“Gotcha! Ibuki is too smart for you!” You were caught! An announcement played. “Attention everyone! The game has now ended! Ibuki Mioda, the Ultimate Musician, has won! She now has the privilege to test her new prize in the special hotel room! The rest of you will now leave and weep! Goodbye!” The announcement ended.
You dreaded! You were now a slave to this girl! She had pale skin and crazy colorful hair. It looked like she had too horns on her head. She wore shoes and ripped up stockings, one was blue, one was pink. She also was wearing something on her arm along with rings. Her personality was extremely energetic and excited!
“Yip Yip Yippy! I’ve got a personal butler! Let’s go to the hotel room!” She says as she winks at you. Ibuki sprinted off towards the special hotel room. You ran behind her, no longer having control of your body! You two made it inside the room. You were exhausted from running. “Don’t worry! I’ve got a whole bunch of ideas that I could do with you!” Ibuki looked at you with a mischievous grin on her face! This can’t be good!
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