New Day, New Problem

Connor awoke with the light of dawn hitting his face. He sat up and stretched slowly. His head felt heavy from the drinking, and his senses were oddly dull. Connor put his hands down on either side. His right hand hit something squishy, warm and smooth.

"Ahn!" A light moan followed. Connor looked down at a naked Mina, in his hand was a well endowed breast. Connor stared at the sight with intrigue.

'Were they always this big?'

Mina opened her eyes and looked down at Connors hand on her tit. She then looked up at Connor, a huge smile on her face.

"Good morning!" She greeted. Connor remained staring, his mind racing to remember all that he could. Faintly he recalled stripping her, the desires that exploded forth from within him, but the actual deed having been done, eluded him.

"Morning." Connor returned the greeting.

"You know, I thought you were a virgin, but last night, you were like an animal!" Mina sat up and stated with a far off look.

"Is that so. My apologies." Connor answered indifferently. Mina grabbed Connors shoulders and pushed him down while maneuvering on top of him. She looked down at Connor with a lustful gaze.

"Why? It was so exhilarating and addictive! Honestly, I crave more..." Mina replied as she moved down slowly, the feeling of her warmth, the smoothness of her skin, it sent an odd sensation through Connors body.

*

Connor got dressed and headed for the door. Mina remained laying upon the bed, a look of bliss on her face. Ivory jumped onto his back, coming from he knew not where. Connor sighed, realizing she was in the room the whole time.

'I pray to the gods, that you didn't see anything.'

*

Connor had donned his mask on and was walking through the crowds. His sights on the gates, he was itching to test all his abilities and level them up. As soon as he reached the gate, he reached for his Seeker ID, but couldn't find it. He sighed and hoped they wouldn't select him for a credential check... but, they of course did.

"Seeker ID please." A gate guard asked as he stopped him.

"I don't have it on me." Connor replied.

"Look, I get that you don't want your identity exposed, I'm a fan of yours myself. But, rules is rules. I need to see your Seeker ID, or you can't go through." The man apologized. Connor sighed and turned around.

"Hey! Wait a moment! Why don't you let him go with us? I'll vouch for him." A green haired beauty grabbed Connors shoulder and asked the guard. Connor looked at her. Her green hair was put up simply in a ponytail. She had good sizes and her face definitely wasn't unattractive. She wore a silver and gold metal light armor. A smiling half moon face wearing a fools crown was painted on the chest piece.

"Ah, well, if Sutra of the Fool Moon Guild vouches for him, then I have no reason to deny. You can go through." The man smiled and blushed, allowing Connor to join the group.

"Thanks." Connor thanked the girl. She looked at him with a smile and began dragging Connor with her to her group. It was fairly large, with around fifteen members. They were all talking with eachother, laughing and being merry.

Connor felt a sudden sinking feeling as he was dragged along. It felt like a new problem.

*

The group ignored Connor for the most part as they roamed the zones outside the district. They worked well together, eliminating the few undead and other creatures that were available.

"So, what Class of Seeker are you, Mr. Kitten?" Sutra had been asking him questions non stop.

"Mage." Connor replied. He was constantly looking for a chance to move along on his own, but Sutra was constantly blocking his way.

"Really? From the way you fought in those videos, I swore you were Guardian, Hunter, or Swordsman Class. To think you use magic as your main fighting form." Sutra mused.

"Lady Sutra! Gilbert says he found signs of a possible horde!" One of the members shouted out. He was a fully cloaked young man holding a bow, but no quiver of arrows.

"A Horde! How perfect! Thanks Derrick! You can show off some skills for us now!" Sutra smiled happily and ran down to the others.

"Why?" Connor mumbled. Ivory was looking off into the distance.

*

The group stood on a crumbling over pass, staring at a mile long horde of undead. It was heading away from the City, but towards the other.

"What do we do? That's not exactly a 'Managable' size." Derrick whispered a question.

"It's all good, we got Mr. Kitten. He said he's a Mage Class!" Sutra responded in kind.

"Oh, we do need another Mage Class Seeker. But, how good are his Skills?" Derrick asked, but was looking at Connor when he did.

"You should report this horde." Connor shook his head.

"Oh, come on! You're Rainbow Kitten! Your prestige is world wide now! Get out there and give us a show!" Sutra's look changed as she shoved Connor over the edge with tremendous force.

"Sutra! What the fuck!" Derrick suddenly exclaimed. He jumped on to the edge to jump down, but was yanked back.

"Guild Masters Orders. If he wants to humiliate one of our members, he has to deal with the consequences." Sutra looked down at Connor, her face full of malice, and an evil grin plastered to her face.

Connor had landed on his feet and stood up, staring up at Sutra. He sighed and turned towards a now alerted horde that had turned to face him.

"Big mistake. You want a show? Let's give her a show. Ivory, keep that team from going anywhere. I'll be up in a moment." Connor readied himself. Ivory's eyes glowed and she vanished from Connors shoulders within an instant. Ironically, Ivory had twice the physical abilities Connor did.

The group looked around, but the little girl was no where to be found. When they didn't find her, their attention turned to Connor, Sutra was recording.

Connor pulled his pipe sword from Inventory, his other hand was condensing his biggest skill, Dark Incendiary Bomb. The horde, finally catching his scent, let out accumulated roars and began running towards Connor.

"Too Late." Connor threw the Skill into the midst of the horde. The explosion rocked the earth and sent a dome of black fire into the sky. The team above instantly paled and glared at Sutra. Who's face was even paler.