Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ Doctor's Orders ❯ Chapter 7

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Doctor's Orders

By Lord Raa

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Disclaim-me-do: Opinions are like arseholes - everybody's got one, not all are worth looking in to.

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Part 7 (of n)…

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Gendo Ikari read through his memo one last time before sending it on.

`This should put Dr. Akagi back in her place and help keep the scenario on track,' the bearded man thought. Checking the time, he noted that it was time for something to eat and left to dine with Rei rather than deal with the message that Fuyutsuki had sent him.

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Ritsuko was happier than she'd been for a long, long time. She woke up and took stock of her situation. She was married, before Misato no less, and even though her husband was barely old enough to know what he was doing when it came to sex, she was much more satisfied with Shinji than she had been with his father.

“Hmm,” the bottle blonde smiled as she took in the sight of the young man in her arms. “How are you feeling, Shinji-kun?”

The young Ikari faced scientist. “I love you, Ritsuko-san.”

“I love you too, Shinji-kun,” Ritsuko said as she kissed her husband on the lips.

The phone rang, interrupting the moment the two newlyweds were having.

“Yes?” the scientist snapped irritably into the cordless handset. “What do you want?”

“¬It's time for an activation test, I want to see the limits to which Pilot Ikari can activate Unit-01,¬” Gendo answered.

“How and why?” Ritsuko asked.

“¬You will sedate him to simulate various levels of cranial trauma he is likely to sustain in battle.¬”

“Ok,” the bottle blonde sighed. She caught herself before she added that she'd bring Shinji with her. “I'll be there shortly.”

“¬Make sure that you are,¬” Commander Ikari instructed before hanging up.

“What is it, Ritsuko-san?” a groggy Shinji asked.

“I'm sorry, Shinji, but we've got to go into NERV for a special test,” Ritsuko apologised.

“Ok,” the young man nodded. “If you want to shower first, I'll make us something to eat.”

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Gendo replaced the phone's handset in its cradle before unlocking the secured computer terminal and checking his email to see what his former professor wanted.

“WHAT?!” he bellowed, the information supplied taking even him surprised. “This can't be… FUYUTSUKI GET IN HERE!”

The aging man rushed in. “I take it you finally got around to reading my note, Ikari.”

“What's all this about a marriage between Dr. Akagi and the Third Child?” the Commander demanded.

“It's an arranged marriage agreed between Yui and Naoko,” Fuyutsuki answered. “At least, that's what I was told.”

“How can this `agreement' be valid?” Gendo growled. “Dr. Akagi is twice the Third Child's age!”

“It was for Naoko's second child and Shinji, on the assumption you had son. Naoko lost her child in the car accident that killed her husband,” the grey haired man explained.

“When did they decide on that?” the bearded man asked as he pondered on a way to undo this damage to his scenario. “When they were both pregnant in late 2000?”

“Yes.”

“Damn,” Gendo seethed. “Get me the details of this arrangement at once.”

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During the activation test, Shinji started the lengthy experiment with no drugs in his system as a control.

“¬Is something wrong, Shinji? You seem distracted,¬” Ritsuko asked through the comm. system.

“Something feels weird,” the Third Child replied. “I can't put my finger on it, but something's not the same as it was the last time we did this.”

“¬Hmm, well it's not affecting you ability to synchronise with Unit-01, but we'll review the data when we're done here. But we're going to pull you out and start the next stage of the tes-¬” the scientist started but was cut off by a visitor to the control room.

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Commander Ikari burst into the control room, his spectacle covered eyes searching for his former lover.

“Doctor Akagi, is there something that you neglected to tell me when you arrived?”

“Possibly, but this was an unscheduled test on my day off so I haven't had time to discuss the events of my private life with anyone. Why? Is that a problem? Should I have consulted with you first, father-in-law?” Ritsuko asked with an innocent smile.

“F-f-f-father-in-law? What the fuck are you talking about, Ritsuko?” the shocked Misato demanded.

“Oh, that's right, I haven't told any of you yet. I got married to Shinji earlier,” the bottle blonde said, snapping her fingers. “Sorry about that, you know how hectic things around here can get.”

