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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

“You know I eat slower than you..” She pointed out, crossing her arms over her chest, irritated her dinner was striking up conversation with her date. “Can I kill him yet?” She asked, kagune twitching as she looked to Motochika.
 
"Wait," Motochika held up his hand, "is she...a half ghoul...? Did she come from a human and a ghoul?"
"Megohime? Oh no, I made her." Masamune replied. Motochika swallowed roughly.
"Make me a ghoul."
 
Megohime’s eyes narrowed at Motochika, the veins under her eye flaring at the request. “You don’t get to demand anything here.” She hissed out, still sensitive to the topic of her being a half ghoul.
 
"I'm not demanding." Motochika sneered, "I'm requesting."
"That's a mighty big request." Masamune said, "And a terrible burden on the human soul."
 
“Don’t tell me you’re actually considering this assholes request?” Megohime looked to Masamune in disbelief.
 
“What am I supposed to do for dinner if you’re taking mine too?” She muttered angrily, shooting daggers at Motochika for opening his mouth, her kagune dissipating since she would no longer be needing it.
 
She shot her glare at Masamune, not looking happy at all with his teasing, but she was getting hungry, and she wasn’t about to fight Masamune over a meal. “He’s probably cold..” She mumbled, turning to move toward the man she left of the street. It wasn’t who she had wanted after seeing Motochika as an option, but she drank the man’s blood and ate the flesh from his arms and face regardless.
 
Once Megohime had her fill and cleaned up her mouth, she returned to Masamune, giving a displeased look at Motochika. “He’s not riding back in the car with us, is he?”
 
"Well, he doesn't have to come home with us. We have to find a doner kakuhou." Masamune replied before holding his phone out to Motochika, "Put your number in."
"Uh, yeah, ok." Motochika agreed and added his number to Masamune's phone.
 
Megohime made a face, moving closer to Masamune to hold his arm, watching Motochika closely- she should’ve tried to take a bite out of him first after all.
 
When Motochika finished, he handed Masamune his phone back.
"Thanks~ I'll be in touch~" Masamune said. Motochika looked uncomfortable but nodded regardless.
"Thank you for your help.." He muttered.
 
Megohime turned away from Motochika, sticking her nose up. “Are you done with your business? This was supposed to be a date..”
 
"Ah, sorry, sorry, baby. You're right." Masamune said, petting her hand gently, "Let's get going. I'll still reward you for our game since you found me a new toy."
 
Megohime smiled happily like she hadn’t just been glaring death at the battered Motochika. “Really~? What’s my reward~?” Her mood had improved greatly.
 
“I get to pick this time? Hm~ Let’s go to the arena and watch a few fights~” Megohime decided happily, always liking a meal and a show.
 
Megohime was excited to get out and do things, even if they weren’t conventional date activities. Returning back to the car, she only waited until she was inside before pulling off her wig and glasses.
 
Once at the arena, Megohime was rather delighted, sipping blood from a glass as they sat in their own private booth.
 
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