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Yoshino sighed deeply as they lowered themselves down the pool ladder and sank into the water. They didn’t actually spend all that much time in the complex where they rented a unit; despite appearances and their overall demeanor, they led a busy life. If they weren’t out with clients or other escorts at business and social events, they often ended up crashing at a littermate’s place. They’d drifted between a few different apartments over time, and this w...

Around the time of Lian’s fourth or fifth heavy sigh, Millie-May actually looked up from her book to where they lay sprawled on her couch. “Are you okay?” “Huh?” Lian mumbled; they’d been in a sort of trance, staring up at the ceiling fan and following its rotation with their eyes. They hadn’t been fully cognizant of all the sighing and grumbling they were doing, nor how it was probably distracting Milli...

Morgaine was getting used to the Heavenly Embassy’s atmosphere. The ambrosia plants didn’t sprout up overnight, of course, but he had taken to visiting to check on the ones that he and Dove had planted every few days. It had the added benefit of letting him explore the Embassy and further familiarize himself with a place that he rarely had a reason to venture into otherwise.  His initial impression that it wasn�...

Morgaine sat bent over the Paradise Cafe’s coffee bar, probably making an amusing picture with the way his head was craned to the side, almost touching the countertop. The cafe’s doors were propped open, allowing a breeze to flow through the interior and spreading the aroma of fresh coffee and baking. No imps seemed to have yet made their way up to the Heavenly Embassy, so there was no risk of pests coming in and getting into the food. The afternoon rush had...

Yoshino’s carats clattered softly as they pushed them one by one into the slot on the gacha machine. That noise was followed by the click of the machine’s knob as they turned it, then the sound of a plastic capsule bouncing down into the prize tray. They snatched the capsule up almost the second it popped out and swiftly opened it, only for their mouth to twist in disappointment. A small, plain pink bun figurine w...

Cleaning up the bar at the end of the night (that was, in the wee hours of the morning) was a bit mind-numbing after a long shift. It was also kind of zen, though. The building was empty except for the person locking up, and that fell to Morgaine today. He whistled a vague tune as he followed the cleaning and closing checklist step by step. Dishes and glassware were gathered up and loaded into the large dishwasher in ...

Warm, fragrant air rolled over Morgaine and Dove in a gentle wave as they pushed open the doors of the greenhouse and stepped inside. It was just one greenhouse of many in the Heavenly Embassy, the little slice of paradise built to resemble a world that none of the cherubuns who lived there would ever see again, and which the succubuns they’d joined in Burrowgatory could scarcely imagine. To Morgaine right at this m...

When it came to enjoying the finer things in life, there really was no need to make things harder for yourself than necessary. Sure, some buns lusted after fame (literally or otherwise). Some just dreamed of being recognized by strangers everywhere they went, being stopped for photo ops or autographs on the street, and having every reporter and blogger in Burrowgatory hang on their every word. The buns who had that, a...

“-and that’s when I realized that my special treats had crazy effects on these little guys!” Quince was saying. She patted Mademoiselle on the head as the Stroodle pawed at her leg, unheeding of the attention and instead begging for the treats that Quince was carefully packing into decorative bags and tins. “Mm-hmm,” Yoshino...