“What? How can you be married to Shinji? He's FOURTEEN! He can't make that kind of decision!” the purple topped ball of anger protested. “What did you do to trick him into marrying you?”

“It's an arranged marriage, Misato. Arranged between my mother and Shinji's when they were both pregnant,” Ritsuko smiled sweetly, savouring every moment of the situation. “You make it sound like you're jealous that I've found a husband before you, Misato.”

“I am not jealous!” Captain Katsuragi lied angrily.

“¬Sounds like it to me.¬” Shinji's addition over the comm. system made the drunkard's eye start to twitch.

“That is irrelevant,” Gendo declared. “This `marriage' will be annulled at once.”

“On what grounds?” the scientist asked, her hands on her hips. “We consummated the marriage as soon as we got back to my apartment. And it was good.”

Misato glared daggers at her old friend.

Maya blushed at the lewd direction the conversation was taking.

Hyuuga and Aoba exchanged looks that told the other that they were impressed with Shinji.

“Besides,” Ritsuko smirked, “it was what Shinji's mother wanted.”

As Gendo growled angrily, several alarms started sounding on the control panel as Unit-01 started to break free of its restraints.

“What the? Sempai, Unit-01 is breaking free!” Maya announced. “Shinji-kun's sync ratio is increasing 79, 88, 99, one hundred and one percent!”

The purple behemoth finally finished freeing itself and stepped towards the control room, its “eyes” glowing with unbridled rage before it started trying to break through the toughened glass that separated Gendo Ikari from certain death.

“Pilot Ikari you will control Unit-01!” the bearded man barked into the intercom.

“It's no good, sir,” Maya insisted, “Unit-01 has gone into a berserker state!”

The control room started to shake under the assault of the biomechanical engine of destruction, the vibrations preventing anyone from activating the bakelite system that would prevent the Eva from moving.

The tinted glass finally gave way to the most battle hardened Evangelion, just as Gendo grabbed Ritsuko by the throat and started choking her.

“You bitch!” the bearded man shouted angrily. “You've ruined everything!”

Feeling the edges of her vision start to go black, the recently wedded scientist lashed out with the only attack she could think off - a swift kick to the testicles.

When the bearded man dropped to his knees, everyone in the room rushed away from him, fearing the worst from the uncontrollable Unit-01.

Their instincts were quite correct as the right hand of the berserk biomech burst through broken window and slammed into the Commander, carrying him along until it reached the wall.

There was a loud, wet squelch as Gendo Ikari was turning into a gooey mess on the beige wall.

Maya Ibuki was forced to look away as the oversized purple appendage slowly pulled away to reveal a large dent in the wall and leave a red trail as it was dragged back out of the control room.

“What do we do now?” Misato asked, managing to compose herself.

“Get Shinji out of Unit-01,” Ritsuko answered as she strode the override controls.

A few keystrokes later, and the entry plug ejected allowing the recovery team to retrieve Shinji.

“Now what?” the purple haired woman asked when she saw the medics give them a positive gesture regarding the status of the Third Child. “Shinji's ok…”

“We need to review the telemetry and find out why Unit-01 went berserk,” the scientist said as she faced the room. “Where's sub-Commander Fuyutsuki?”

“Here,” the grey haired man replied as he entered the damaged control room. “Where's the Commander?”

“He's the red stain,” Misato answered with a shudder.

Fuyutsuki closed his eye and took a deep breath. “That means I'm in charge for the time being. Dr. Akagi, you and Captain Katsuragi will analyse the activation test data to find out why Unit-01 went berserk. Use whatever personnel you require, but I need an answer for the UN ASAP. Understood?”

“Yes,” the assembled NERV staff nodded.

“Good. Now before you start, I'd like to have a word with you in private, Dr. Akagi,” the acting commander gestured to a more secluded setting.

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Shinji was being checked over by the medical staff at NERV. “I'm ok, but is everyone else ok?”

“I don't know for sure,” the lead medical doctor answered. `Well, I know that the Commander's dead.'

“Tell anyone hurt that I'm sorry, but the Eva went nuts - I couldn't control it,” the pilot insisted.

