[closed] california's a garden of eden

[metafictions]

Who ⬤ Kamui & friends
What ⬤ Kamui has a fun time at the festival-- until, of course, the festival stops being fun.
When ⬤ During and after the Night Parade
Where ⬤ Around the city
Content Warnings ⬤ slapstick dildo violence, the backdrop of the bathhouse orgy but no actual sex, actual violence later

while these prompts are closed, please feel free to hit my plotting comment if you'd like a starter!


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[And thus, the Demon of the Bathhouse was born.

As far as Monts was concerned she was just doing her job. She waves Kamui off and calls after him, just to top it off with a sickeningly sweet customer service voice.]

Adiós! I hope you enjoyed your stay with us, dear customer!

[metafictions]

[As the nikusui hustle him out of there and slam the door in his face, Kamui realizes: he never actually got that extra five minutes to search for his cellphone, did he? Unless there's an orgy lost-and-found, or one of his friends in the clan actually takes pity on him to help search, he is... shit out of luck.]

My phone...

[Rubbing the spot she'd smacked gingerly, Kamui stares forlornly at the bathhouse entrance and resolves, for real this time, to never darken the doors of a Tamamo bathhouse again. At least not without a friend to protect him from the demon of the bathhouse.]