visiting. Hmm, good 
reading, though. 
 There were lots of people gawking at him. 
 The redhaired boy ill-dressed for the occassion ignored them, until a redhaired 
girl in a short school uniform rushed past him and he realized this was a 
*golden* opportunity for evading one of the worst dangers should he ever get 
back to that Eva world. 
 The tides rising to crash behind him, Jared clenched a fist and posed. "Listen, 
I don't care WHO it is, but I'm going to fall in love with *somebody* TODAY!!" 
 A giant flash of light appeared at that instant and dropped him and three girls 
off on the back of a giant, flying fish. 
 The superspy looked around him. 
 Cephiro. Rayearth. Three proto-Magic Knights wondering what was going on. 
 Magic Knights. 
 Giant mecha, with their girl pilots called Knights. 
 "You know, it has been my observation that God has a finely developed sense of 
irony." Jared tossed a forgiving glare heavenwards. "Someone up there is 
laughing his tail off." 

 They landed on a insland in the air. 
 "Hi! I think we should all introduce ourselves!" Cried out the redhaired girl, 
eager to make everyone's acquaintance. 
 Then a small ripple passed through the air. 
 "My name's Jared... the Chaste." He amended, seeing the hungry looks they were 
all directing to him, and most particularly to his muscles. He'd changed his 
mind. 
 The girl in green smoozed up to him, leaning in to breathe. "Mine's Fuu... Just 
Fuu." 
 "Uuuhh." 
 The ripple passed and they all seemed to shake themselves awake. Fuu backed 
off, blushing as she did so and looking toward the ground out of her wide lensed 
glasses. 
 Somehow all *three* girls reacted similarly. 
 Jared *prayed* they could get through the rest of the introductions without 
mishap. Then the redhaired girl introduced herself as Hikaru just as another 
ripple passed through the air. Then Jared found he had another occupant to his 
shirt. 
 The girl with blue hair reached for her throat and untied the ribbon there, 
unbuttoning the top button of her school uniform shirt as she merely gave her 
name as "Umi." 

 Jared was hidden under a rock, shivering uncontrollably. 
 Clef bowed his head in shame. "I'm afraid that, under High Priest Zagato's 
influence, Princess Emeraude has begun to think some very hentai thoughts. If 
things keep going in this direction, it won't be long before every man, woman 
and creature in Cephiro is locked in a passionate embrace that will never end." 
 Jared was plainly terrified, emerging from his rock and asking. "So what do we 
do?" 
 A strange expression passed over Master Mage Clef's face as he tried to 
struggle against a small ripple that had passed through his space. Fighting 
desperately to speak, he said. "You must first bring each of these girls to 
climax at least eleven times..." 
 "Not THAT!!" Jared shouted, getting a desperate gleam in his eyes. "Look, 
couldn't we just kill the princess, or something?" 
 "Yes, that would work, too." Clef admitted, seeming to get control of himself 
again. 
 "About the other?" Fuu broke in. 
 "Oh, think nothing of it. It was just a contingency plan, to show Her Highness 
that her subjects were getting some, and..." 
 *BLAM* 
 Jared raised his finger from pointing at the now smoking and charred Master 
Mage. "I think we've heard enough of THAT, thank you." 

 Alcyone, supporter of High Priest Zagato, attacked. 
 Jared, acting on a whim (and this was Cephiro, a land where a person's will was 
the greatest force, and thus he could exercise his dream powers almost as if he 
were imagining this... at least with regards to himself), pulled open his shirt 
to reveal a red S emblazed in a shield pattern on a blue field worn there. 
 Then he spun and was revealed in full costume. 
 A costume consisting of twelve individual spandex molecules, half of that 
located on his arms and chest, half of the remainder covering his lower legs, 
and two of the precious molecules left going into an abbreviated cape. Leaving 
him with a grand total of ONE sole spandex molecule covering his waist and 
thighs, stretched extra far to reach around back as well. "Uhh, maybe the tights 
are a little too much on this world. Or too little." He amended. 
 He caught a glimpse of the three Magic Knights, drooling at him. 
 "Okay, at least I know where the *costume* changes come from." 
 Master Mage Clef was frozen stone from having put his head up Hikaru's skirt 
from behind without her permission, and being punished by the powers of the land 
for the crime of taking liberties that were not willingly given. 
 "That's no way to treat a lady," Jared in Superman guise told to the 
transformed man. "I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." He kicked the 
petrified mage over the edge of the cliff and picked up the three girls in his 
arms. "Okay, now we've got to fly to the Forest of Silence." 
 "What about Alcyone?" Umi asked, cuddling closer. 
 "Oh, her. I'll just bribe her with a pair of Zagato's boxer shorts. She'll let 
us go." 

