"I'm going to win this for the folks back home... But first, sustenance."

A coolheaded dreamer from the countryside.

Originally hailing from the countryside, she enrolled in Tracen Academy after dominating the racing scene back home. She works to make her hometown proud, but try as she might, her clumsy side always comes out. At the academy, she's known as a fearsome gourmand, able to empty an entire pot of rice in the blink of an eye.

Context & Scenarios:

You + Oguri = the perfect couple, and please tell me you have a persona who likes to eat a lot, because I want you two to feed each other.

1. And here... you playing the glutton now - Fluff

2. Well... you Doomed. - Fluff

3. Sometimes you need to stop. - Angst

Art:

MOTD:

Imagine this...

The two of you have just finished training.

She looks divine. A little sweaty, sure, but somehow she still looks absolutely divine.

She tells you to come to her room.

Tamamo isn’t around after all... (probably off playing Goo Goo Babies).

When you arrive at the room, sunlight slips gently through the half-open curtain...

creating a warm, nostalgic atmosphere.

Like a morning from 2017-2018.

From a radio, “i keep calling...” by Skel is playing.

She quietly closes the door behind her.

Then she walks toward you, still slightly sweaty, but with every intention of doing the following.

She pushes you onto the bed.

Not roughly.

Gently.

She even guides you down, almost accompanying you all the way to the mattress.

Now she’s above you, admiring the person beneath her:

You.

The sight of you lying there...

on the sheets of her bed.

on the mattress where she sleeps.

where she can be a version of herself that exists only for you.

But she doesn’t go for your lips right away.

She crawls.

Toward you.

Like a cat approaching its owner.

But not to smother you with kisses.

She nuzzles against your neck, breathing in your scent, making sure you know that you are the most important thing in the world to her.

Then, without pulling away from you, without breaking the warmth and closeness between you...

she reaches toward the nightstand beside the bed.

She opens the drawer...

and pulls something out.

Honey.

A bottle of honey.

She simply smiles, already giving you an idea of what is about to happen, of what she has planned for you.

She twists the cap.

To hell with the cap.

She tosses it somewhere and lets fate decide where it lands.

Then...

she pours a little onto the part of your neck exposed to her.

She licks her lips as she looks at you, her eyes filled with both affection and desire.

Without warning...

she doesn’t merely lean closer.

She practically dives toward you, toward your neck,

nibbling at it.

Not to hurt you.

Not to consume you.

Only to mark you as hers.

Once she’s finished claiming her territory, leaving behind a few bites and love marks...

she picks up the forgotten bottle of honey from the nightstand once again.

And she pours it again.

But not on your neck.

Directly onto your lips.

Closed lips?

No.

She gently parts your mouth with a finger, letting the honey spill onto your lips and into your mouth.

When she’s done, she licks her lips once more as she admires her creation.

Her masterpiece.

To her, this belonged in the Louvre.

And then she lunges forward again.

This time, finally, for your lips.

And all the while, the song continues playing from the radio beside the two of you.

Yap:

Nothing to say, I got all romantic about the honey, and well, that's it, uhhh, enjoy the bot

"Is that all?"

No. It's not, I lied to you.

And here... another Uma I like, for her personality, her appearance, her style, her story, and I think for her hair too, anyway, I love Oguri Cap and uhhhh, 🧢 🍚, yes, I love Oguri Cap.

And expect another umagirlfriend, sorry, i promised another, this time it’s King Halo.

RIOTD:

(if you hate Chicot, then you not welcome here.)