“I'll make sure that they know,” the doctor smiled. “Well, the good news is that you're fine. A little shaken up, but that's to be expected and it's nothing that some rest will take care of.”

“Ok,” the teenager nodded.

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Fuyutsuki led Ritsuko into an empty room and shut the door.

“I want to know why you married Shinji.”

“One, I'm lonely; two, he loves me and three it's an arranged marriage. Is that good enough for you?” the bottle blonde asked in a bored tone.

“Not really, he's half your age,” the old man scolded. “When did you develop a liking for younger men?”

“I don't normally,” Ritsuko replied, her eyes narrowing. “What about you, I know you had romantic designs on Shinji's mother.”

“That's not the same thing.”

“Really? Wasn't she twenty years younger than you?” the scientist asked with more than trace of good humour in her voice.

“But she was an adult.”

“She was also your student,” Ritsuko added. “And just how is that ethically superior to my situation?”

“Like I said, she was an adult. Shinji is a child,” the grey haired man warned.

“But I have Yui's written permission to marry Shinji.”

“That was never meant for you, Dr. Akagi, and you know it.”

“Well, I am married to him now. There was only one way the marriage could have been annulled - and Gendo's dead now so he can't take guardianship over his son,” the scientist smiled faintly.

Fuyutsuki frowned. “I can't say that I approve of your relationship with Shinji.”

“I never sought your approval,” a stony-faced Ritsuko retorted. “Shinji is the only man's opinion I care about. Now, unless you have something else, I have work to do.”

“Go, find out what happened,” the grey haired man waved in the direction of the door when he realised that he wasn't going to win this argument.

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Misato needed answers.

`There just has to be something that they're not telling me. I mean, how can fucking cat-woman Ritsuko of all people get married before me?' she demanded from her self.

Then it hit her. “She's taking advantage of Shinji and his hormones! That's the only possibility!”

The purple haired woman strode to the infirmary with a purpose. “I'm sorry, Shinji, I didn't know that I was teasing you so badly,” she said softly.

As the voluptuous captain entered where her former charge was resting, she saw that Ritsuko had beaten her there.

“Bitch,” she muttered under her breath before composing herself. “So then, Shinji, are you feeling ok?”

“Hi Misato-san,” the pilot smiled. “I'm fine thank you.”

“Hi, Misato,” Ritsuko said as she turned to her friend. “What's up?”

“I was wondering about your marriage, that's all,” the purple haired woman replied.

“I love Ritsuko-san and she loves me, ” Shinji answered. “That's all that matters, isn't it?”

“It is, Shinji-kun,” the faux blonde smiled as she embraced her husband. “What's up, Misato? You look upset.”

“I'm just worried about Shinji, that's all. I mean, how do I know that you didn't take advantage of him?” Misato smirked.

Ritsuko was prepared for this tactic from her friend. “You mean like how you managed to con him into cleaning up your dump of an apartment? And let's not forget your tendency to dress in skimpy clothing, so surely that had something to do with his sexual frustration.”

“I was just trying to make him feel like someone cared about him,” the tactical officer insisted. “But what about you? How long have you been sleeping with her, Shinji?”

“Only a couple of days, why?” the pilot answered as he reached for Ritsuko's hand.

“It sounds like she's jealous of us, Shinji-kun. Do you remember how desperate she was last night?” the new Mrs. Ikari teased, gently squeezing her husband's hand.

“So what if I'm jealous?” Misato huffed. Her expression softened as her façade started to crumble. “It's not like I'm ugly like or a bitch. Why can't I find a decent man?”

“Misato-san?” Shinji asked, when his former guardian started to cry.

“Damn, am I so pathetic that I every man that cares about me leaves me?” the Second Impact witness sniffed.

“I didn't mean to hurt you, Misato-san,” the pilot insisted as he moved to embrace the first person he met in Tokyo-3. “Please believe me.”

“I do, Shinji, it's just that I always thought that I'd get married before Ritsuko did, and now I find out you two got hitched this morning.”

“Misato-san, stay here for a moment, will you? I need to speak with Ritsuko-san,” Shinji said in a pleasant tone.

The newlyweds walked to a corner holding hands. “What's your plan, Shinji-kun?”