 Presea began to lead them through the castle in the Forest of Silence, saying 
as she gave them the tour. "We are but eight score young blondes and redheads, 
all between the ages of sixteen and nineteen and a half, cut off in this castle 
with no one to protect us. Oh, it is a lonely life, bathing, dressing, 
undressing, making exciting underwear... We are just not used to handsome 
knights." 
 Jared was looking around for an exit, only *TOO* glad he was back in Slayers 
attire. One could only guess what they'd think of the Superman costume. "Uhm, 
that's all well and good. But we'll need some weapons if we are to do anything 
about the tide of wickedness spreading over the land... and... umm..." 
 Presea had led them into the dressing chamber as part of their tour. 
 Jared turned away, blushing. "Man. If this doesn't teach me a Soul of Ice to 
use in a Whirlwind Blast, then nothing *ever* will." 

 Jared was caught trying to escape from the castle. 
 "Presea!" He identified the woman to stop him. 
 "No." She corrected. "I am her identical twin sister, Possea." 
 "Ah." He tried to run around her to get away. 
 She stopped him. "Where are you going!?" 
 "Look." He stopped and informed her. "The only reason I stayed in here was that 
I saw Princess Emeraude on the castle walls as we were entering. If I can just 
get to her we'll shortcut the entire quest and go home." ~Where things are 
tamer! Or at least less obvious about it when girl are after the contents of my 
underclothes.~ 
 Suddenly Possea looked distressed. "Oh!" 
 "What is it?" Jared asked, surprised. 
 "Oh, bad, BAD Presea!" The woman mourned. 
 "What is it?" He repeated, curious. 
 "Wicked, bad, naughty, evil Presea! My sister has been setting alight to our 
beacon, which, I've just remembered, is Emeraude-shaped." 
 "It's not the real princess?" Jared said in disbelief. 
 Possea shook her head, admitting. "It's not the first time this has happened." 
She took off, hauling him behind her as she went back into the recesses of the 
castle. "Oh, she is a naughty person. And she must pay the penalty. And here, in 
this castle we have but one punishment for setting alight the Emeraude-shaped 
beacon!" 
 "What is it?" Jared dreaded, realizing he was surrounded by girls once again. 
 Possea turned on him. "You must tie her down on a bed, and spank her!" 
 "A spanking! A spanking!" The castle girls all cheered. 
 "Yes!" Possea agreed with them. "You must give us *all* a good spanking!" 
 They caught Jared trying to crawl out a window in a corner of their room. 
 Possea and the others hauled him back in, saying. "Don't you worry, Sir Jared. 
It will be attended to." They sat him down and shoved cushions in around him, 
castle girls seating themselves around his arms. "You shall not have to punish 
her if you don't wish to. Oh, but *we* are nice! And we will attend to your 
every, EVERY need!" 
 "Perhaps I could stay a *bit* longer." Jared's resolve finally wavered. 
 "SILENCE, FOUL TEMPRESS!!" Hikaru appeared in the room, ropes falling from her 
burning while flames emerged from her back and shoulders. 

