Chapter 399: Seven Tail Roleplay

Before Mika could even begin to process this revelation, Astrid provided a perfect, horrifying demonstration of exactly why she had all those different expressions.

The angry Mika tail—the one he’d just unwrapped, now freed from its pillowcase—lunged forward to smack her again.

But suddenly, in a dramatic flourish, another tail stepped in front of her before the blow could land.

The prince Mika tail.

It struck a heroic pose, pillowcase gleaming, printed face radiating noble determination.

And then it actually started fighting the angry Mika tail—the two of them slapping against each other in a bizarre, fluffy duel.

Astrid gasped theatrically.

"No, Mika! No! Don’t fight with that Mika! It’s alright! I did something wrong! He’s simply punishing me!"

"You don’t have to—"

She paused, cocking her head as if listening to something.

"Oh! You’re saying that no matter what it is? No matter what problem I cause, you can never see me get hurt? So you’re fighting for me?"

Her eyes widened with dramatic realization.

"Oh, Mika! I understand! I understand now! You love me so much! But still, you don’t have to—"

The angry Mika tail wasn’t having any of it.

It lunged at the prince tail with renewed fury, and the two of them engaged in an increasingly violent slap-fight, tails whipping back and forth as Astrid watched with wide, entranced eyes.

Finally, the prince tail landed a decisive blow.

SMACK.

The angry Mika tail faltered. Trembled. And then flopped to the ground in defeat.

The prince tail stood tall, triumphant.

Astrid’s eyes sparkled.

"My hero." She breathed.

Then she lunged forward and wrapped her arms around the princely tail, hugging it tightly.

"My hero! Without you, I would definitely have been beaten up! I definitely would not have survived!"

"You’re my knight in shining armor! I love you so, so much!"

She nuzzled it.

And then—she started leaning in like she was about to kiss it!

Mika’s brain screamed at him to look away, to run, to do something, but he was frozen, completely paralyzed by the sheer insanity unfolding before his eyes.

But before Astrid’s lips could make contact with the pillowcase, another tail entered the picture.

The tragically heartbroken Mika tail.

It drooped pathetically, printed face twisted in sorrow, eyes looking for all the world like it had just witnessed its true love betray it.

Astrid gasped again—even more dramatically this time.

"Oh no! Mika! You—how could you come here?! How did you know about this place?! You’re not supposed to be here!"

She looked frantically between the princely tail and the tragic tail.

"No, no, no! I’m not cheating on you or anything! I swear! It’s just—this Mika over here, he helped me! He protected me! A-And I just wanted to give him some kindness, and one thing led to another, and I.."

"...I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to break your heart like that!"

The tragic tail drooped even more pathetically.

Astrid immediately hugged it.

"I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry for betraying you like! I didn’t mean to! I didn’t mean to do it at all!"

She cradled it gently, caressing the fabric.

"Big sister would never betray her little brother like that. You know that, right? You know you’re the one I love the most. You’re my favorite Mika. Please don’t be sad. Please forgive me."

The tragic tail seemed to perk up slightly at her words.

Mika opened his mouth to say something—anything—but before he could, another tail entered the scene.

The gentle, loving Mika tail.

It approached slowly, printed face wearing the softest, most affectionate smile imaginable.

It reached out and gently touched Astrid’s cheek.

Astrid’s actually gulped in response and her cheeks turned a little red.

"W-What are you saying, Mika?"

"Are you saying that no matter what I do, no matter what I say, you will always love and cherish me?"

"That you’ll always coddle me like the best big sister in the world?"

The tail seemed to nod—or at least, Astrid acted like it did.

"Oh no! You can’t say that! That’s too much! Even I make mistakes! Even I—"

She paused, listening again.

"What? Are you saying that no matter what mistake I make, even if it’s against the whole world, you’ll protect me and treasure me?"

"And that there’s no chance in hell that I would ever even make a mistake at all?"

Her face turned bright red.

"Oh, Mika...I don’t know what to say...my heart is racing right now..."

The tail gently caressed her cheek again, and she melted into it.

"Oh, Mika, you little devil. You really know how to hit my weak points, don’t you?"

She closed her eyes, leaning into the touch.

But then—

Her eyes snapped open.

She sniffed the air.

Her expression shifted from blissful to suspicious.

"Wait a minute, Mika."

The tail froze.

"I smell something." She sniffed again, deeper this time. "I smell...the scent of woman on you."

The tail shook its head frantically.

"Don’t lie to me! I definitely smell a woman!"

"I’ve gone through all my tails and sniffed them, and I know this smell! It’s different! It hasn’t come from you!"

Her eyes narrowed.

"You’re cheating, aren’t you? You’re having a fling with another woman!"

The gentle Mika tail immediately retracted, and in its place—another tail.

This one had a printed image of Mika surrounded by all the Battle Angel daughters. His arms were around them. They were all smiling.

It looked exactly like a harem fantasy illustration.

Astrid gasped in dramatic horror.

"SEE?! Look at it! I knew it! I just knew it!"

She pointed an accusatory finger at the tail.

"You left your big sister to go around and have fun with those other bitches around you!"

"How could you?! Your big sister loves you so much! And those others—they’re just using you! For your good looks! Or your charm! Or your massive—"

She caught herself, blushing furiously.

"—your massive...personality! Yes! Your massive personality! They’re using you for your personality!"

The tail seemed to shake its head.

"What?! You’re saying you want to come to me, but my sisters are keeping you hostage? Keeping you to themselves?!"

Her expression shifted from heartbroken to furious.

"How dare they?! How dare those little—those—those skanks keep you from me! Don’t worry, Mika! I’ll save you!"

And then—Mika watched in utter, complete, soul-shattered horror—

Astrid actually lunged at her own tail.

