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"Surprise, Horse Lady."

After a lifetime of wondering if things would ever change, the world that followed in the aftermath of the revelation had turned into a colorful dreamworld. In one sudden moment, another world revealed itself to mankind. In spite of the sort of beings they founded, judging by the sudden harpies that would walk beside a humans to Hikarizawa High, lycanthrope-felines and canines walking looking for new clothes, or the naga girls on the market plaza, they had all come in peace. Wishing to make a future with them.

Tomoya took the time to wonder how big would Sunohara's pain threshold increase in the following days, if he did sign up to host one of these girls when the program just started.

Now in his morning walk, he overheard conversations from beast-people talking about happenings between friends, schools, giving a curious look, then and there, and remembering that soon there would be even more visiting Hikarizawa.

Somebody clapped coconuts in the distance. Tomoya realized he wasn't in the market. He crossed around the corner to--

"W-WHAAAAA!"

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"--It doesn't work that way, Centorea-san. You're still new here!" Tomoya let out an outburst of fear the moment Centorea was rather insistent on fulfilling the role of protective knight, and tried calming her down by inciting her to bend all four equine legs down to sit, as Tomoya himself moved closer to her...

...pushed his flat chest against Centorea's massive chest, kept holding her hands, blushed a shade of red as strong as Centorea's own. Tomoya's heart beat and echoed from inside of him. His mouth opened briefly, he closed it...

"We are better off protecting eachother, you know?"

Thankfully that closeness made all four of her legs go weak, and she went down like a sack of bricks. Centorea was so red you'd swear steam was coming out of her big fluffy ears. For the moment, her need to be protective and defense faltered. She couldn't even look him in the eyes anymore.

"I... I, ah... I s-s-suppose, right now, you would know best..."

The distance between them closed in, and Tomoya's fingers intertwined with hers, feeling her heartbeat, feeling as warm as she was...

He barely noticed when the film actually started. The lights around the park dimmed, and the main screen lit up with the beginning credits of some medieval hero film, as the film's music echoed the best it could over the park with little to bounce off to.

As Centorea looked away, so did Tomoya, and slowly turned aside to let themselves watch the movie, food close to them. And resting over Centorea's side, still holding her hands.

In all honesty, he wasn't paying that much attention to the movie. He realized he had missed the beginning. He realized he'd have to make up for it somehow, but...

Centorea, for now, was distracted by the movie. It had been one of the big things she wanted to see, after all. The feel of a movie was much different than TV. The atmosphere, the feel, you got sucked in and so did everyone around you. Her eyes widened and even glittered as the noble tale unfolded before her.

Her hands clenched tighter and tighter, almost forgetting they were holding human hands. She 'oooh'ed over epic battle scenes, and wept over tragic romances, and cheered happily over victories. Probably a little too loudly.

Tomoya almost didn't even need to explain to her what was happening. To see her react with so much joy at something as mundane to him as seeing a movie made him feel...

Happy.

Centorea herself was seeing the world with wonder, newness, and a thrill to explore. One that had Tomoya groan every time Centorea held his hands too strongly! Somehow, he kept his mouth shut. She let her enjoy this...

"They're all also watching the movie, Centorea-san." Tomoyoa gently reminded her to keep her in check, not so much to prevent her from screaming in joy, but at least tone it down just a little, contain her joy for him.

And, the more the movie went on, the closer he leaned on Centorea, as he tried to stay awake for her.

"Right, of course, my most sincere apologies!" Centorea whispered without looking at him. It was so easy to lose herself in the story. Especially now that it was getting to an especially heroic yet tragic part! The noble knight was slain to protect the princess!

In agony, Centorea tugged Tomoya in close - right into her chest. She needed some kind of comfort, and didn't realize what she was even doing. "H-How brave! She doesn't even shed a tear! Ah, is he really going to die like that?"

That woke him up. "HMMPH!" Sound had a hard time moving through walls, which is why Tomoya's moans for air only came out as muffles when his head outright disappeared between Centorea's mounds, arms waving trying to get ahold of something...!

With no small effort, Tomoya pulled his head out from between Centorea's breasts with a long intake of air as if he had been underwater, "I--I don't know, Cerea-san!" It was a miracle he managed to whisper instead of raising his voice, "you have to see the full movie on your own, nobody knows what happens mid-movie!"

In spite of Centorea's gesture, Tomoya didn't pull away. He instead held her human waist in a soft hug, in an attempt to calm her from her grief caused by the movie. A small shoulder for her to lean on, but one present for her, at least.