“You know earlier when I asked you to,” the young Ikari started before lowering his voice, “pretend to be my sister, well, I kind of think of Misato-san as my sister more than you.”

“Really?” the scientist asked. “And why's that?”

“Because now you're my sexy wife,” Shinji admitted with a heavy blush. “I want to keep it that way, and Misato-san is lonely. Perhaps we could work something out?”

“Always trying to help others, aren't you, Shinji-kun? Well, this better not interrupt our private time,” Ritsuko warned in amused tone that Shinji picked up on.

“If she does, then we'll have to teach her a lesson,” the pilot winked, though his act at being cool was marred by his massive blush.

The older Ikari smiled at Shinji's attempt to make her feel better. “Come here and give me a kiss.”

Shinji stepped up and kissed his curvaceous wife on the lips before slipping her some tongue and placing his hands on her waist.

Ritsuko broke the kiss and directed her husband's attention to their friend, who seemed to be entranced by their public display of affection.

“Misato's a voyeur,” the bottle blonde teased.

“You like what you see, Misato?” Shinji asked, also teasing the tactical officer.

It came as a bit of a surprise to Ritsuko to see her old friend actually blush at her comment.

“I think she's getting excited, Shinji-kun.”

“Really? Well then, what should we do, Ritsuko-san?”

“Well,” the scientist mused as she wrapped her arms around the plug suit clad male, “I think that we have four options. One, we stop this and get back to work. Two, we go somewhere more private. Three, we continue our little show for Misato and four, we let her join in.”

“What to do, what to do,” Shinji mused as he shifted in Ritsuko's embrace to place his hands on the black skirt clad posterior. “I want to do something nice for Misato-san, but you know, I don't want to share you, Ritsuko-san, you're special to me.”

“It's not me who's being shared, Shinji-kun,” Ritsuko explained. “Remember that Misato's had feelings for you for a while. How do you like being an object of desire?”

Shinji blushed as his wife punctuated her remark with a not so subtle feel of his groin.

“Ritsuko, have you no shame?” Misato protested weakly. It was a token act of outrage as she was actually getting excited by the idea of being intimate with her friends.

“Don't worry, Shinji, it's ok to do the things we do with Misato,” the bottle blonde assured.

“A-are you sure about that?” the pilot asked nervously.

“Yes, it's ok, now let's find somewhere more private for the three of us,” Ritsuko smiled as she offered her hand to Misato.

The purple haired woman stood up and crossed the short distance to her friends.

“Thank you,” she smiled at the married couple as they left for a less public location.

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The Ikaris and Misato entered Ritsuko's office, with the bottle blonde locking the door behind her.

“Well then, Misato, what is it you want to do with my husband?” the scientist asked with an amused look on her face. “Are you trying to break up my marriage out of spite or jealousy?”

“No,” Misato replied, also wearing a smile, “I'm just in the mood for love. You got any toys around here?”

“Why would I need a toy, when I've got a fantastic lover?” Ritsuko winked at her friend before French kissing her husband.

Shinji took the hint and began to feel up the faux blonde as they swapped saliva. They broke for air and faced the purple haired beauty. “What are you offering, Misato-san? Why should I do anything like this with anyone other than my wife?”

“Well, Shinji-kun,” Misato smirked, “there is something I could do for you that might help convince you.”

The tactical officer almost threw herself at her former roommate's lap and quickly opened the fly of the plugsuit so she could gain access to his manhood.

The pilot gasped as Misato's warm, wet mouth enveloped his semi-erect penis.

“Suck his cock, that's your answer to everything, isn't it Misato?” Ritsuko asked teasingly. She knelt down next to her best friend and whispered into her ear. “In this case, it's the right answer, Misato-chan.”

The blonde punctuated her comment with a lick of the purple haired woman's earlobe, causing her to shiver.

“Oh, you like that? Well, I think that it's time for me to take a more active role in this little tryst,” the morally dubious wife smirked as she began to undress her friend. “And don't you even think about stopping what you're doing, or I'll put an end to this and you'll never get to do it again with Shinji-kun,” she added with a whisper.

