Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜

꧁𝙀𝙝? 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩?꧂ •♥︎𝗕𝗡𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗣♥︎• •♥︎𝗢𝗖♥︎•

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗼:

M⃟A⃟E⃟S⃟T⃟R⃟A⃟

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@ReforgerOfAtoms @OrganicArmament — a cacophony straight from the hell she mentioned.

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@ReforgerOfAtoms @OrganicArmament — protecting Akio point blank, hopefully melting the diamond and possibly even giving Akio some severe third degree burns! All the while, the other half of the motorcycle saw worked in tandem with the flamethrower, vicious grinding of diamond and roaring of flames sounding like —

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@OrganicArmament A flush came to her cheeks as he held her hand in his, the unexpected but welcome gesture causing her heart to skip a beat.

“S-Something soothing? Mm. . . Just being with you is soothing. . .”

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

“Ohiko, what do you think of these chocolates?”

Being that she couldn’t exactly surprise @OrganicArmament with a Valentine’s Day gift, they grown in to a habit of simply turning the day into one where she made him all kinds of different sweets to try.

It was a good thing —

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@TornParagon — have a chance to wear an evening gown. . .”

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@TornParagon “P-Paris?!”

Strangely enough, a look of concerned passed over her face.

“Were you okay? I heard there’s lots of villains in Paris, and it smells bad!”

A blush formed on her cheeks at her next words.

“A-An evening gown. . . Onee-Sama, I don’t think I’m going to really —

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@OrganicArmament “Hehe, that’s great! Mm, I’m a little tired now though. . .”

Sitting down with a sigh, she would take the apron off and drape it over the back of the chair.

“What else should we do for Valentine’s Day, Ohiko?~”

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@TornParagon — taking care of yourself, right?”

[Y⃟O⃟K⃟O⃟ 𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜 @MeekestParagon]

@TornParagon “Mmhm! Everyone is really nice! Oh well. . . Most of them at least. Don’t worry Onee-Sama, I’m right on top of my studies!”

Smiling brightly at her older sister as she leaned into the affectionate touches, Yoko would then lightly gasp.

“Oh, what about you? You’ve been —