Sheesh, it even looked like Centora might weep over this climatic scene. Whenever she felt something, she felt it deeply. She still kept a good hold onto him, but thankfully it wasn't as tight or as constrictive as before. Maybe on some level she remembered he was a living breathing human being, and not a pillow.

But the tears came anyway when the princess decided to take on the deceased knight's quest in his honor. Not full on sobbing, thank goodness, but streams of water fell down her cheeks, and she clenched a fist in triumph. "I'm so proud of her...!"

The strangest thing about this all was that Tomoya was getting used far too fast to be held by this centaur in particular. At least the living breathing human being had an advantage for Centorea, as it gave her a hand to hold in time.

To comfort the large, adorable horse-girl that cried at the movie, Tomoya tried to lift himself only a little, and slowly rub her back to calm her a little. He gave her a moment to cry, then asked with a smile, holding her hands, careful not to be pulled into her massive bust again.

"Did you like it?"

"Of course I did!" As the movie ended, Centora shook Tomoya's hands up and down, up and down, in both glee and gratitude. "It was better than anything I could have imagined! I could not have asked for a better experience! I owe you a million lifetimes of servitude!"

It was only then she realized just how giddily she'd been acting this entire time. Her entire face flushed darkly, embarrassed she'd lost her knightly image and replaced it with a squealing schoolgirl. She abruptly cleared her throat, looking away, trying to find some semblance of her former dignity. "That is... I must find a way to repay you for this. Not in terms of money... this night has been about far more than any coin shared."

Centorea was still enormously strong! The reaction was excessive to him! But for her, if she hadn't seen anything like it before--

"H-Hey, there's always a lot of movies. There's an entire industry for this sort of thing, you know. Just..."

In that moment Centorea got her bearings, Tomoya actually found both the excess of emotion and the flustered self-control that followed it adorable. He lifted himself up close to her face with a smile, in an attempt to shorten the height between them.

"... I'll see if I can get accepted for the hosting program, to get an apartment of my own for you to live in." Tomoya's fingers intertwined with hers, and he turned to face Centorea, "I don't care if the chance for it might be small, for us to live together, but I'd like to have you around, Centorea-chan." He pushed his chest against her large bust, only now realizing he wanted his forehead on hers...

"I'd really like to see you again tomorrow, you know."

So close! So, so, so close! It was inappropriate for masters and their knights to be this close - but forbidden fruit was very delicious. Two sides of Centorea were at war inside of her - the one that wanted to be respectful and noble, and the one that was girlish and feminine. Centorea wanted to be one or the other as she felt it was impossible to be both.

This was why it was taking her so long to respond, even though the answer was more than obvious, judging from the ridiculous smile she was sporting. "I... I would like that too. I feel a great, clandestine destiny has brought us together. The toast charm really did work... it really did bring me to my destined one... the master I must serve!"

The sight of a stampede of centaurs wielding toasts on their mouth was one too dangerous to let run rampant.

"O-Oi, you're about to set a dangerous example! Do you want a stampede to go out there in the future?"

Which sadly was by now impossible not to happen, as there were girls that just happened to have two meals and a pie in a library... and coins that locked people up in locker rooms... And it was also a world which now had centaur girls. One of which he just felt a strong infatuation for.

This was a weird world.

"I'm not really your master..." It wasn't a statement. It was hesitation the higher her stood, not realizing his own heartbeats echoed over Centorea's chest, coming into a balance, an equilibrium, as both of their hearts began to beat in unison. His forehead gently bumped against hers, remaining in place. "am I? What happens if I am...? A-Aren't you supposed to choose on your own...?"

"Even if destiny hadn't shown me the way, I surely would have found myself to you." Centorea showed no hesitation with this. Though she was still blushing hotly and shaking like a leaf, her words were true and strong. "Someone so kind and intelligent as you... I would settle for nothing less for the one I am meant to protect and obey. You are the peak to which all other men should be judged!"

After a moment, she mumbled an afterthought. "Not that I would compare you to anyone ever... you're you... and... that's all I could ever want."

"Please don't put me on a high pedestal, Centorea-chan. I'm just a young delinquent..." His breathing quickened as he failed to calm her down, not focusing entirely on her words, his nose gently touching hers, "you, on the other hand, are a formal girl that deserves a lot of good. Someplace to live. Someone to..."

... