Harem Hero

A Lack of Restraint

"I don't want to do anything, actually."

Motoko was firm in her decision to not spend time getting ready to go out on the town, so you decide to use the bar that Mitsuru built behind your back and relax with her. You wanted to have another look at it too, since you were very much focused on having sex with Rias the last time you dropped by. Motoko was pleased to have a running bar to herself, as she cracked a rare smile and hopped the counter to pour herself a drink from the selection.

"Why did Mitsuru build this? I didn't take her for much of a hard drinker."

You shrug, "I'm guessing that she's trying to provide a lot of amenities and places to hang out in the underground complex, since she's planning on letting people come and go as they please soon when the next phase of her project wraps up. There'll be a lot of folks wandering around and keeping themselves busy."

"I hope you don't just mean having sex," Motoko says dryly.

"I might enjoy sex, but I'm not invincible. I slept with four women at once and nearly died in the process, but that might just be because it was Akeno and Rias..." Motoko sighs and places a glass onto the bar for you, filled with something light. You don't want to get drunk when there's the chance of an emergency occurring.

"You're turning into a damn playboy – you better not let it get to your head."

"Trust me, I'm still a nervous wreck when I end up in a situation like that. Why did you want to kick back and relax anyway?"

Motoko takes a sip of her beer, "I don't get much time to myself at home. We've been working on a complex case lately, and I needed to take a break. Coming here gives me a chance to turn myself off for a few hours and forget about everything. When I go back, it's like barely any time has gone by at all. That means I don't have to keep a schedule."

"I get it. Pretty convenient, right?"

Motoko nods, "I was wondering about that woman you had up top – she was working with Mitsuru on something?"

"Oh, that's Android 21. We summoned her to give Mitsuru a hand around the laboratory. She's very intelligent, a scientist that can humble Mitsuru in a lot of ways."

"An android? She doesn't look like any android I've seen," Motoko muses. That's true. The androids from her world can look like something out of your worst nightmares. The spindly robotic fingers that they use to type quickly still live rent free in your mind.

"It's a different type of technology versus what you're used to. I couldn't explain any of the specifics though, you might have to ask her yourself for answers." Motoko knocks back her first drink and set about downing another soon after. You wonder if she can get drunk like a full human can – that would help with the problem of immersing a person into a body that isn't theirs. The party is only just getting started when Android 21 opens the door and wanders inside to see what the fuss is about.

"Mitsuru told me that you had both come to this room. I was hoping that I could spend some time getting to know you."

"That's fine by me, you okay with that, Motoko?"

She nods and grabs another glass, "Would you like a drink?"

21 smiles and sits on your other side, "Oh! Thank you very much. This is a charming little bar, isn't it?"

You laugh, "Mitsuru's really been using Lala's compressed space technology to have her share of fun. I'm sure there are dozens of other rooms in this place that I don't know about. We stumbled on this place a few days ago. I don't know where she keeps finding the time with all of her other projects."