Each section of the human world has a guarding posted there from one of the squads. One of the combat squads, that is. Your squad, the 12th, the 2nd and the 4th are usually exempt from that duty because of their specialisations. Guardians like to have a good view of things, so it's best to look around for the tallest building. Luckily, the city you're in has a very large, pointy tower in the centre, and you can almost make out a figure wearing a black kimono balancing on one leg atop the spire. That's probably him.
Your feet follow your nose along the busy concrete footpaths of this strange city. The tall metal and glass buildings feel very foreign compared to Soul Society. The fashion sense of the people is strange, too. Everyone seems to be wearing shorts. Except one guy behind you, wearing a long black leather coat and a fedora. While walking, you figure you'll ask some questions of your new… friends isn't the right word. Colleagues, perhaps.
> “So is this going to be the norm for me? Getting random items and testing them out?”
Mayuki looks up from her notes that she is somehow reading while walking, and states,
> “Yes. Until you get reassigned, promoted or transferred to another squad.”
> “Or die! Wahaha~!”
Yume's mood seems to have picked up. The hangover is probably wearing off. Maybe you should have had a smoothie like she did. Oh well. Your stomach is starting to rumble, and the queasiness has mostly worn off. You pull the sack off your back and start rumaging through it to find the muffins. You take one from the packet and observe it closely. It looks like it might be flavoured with honey, and contains red spots that might be raspberries or strawberries. You open your mouth to take a bite, when Yume speaks up.
> “Are you really going to eat that? Right now? Without testing it on some one else first?”
> “Yeah, I guess,” you reply, “I'm hungry, and it's the only thing I have.”
> “Ok then. It's your funeral. Wahaha~!”
Mayuki flips to a new page in her notebook and pulls out a pen. Normally people in Soul Society write with brushes and ink, but taking notes while on the move must necessitate the use of a ballpoint.
> “Describe to me any and all changes that you feel occuring after ingesting the test item. If you're going to eat it we need the data,” she says.
You nod your head in agreement, and chomp down on the muffin. You were right about the honey, but the red bits are strange, not berry. Maybe not even organic. You chew away regardless. It doesn't taste bad, although it is a little dry. The other girls gather around and watch closely. Even Eri-chan approaches, bringing her cute little face into view. Was she always this adorable? Even though she looks so young you can't help but want to stroke her cheek. To place your lips on her smooth skin, planting kisses on her neck as you move your hand around her waist and pull her in close….
> “I feel….”
You pause. How are you meant to describe this to them? You look to Mayuki, scribbling vigorously in her notebook. Her hands are so nimble and delicate, and that cold attitude reminds you of a schoolteacher. Disciplining students is the role of a teacher, and you long to be spanked by her….
> “I think… I think these muffins have an aphrodisiac in them. A very strong one.”
> “Wahaha~!” Yume bursts out in laughter, “Which one of us are you fantasising over, then?”
Mayuki blushes, and Eri cowers behind Yume, while she stands there chuckling away, breasts bouncing with every laugh. You can't help but become lost in that hypnotic movement, and the desire to be held by her again like you were last night, enveloped by that bust, inhaling her sweet scent….
>Drop the muffin, and tell Yume….
>Finish the muffin, and tell Yume….