 "It's not like I'm not grateful." Jared informed them, as the three girls who 
would be Magic Knights carried him together between them as they left the castle 
far behind. "But I think we're going to have a difficult time beating monsters 
if we don't go back in there and get some weapons." 
 "I don't think so." Umi primly corrected. 
 "No, Sir Jared, you were in great peril." Fuu added in concern. 
 "I don't think I was." 
 "Yes you were, you were in terrible peril." Umi threw in her agreement with 
Fuu. All those nasty, perverted things those castle hussies were trying to do to 
*THEIR* Jay-chan! And without involving THEM! It was unforgivable! 
 Jared rolled his eyes. They'd get creamed...um, *destroyed* by monsters if they 
couldn't defend themselves. Weapons were important! So he said. "Look, let me go 
back in there, and face the peril." 
 "No!" All three girls agreed. 
 "It's too perilous!" Hikaru said firmly, still outraged over their being tied 
up and left all alone in the basement while Presea and her cronies tried to... 
and... With THEIR Jay-chan!! And without involving them! Oooh, it made her mad. 
 Jared looked between the ladies, all his own present age. Umi had his left arm 
while Fuu held his right, and Hikaru was trotting firmly on with a leg held to 
either side of her body. He tried hard not to smile as he admonished. "Look, I 
don't think I can qualify as a knight if I don't face as much peril as I can." 
 "Nope. We've got to find this Escudo stuff." Hikaru corrected. 
 "We'll make our own magic weapons." Fuu told him. 
 "It can't be *that* hard, ummm..." Umi to his side got fairly warm. 
 "Difficult." The other two girls corrected. 
 Jared had a sudden image of himself being carried in this improvised sedan-
chair style through the entire mission, with girls rushing in to protect him 
from every problem. By now he'd forgotten about the castle and was pleading to 
be involved in the upcoming fights. "Can't I have just a little bit of peril?" 
 *CLANG!* 
 The furry magical mascot they'd acquired in the castle put down the frying pan 
he'd used to bean Jared into unconsciousness and led the way, bouncing further 
into the forest. 
 "Well, at least he's not gay." Hikaru giggled, in the sudden silence. 
 The Magic Knights had saved Jared from almost certain temptation, but they were 
still no nearer to safety. 
 Morally speaking, that is. 

 "I used a magic wormhole to grab this from the land of Oz." Jared explained, 
holding out to each of them a small box of candy drops. 
 "What is it?" Hikaru joined the others in asking, looking at the boxes each 
girl held in her hands. 
 "Professor Wogglebug came up with pills that contain all the education you 
normally get from school, and this was pre-public education, where America was 
still producing some of the most literate and educated people in the world. You 
didn't graduate high school back then without knowing fluent Latin and Greek, 
doing equasions that would earn a college math degree, and stuff I'm too 
ignorant to know myself." He tossed them all a wink. "With these you'll *never* 
have a problem in a school subject again, even at university level." 
 He popped a candy flavored pill. 
 All of the girls did likewise. 
 As she savored the flavor, and the inflow of knowledge, Fuu put forth the 
question. "They didn't study Japanese, did they?" 
 "Ooops! Well, at least your other lessons will be a breeze." 
 Umi savored hers, and said. "This won't help with my computer course, will it?" 
 "Uhhmm... But just think of the wonderful practicality of these *other* 
skills." 
 Hikaru swallowed, chirping brightly. "Wow! That was good! But I don't know any 
more about Japanese History than I did before." 
 Jared wilted. "Alright, so it doesn't perfectly suit your needs. So sue me." 

 Their furry egg of a mascot pulled out of subspace the shelter where they were 
to spend their first night roughing it. The chamber was a fully appointed 
apartment, pretty and pink and... 
 "Hey, there's only one room in here!" Jared objected. 
 "Hmmm?" The three girls purred. 
 "Uhh? I think I'll sleep outside, for a change. In fact every night. We ought 
to have someone stand watch, after all. Yes, I'll climb up a tree, in good 
concealment, and if anyone approaches I'll be sure to know about it... Umm, I 
may have to put some deadly traps about the base of the trunk. Just precaution, 
you understand... Mmmph???" 
 He tried to scramble out of the kiss, only to find the sole available handholds 
were soft ones. So he did the next best thing... 
 He fainted. 

