Megohime wanted to completely disappear, turning her head away to hide both her red face and her embarrassment. “I guess it couldn’t have been anymore public huh..?”
Megohime only glanced over at Masamune, face still flushed with embarrassment. “Is... something like that gonna happen again, or was that just a one time deal..?” She almost sounded hopeful to hear an answer.
“I’m not saying that I do!” She sputtered out quickly, almost glaring at the floor. “B-But if it did happen again.. I wouldn’t... try to stop you or anything..” She muttered.
“The fuck does that even mean?” Megohime was practically bristling at this point, trying to regain her composure, all while trying to figure out what a tsundere was.
Steam would’ve come out her ears if it could’ve, glancing to Masamune before glaring absolute death at his crew. “Sounds fuckin’ made up..” She muttered.
They only laughed harder and Masamune coughed.
"It isn't.." He replied.
"It's in a lot of porn, too!"
"Alright, that's enough!" Kojurou shooed them all away, scowling heavily.
The mention of pornography made Megohime stiffen, she had heard of such erotic media, but growing up in the Gjallarhorn, she never actually experienced such things. “Fuck off!” She hissed quietly, crossing her arms tightly.
“It’s fine, about what I expected from a bunch of Martians.” Technically she too was a Martian, but it didn’t matter. “So... the plan to partner with Matsunaga’s kinda fucked, huh?”