Misato nodded as best she could as she continued to fellate the pilot. Much to Shinji's continued delight, she pulled him out of her mouth and started to lick the young Ikari's shaft, her tongue encircling the crown.

Ritsuko undressed her friend as best she could without interrupting her husband's blow job before stripping off herself.

“M-m-misato-san, I'm coming!” Shinji gasped as he shot his load into the tactical officer's mouth.

Misato gulped down the hot, salty load and kissed the head of the cock in front of her.

“T-thank you, Misato-san,” the pilot smiled warmly.

“My turn, now, Misato-CHAN,” the bottle blonde instructed, placing a heavy emphasis on the “-chan” suffix as a reminder to her husband. “Now, I want you to make me feel as good as you made my husband feel.”

“Well,” the purple haired woman smirked as her friend leant against her desk with her legs parted, “you know how I feel about equality in the workplace, Ritsuko.”

Shinji sighed happily as the endorphins in his brain started to leave his system. When he opened his eyes, he was greeted to the sight of half-dressed Misato eating out his naked wife. The scene before him was highly sexual, possibly the most erotic sight he'd ever seen, with Misato's skirt hiked up above her waist to reveal the glistening slit between her legs.

It got him hard again. Instantly.

Opening her eyes as she enjoyed her friend's skilled tongue probe her delicate folds, Ritsuko asked the most important question she could think of. “Are you just going to stand there or are you planning on joining in, Shinji-kun?”

“Yeah, Shin-chan, I thought you were a man of action,” Misato teased, as she gave her tongue a brief respite and reminded the scientist of some of the wonders of the “digital age” with her index and middle fingers touching the faux blonde's G-spot.

“Yes,” Dr. Akagi gasped in pleasure. “Come on Shinji-kun, be a real man - take Misato-chan from behind! Make her jealous because I married a love machine!”

Shinji's response was to quickly shed himself of his plugsuit and caress the shapely ass of his superior officer. He dipped a finger into her purple framed snatch, making the half dressed woman moan softly into Ritsuko's well lubricated hole, finally taking the scientist over the edge and making her call out in ecstasy.

Holding the base of his now throbbing shaft, the pilot lined himself up to Misato's pussy. The young Ikari teased Misato by rubbing the purple head of his cock against the slick petals of her womanhood while asking her, “Do you want it, Misato-chan? Do you really want me to stick it in you?”

A euphoric and amused Ritsuko overheard this and shoved her oar in. “Misato-chan, do you want Shinji to make you his? You know, like he did with me. Do you feel that you deserve to be his lover?”

“Yes, please, Shinji-kun, take me! Make me yours!” the captain begged breathlessly.

Once again, Shinji found that he was unable to break his near lifelong habit of doing what people asked of him and he slowly slid himself into Misato yearning orifice, causing the partially clothed beauty to hiss softly.

After a few seconds, the pilot was balls deep in his former guardian and felt that comfortable enough to begin moving in and out of her slick, velvety tunnel. He placed his hands on Misato's slender hips and started to pump in and out, gradually building up a rhythm.

Ritsuko watched her husband take her best friend roughly from behind, the pair of them wearing expressions of bliss that made her realise why her friend had felt upset about her marrying Shinji.

“Yes! Yes! Harder, Shinji!” Misato screamed as her former roommate continued his thrusting into her loins, varying the length of his stroke.

`He gives it his all,' the bottle blonde mused with pride.

It was when Shinji began to gently knead the purple haired alcoholic's full breasts with his left hand and flick her clitoris with his right that Ritsuko decided that she wanted to join in for another round.

“Stand her up, Shinji-kun,” the doctor ordered as she advanced on the copulating pair.

Shinji tried his best to do as his wife told him, but found that he was in an awkward position to continue his thrusts when they repositioned themselves.

The faux blonde smirked as she gently pushed the pair onto her couch. Kneeling between the splayed legs of the scarred woman, Ritsuko invited herself to the bouncing breasts before her. She took a pebble-hard nipple into her mouth and began to suckle on the sensitive nub, eliciting further noises of appreciation from the drunkard.

Upon realising that his wife was playing with Misato's chest, Shinji started moving his hands to the coarse purple hair in an attempt to relocate the captain's clit. It wasn't long before he found it and began his delicate manipulation.