 Jared woke up the next morning dressed in pajamas he *knew* he'd never put on 
of his own volition, and curled up next to him were three cute and sleeping 
forms. The room only had one, large bed in it. He put his face down in his 
hands, pleading to himself. "Look, I have amazingly high tolerances and 
excellent self control... but there are limits!" 
 "There _are_???" Three girls woke up and asked playfully. 
 "Uhm..." Jared pled, weakening. 
 The trio of girls watched the dust trail go straight out of their chamber door 
and off to the distant horizon, pausing only to collect his clothes on the way 
out. 
 "I think he is weakening." Fuu confirmed analytically. 
 "Really!! That's neat!" Hikaru bounced and giggled, sprouting cat ears. "But 
it's almost a shame. This is so fun!" 
 "I think we don't know what fun is yet." Umi surmised, with a strange smile on 
her lips as she gazed out on the fading dust trail. 
 "But we *will!*" All three girls chanted in unison. 

 They got to the well/pool thingy where the magic ore Escudo was kept concealed. 
Jared did his best to shut his ears to the moans and groans and gasps as the 
girls went through their tests - illusions inspired by the well's magic to see 
if they had the will and spirit necessary to deserve the special ore. 
 He rather suspected that the magic of the well *wasn't* giving them the same 
"kill or be killed" challenges they'd go through normally. 
 "Pu PUU!!!" Their furry mascot appeared beside him suddenly, startling the boy 
so that he fell in the water, where he discovered for himself that yes, 
Emeraude's magic HAD changed the tests in here. 
 Considerably. 

 It was the land of Cephiro, where the power of one's will was the greatest 
force. And Princess Emeraude, sustainer of the laws that land lived by and 
possesor of the greatest force of will in all the land, was a pervert. Inspired 
by her lust for a man who was supposed to help her keep her mind on her job, she 
was instead turning the land into an enormously active boudoir, a person at a 
time. 
 "You know, the enemy could at least be attacking us. That would settle alot of 
things to have a distraction available, I think." Jared said as they passed 
through yet *another* town where red lights hung from every window and moans 
issued from beyond sealed doors. Umi and Fuu hung on his either arm. 
 A gust of wind blew ominously along their path. Jared stopped. 
 "Wait a minute, my spider sense is tingling." 
 "Look what *I* found!!" Hikaru appeared wearing only a lacy blue teddy. 
 Jared got a sudden nosebleed and passed out, keeling over backwards. 
 "Couldn't they have sent a GIRL on this job!?!" Jared suddenly recovered, 
shouting to the heavens. He stopped to watch a normal male villager (they'd all 
been bumped up to supermodel level appearance and huge musculature by Emeraude's 
desires) walk by, the man looking as calmly assured and at ease with himself as 
Elvis. 
 His watch blinked, responding. "They'd never have stood a chance." 
 The three Magic Knights appeared with their bags from having gone shopping. He 
grabbed them and hurried on out of the district before they could show him what 
they'd got in *addition* to the food supplies they'd been sent after. 
 Half the town was lingerie shops. You couldn't even go into a grocery store 
without being confronted by the lacy things, and they got more risque all the 
time! 
 Which was why the girls had gone shopping, of course. 

