[ At this point, Konoka is practically drunk on Pidonus's spell. But even though she was now entranced, Konoka did not greedily rush to fulfill her command, neither did she lack coordination (maybe Pidonus considered something like that, but the Incident removed any interest in playing any further with that).
Konoka leaned forward to press herself chest to chest with Pidonus, her gaze blank and adoring. The tactile feeling of chest against chest felt good, but what truly made her sigh in delight was following through on Pidonus's request. ]
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[ At this point, Konoka is practically drunk on Pidonus's spell. But even though she was now entranced, Konoka did not greedily rush to fulfill her command, neither did she lack coordination (maybe Pidonus considered something like that, but the Incident removed any interest in playing any further with that).
Konoka leaned forward to press herself chest to chest with Pidonus, her gaze blank and adoring. The tactile feeling of chest against chest felt good, but what truly made her sigh in delight was following through on Pidonus's request. ]