She jumped on it, grabbing it with both hands, and started wrestling with it on the floor.

"Let him go, you fiends! Release him at once! I won’t let you keep my little brother hostage any longer!"

She twisted. She turned. She put the tail in a chokehold.

"How dare you! How dare you! I will not let this go! I definitely will save Mika from your stinking claws!"

"Don’t you dare do anything to my baby brother!"

The tail flopped helplessly in her grip, being a tail and unable to fight back.

But Astrid was fully committed.

She rolled across the carpet, still grappling with the tail, shouting battle cries and threats.

"Take THAT! And THAT! No one keeps my Mika from me!"

Meanwhile, Mika stood there.

Frozen.

Jaw on the floor.

Brain completely offline.

This was it. This was the moment his sanity finally snapped. This was the moment he officially lost it.

He’d survived murder attempts. He’d survived political intrigue. He’d survived football matches and penalty shootouts and world-changing parties.

But this?

This was beyond his capacity to process.

And yet, somehow, it kept going.

"You’ll never take me alive!" Astrid shouted, now somehow managing to pin three tails at once. "I’ll die before I let you keep him from me! He’s mine!"

"My little brother! Mine!"

Astrid finally managed to pull her tail back—the one with the shy, blushing Mika face—almost as if Mika had finally returned to her from those so-called sisters who’d been holding him captive.

Her face lit up with pure, radiant relief.

"Thank God, Mika! Thank God, you’re finally back!"

She cradled the tail in her arms like it was the most precious thing in the world.

"You’re back to me! Now I can cuddle with you just like I’ve always wanted to, little brother!"

She sat up straight, positioning herself comfortably on the carpet, and gently placed the tail on her lap.

She then began treating it like a baby—rocking it, patting it, cooing at it.

"Your big sister is here." She murmured softly. "She’ll take care of you. She’ll protect you from those mean sisters who tried to keep you hostage."

She pinched the printed cheeks of the pillowcase.

This was already beyond humiliating.

This was soul-destroying to witness.

But what happened next was even worse.

Suddenly, the shy Mika tail began to shift.

It rose higher and higher, changing positions, until finally it was replaced by another tail—one with a completely different Mika on it.

This Mika had a dominant look on his face.

An arrogant, knowing smile curled his printed lips.

His eyes half-lidded with confidence.

He looked like some sort of emperor who ruled over everything—like he owned the world and everyone in it.

And seeing this tail hovering over her, Astrid’s breath caught in her throat.

"Oh." She breathed, her cheeks flushing. "Oh, Mika...what are you doing right now? You’re supposed to be getting cuddled by me."

"Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?"

The tail leaned closer.

"You can’t." Astrid stammered, leaning back slightly. "You can’t look at me like that. I-I’m your sister, after all. So you can’t look at me like I’m..."

"...like I’m your woman or something."

The tail leaned even closer.

"No, I told you, Mika, you can’t."

She protested weakly, her voice growing higher.

"Please. We have to maintain some barriers between us. We can’t—it’s so wrong—but—"

But the tail kept advancing.

Closer.

Closer.

Until it was inches from her face and Astrid’s resolve finally crumbled.

"O-Okay." She gasped. "Okay, fine. Fine! If you want me so much, then you can have me!"

Mika’s eyes trembled in absolute horror as he watched the tail lean closer and Astrid—

—Astrid actually kissed it!

She pressed her lips against the pillowcase, making smooching sounds, while the tail seemed to become more aggressive, pushing her back, pressing her down against the carpet.

She went with it willingly, letting herself be guided until she was lying on her back with the tail looming over her.

She made out with her own tail.

For several long, agonizing seconds.

Then she pulled back, gasping for air, her face absolutely burning.

"Oh, Mika! You’re so aggressive! You’re so bold, kissing me like that!"

She giggled—actually giggled.

"You’re so naughty, Mika. So, so naughty."

She then paused, as if listening before saying in flustered shock,

"What?! You’re telling me that I’m even more naughty than you? And that you want to show it right now?"

She gasped one more time.

"S-Seeiously?! You want me to go down no all fours? Like the fox I am? And stick my—my—"

She couldn’t even finish the sentence.

"Mika, you’re so lewd! You can’t do that! You absolutely cannot—"

But the tail leaned forward aggressively, clearly not taking no for an answer.

And...Astrid’s resistance melted.

"Okay." She whispered. "Okay, fine. Since you’re so persistent."

And then, to the real Mika’s absolute, soul-crushing horror—

—she actually got down on all fours.

Right there on the carpet before sticking her plump butt out, that looked even more enticing under the dark military pants she was wearing.

She then looked back over her shoulder with the most shy, intimate, inviting expression he had ever seen on anyone’s face.

"W-What are you going to do, Mika?" She whispered.

"What are you going to do to me right now?"

And in response, tail raised up.

And then—

SMACK!

It came down directly on her upturned rear.

"Ahhhh—!"

Astrid yelped, a high-pitched squeak escaping her lips. She jolted forward, then looked back with wide, shocked eyes.

"What are you doing?! You can’t just—"

SMACK!

Another hit.

"Mika! You dirty boy! How could you do that to your own sister?!"

SMACK!

"N-No! It hurts! Stop!"

SMACK!

"Stop, stop, please! My butt is getting red! You can’t—"

But the tail didn’t stop.

It kept smacking her, over and over, while Astrid continued her dramatic protests.

But here was the thing—the truly disturbing thing that Mika noticed through his paralyzed horror:

She wasn’t actually trying to get away.

She wasn’t resisting at all.

In fact, despite her words, she seemed to be...enjoying herself.

And then, as if things couldn’t possibly get worse—

—the other tails joined in.

All seven of them.