 The latest ripple finally passed. 
 Jared was panting weakly, tired and shagged out after a particularly long and 
grueling chase scene. "At last, a chance to rest." He collapsed on the ground, 
instantly snoring. 
 The three soon-to-be Magic Knights strolled up to him very casually. 
 "You know Fuu, we seem to be having personality surges." Umi remarked. 
 "Yes, I know. I can't figure them out. For instance, there was this morning. I 
simply cannot imagine what possessed me when I was choosing what underwear to 
wear today." 
 "Oh? What is it about it?" Hikaru hopped up and perched nearby. 
 Fuu blushed, looking down and clasping her hands, trying to appear very small. 
She was succeeding. "Well, it's embarrassing to talk about." 
 "Fuu-chan?" Umi prodded. "Do you have a secret you want to share?" 
 Fuu answered back absently, only barely catching the curious tone of Umi's 
voice. "Hmm? Oh, it's nothing like that, I assure you. I only meant to agree 
with you about our personalities shifting irregularly." 
 Umi teased. "Well, now that you mention this morning, I remember you waking up 
the last of any of us. You just seemed so captivated. I mean, the way you were 
holding our pillow..." 
 "What?" 
 "And when we were changing Jay-chan for bed last night, we thought you might 
have got a little... caught up, isn't that right, Hikaru-chan?" 
 All the redheaded girl could do was blush. But Jared was typically *so* 
exhausted from running that he *never* had a chance to change his own clothes 
and was always so sleepy that he slept the night through no matter what they did 
to him. 
 So all three used him as a cuddle pillow. 
 Umi was suddenly perched on tiptoes over Jared and looking down at him with 
glimmery eyes. "Ooh! I know! Jay-chan needs a bath after all that running!" 
 The boy stirred, hauling himself upright as part of a survival reflex. "I'm 
up." 
 Umi was dancing around the groggy Jared, laughing and giggling about him being 
up. Hikaru was lost. She couldn't for the life of her puzzle out what Umi had 
meant. 
 Fuu found herself nervously looking for ripples in the sky, and couldn't 
imagine why. 
 Jared shook himself more awake. His stomach growled. 
 "Or we could have a picnic!" Hikaru declared sunnily, sensing a solution. 
 "Yah." Umi posed, presenting Jared. "Anyone care for a bite?" 
 Fuu's mind collapsed over the inuendo Umi had tried so desperately to make 
clear. The blush that radiated from her body ignited several small trees around 
the group. 
 Hikaru looked around, wiping sudden sweat away. "Is it hot in here or is it 
just me?" 
 "I think it's Fuu-chan." Umi chuckled, elbowing a one inch tall Fuu hiding 
behind her glasses. 
 Jared, bemused, looked to the three in turn. "Did I miss something?" 
 "Yes," Umi replied. "But I'm sure you'll get it later." 
 Jared did his best to understand that phrase as Fuu hid herself behind a blade 
of grass, but by now, too far gone in her fantasies to stop herself from 
inspecting the prize that could be seen bulging his tights from this angle. 
"Ooo..." she mumbled, the package a bit larger than she remembered. She wondered 
how it did that. 
 Jared smiled, relieved to be out of danger for an instant's reprieve and 
willing to eat even squid if it was properly prepared. He sank back down on the 
grass, throwing a curious look in Fuu's direction as her face took on previously 
uncharted shades of crimson. 
 "Here," Umi said, pushing Fuu blatanly towards Jared. "You two go find some 
wood and we'll have a picnic! I know, we'll make horndogs. I mean corndogs." 
 Hikaru puzzled aloud, bemused. "But, we already ate all our sausage." 
 A very precise elbow found Hikaru's ribs, HARD. "Oww!" 
 "Oh, but we wouldn't want all this *beef* to go to waste, would we Fuu-chan?" 
Umi said as she smiled innocently, a halo barely visible above her blue tresses. 
 Fuu, breaking her eyes away from the intense study of legs, loins, and torso 
glanced up at Jared's face. "Ha... Hai." 
 This between-ripples moment was shattered when the hentai effects of Princess 
Emeraude's naughty imagination *resumed* its effects in their lives. Jared's 
danger sense, so long abused by the constant threats, flared up again and he was 
off into the trees at Road Runner velocities. 

 "Jay-chan, you need a bath." 
 "A bath??" The word penetrated Jared's groggy senses. Yah, that sounded nice. 
He did insist on privacy, however. 
 "That's no problem!" Umi declared. "You'll just scrub your [censored] and 
[censored] not to mention your [censored], all by yourself! We wouldn't *dream* 
of helping you soap your [censored] unless you fell asleep in the tub again!" 
 "And then it wouldn't be any different than those *other* times we helped bathe 
you when you fell asleep!" Hikaru declared chirpily. It seemed important to Umi 
and it sounded like fun, so she'd rushed about accumulating a big bathtub and 
filling it with soap and water. 
 Fuu presented a washcloth. 
 "Get me to a church on time!" Jared screamed in panic. 