“Shin-chan!” Misato called out as she climaxed, her juices leaking out over Shinji's lap and the couch.

“Misato, you're making a mess,” the scientist sighed good-naturedly before leaning in to clean Shinji up with her tongue.

“Sorry,” the purple haired woman smiled tiredly. “I can't help it if Shin-chan's so good to me. Damn, he's still hard. Looks like you may need some help with him sated, Ritsuko.”

“Don't push your luck, Misato,” the bottle blonde warned playfully. “I might get Maya to help me instead.”

“Sempai!” a muffled voice exclaimed from behind the door.

“Shit!” the two women cursed as they realised that their lovemaking had attracted an audience of at least one.

“Err, Maya, I'll be there in a minute, ok?” Ritsuko winced.

“Ok, Sempai,” the young lieutenant replied with an audible blush.

The trio dressed as quickly as they could, hoping that Maya wouldn't do the wrong thing and throw a spanner in the works.

After a few minutes of frenzied activity, Ritsuko unlocked the door to reveal Maya standing there with a heavy blush on her cheeks.

“Sempai,” the young lady greeted, “I have the data you wanted.”

“Thanks, Maya, why don't you step inside for a moment,” the Ikari wife offered.

The tech entered the office and immediately picked up on the unmistakeable scent of sex that permeated the office. “Sempai, did you really mean what you said?”

“Maybe,” the bottle blonde shrugged her shoulders. “Why? Are you interested in my husband?”

Maya's blush increased as she found her gaze drifting towards the pilot in question. “But Sempai, don't you feel bad about him being so young?”

“Trust me, Maya,” Misato smiled fondly, “what Shinji lacks in experience, he more than makes up for in enthusiasm and tenderness.”

“That's not what Maya meant, Misato,” Ritsuko sighed. “And stop touching him like that. He's my husband, remember? You had your chance with him and you squandered it - like you did with Kaji.”

“That's not fair, Ritsuko,” the purple haired woman huffed.

“Doesn't make it any less true, does it?” Mrs. Ikari smirked. “Are you really content to be `the other woman', Misato?”

“Don't I get a say in this?” Shinji asked in a hurt tone.

“Of course you do, Shinji-kun,” Ritsuko said reassuringly. “It's just that jealousy is a problem in any relationship; Misato is jealous of me and Maya's a little jealous of you, that's all.”

“But it should only be me and you in our bed, shouldn't it?” the pilot asked, unsure as to what he could expect in his marriage.

It wasn't like Shinji didn't like having sex with two women at the same time, but everything he'd been told was that it should be two people in a marriage, not three or even four.

“Well, that's normally the case,” Ritsuko admitted. “But we do live in extraordinary times.”

“Yeah, Shinji, why don't we all live together as one happy family?” Misato asked with a grin, “you and Ritsuko as the married couple, with me and Maya adding a little spice every now and then?”

“But what about you, Ibuki-san?” Shinji asked cautiously. “What do you want? I don't want to force anyone to do anything.”

Ritsuko walked to her assistant. “I know you have feelings for me, Maya, and I like you too.”

“Sempai!” Maya smiled happily as her mentor's hand touched her face.

“But I want you to know that I love Shinji-kun and I won't leave him,” the bottle blonde warned. “If you want to be with me, you'll need to deal with the fact that you'll have to share me with my husband. And even then, I can't guarantee that he'll let me sleep with you, just as I can't promise that Misato's going to be allowed to sleep with Shinji-kun.”

“She's right, Ibuki-san,” Shinji nodded. “I only want to see her happy, but I don't really want to share her.”

“I understand,” the young lieutenant nodded with a blush. “I wouldn't want to, either.”

“But, if this arrangement will make my wife happy, then I'll do it,” the last male Ikari declared.

“Y-you really mean it, Shinji-kun?”

“Yes I do, Ibuki-san. What's your answer, Ritsuko-san?” the pilot asked, looking her directly in the eyes.

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The end…

This final chapter was pre-read by Chi Vayne, as per usual.

Yes, there will be an epilogue. And possibly omake.

Are there any other questions?

Until laterer comes.