[center][h2]Kaguya-hime[/h2][/center]

The princess looked at the image, thinking it looked familiar--and by the time Mana was squeezing the unfortunate Benienma, she'd realised. Servants tended to gather quite the following on those occasions they made their presence known directly... not that it was a huge number who were interested in that thing. So naturally, when Kaguya had been summoned and set to examining the modern internet, she had wound up keeping track of these figures. 

So, unsurprisingly, she had seen that picture before. Along with a key piece of information that it seemed neither Benienma nor Suzuka's Master had realised in their look at the screen. 

"Really, Suzuka-dono, should you not have told your Master when millions of people liked her thighs?" she asked, for all the world coming across as simply making a polite remark--and, rather than waiting for the response (after all, she'd be able to hear everything well enough), Kaguya moved over to the by-now staring staff at the counter. 

Who definitely weren't expecting an order of "One of everything."

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[h2][center]Saotome Hana[/center][/h2]

Nothing more liberating than the stretching of muscles...? From Berserker...? Was this some kind of strange threat? Was the seemingly cheerful girl going to snap and tear her limb from limb if she tried to get out of this torture? She really didn't want to take part, but there was... just no way that she wanted to be ripped apart by a super powerful historical warrior...

"W-What do you want me to do?"