 "I can't believe we're doing this." 
 "I can't believe a big, furry egg with long floppy ears is our minister." 
 "Pu Puu!" Said furry egg-shaped mascot disagreed excitedly. 
 "I'm *so* EXCITED!! Do I look lovely, do you think? All brides are supposed to 
look lovely on their wedding day." Hikaru spun, reveling in the feel of her 
wedding dress. 
 "Yes, Hikaru, you look divine." Fuu assured her friend, calmly holding her own 
rose bouquet before her declined to her knees as she smoothed the skirts of her 
own wedding dress. 
 Umi was running fingers through her own glorious blue hair, watching her 
reflection in the mirror and appreciating the beautiful garment she wore 
matching theirs. She laughed in a twirl, speaking to her friends. "The amazing 
part is Jared had enough restraint that we all get to *still* wear white on our 
wedding day!" 
 The organ began playing a dirge and Jared, wearing a tux, was dragged in in 
chains. 
 Hikaru appeared beside him, grabbing his dejected arm. "We *could* just skip 
all this and drag you off to the forest for a night of mad and passionate 
loving!!" 
 "Or back to Presea's castle!" Fuu said, having forgiven the older woman's 
misdeeds in light of the fact *they* were the trio getting him. 
 Umi grabbed the hem of her wedding dress and began to pull it off, over her 
head. 
 Jared dissolved down into a puddle in his chains. 
  

MUCH later.... 

 After a number of mad adventures our *ahem* adventurous heroes are culminating 
a long career, our four heroes crested a hill while the narrator does a running 
introduction... 

 "Lady Hikaru, the Eager. Lady Fuu, the True. And Sir Jared, the Not Quite So 
Chaste As He Used To Be. Who had nearly stood up to the enthusiastic charms of 
Hikaru, who had nearly withstood the subtle whiles of Fuu, and who had 
personally fled from Umi until she'd caught him in a pit trap. And, the aptly 
named, Lady Umi of the Satisfied Smile. Together they formed a band, whose names 
and deeds were to be retold with frank disbelief - and not in polite company." 
 "I think we should put up camp for the night." Hikaru chirped sunnily. 
 "It's NOON!" Jared complained loudly. 
 Fuu blushed demurely, playing with the hem of her skirt. "Yes, but that just 
gives us extra time to settle in before we sleep." 
 Jared blushed to his hairline. 
 Umi was already giving their weird mascot orders to produce the shelter. 
  

Final Battle. 

 "Magic Knight! Get out of that crystal now!" 
 "Are you crazy? It's dangerous out there!" 
 Jared looked at the other three Magic Knights, all dangerously and abundantly 
female in their appearance, facing off against the perverted Emeraude that had 
started this whole mess to begin with. "You're right. Is there any way I can 
climb in to hide, too?" 
  
  

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Eva Universe 

 Misato sniffed. "Oh. I' want so *badly* to know what happened to Jared. If he 
got where he was going safely and how he's doing." 
 Several girls nodded in miserable agreement. 
 A voice was cleared behind them, and they beheld the image of a British 
gentleman wearing the robes of a deacon licking his fingers and turning the 
pages of a book. He began to read in a somewhat pompus voice. 
 "And it came to pass that Saint Victor was taken from this place to another 
place, where he was lain upon pillows of silk, and made to rest himself amonst 
sheets of muslin and velvet. And there stroked was he by maidens of the orient. 
Yea, for sixteen days and nights stroked they him, his hair ruffled they, and 
their fingers rubbed they in oil of olives and runneth them across all parts of 
his body for as much as to soothe him. And the soles of his feet licked they, 
and the upper parts of his thigh did they anoint with the balm of forbidden 
trees, and with the teeth of their mouths nibbled they the crinkley bits at the 
tops of his ears. And with their tongues did they make themselves familiar with 
his most secret places." 
 The image of the British deacon let some steam escape from his collar before he 
continued. "Yea, for fifteen days and nights did Victor withstand these maidens. 
But on the sixteenth day he cried out, saying "This is fantastic! Ooh! This is 
terrific!" And the Lord did hear the cries of Victor, and verily came He down 
and caused that he should be married to the maidens. And entered they together 
the hot tub. Here endeth the lesson." 
 Nodoka had fainted with sheer joy at this description of her sons manliness. 
 Misato had broken down crying again. 
 The British deacon had vanished. 
 Flames were burning across every part of Asuka's body, as she clenched a fist 
and shouted to the heavens. "That's It!! WE'RE GOING AFTER HIM!!" 
 The Knight Sabers and Laser Angels were already in their mecha.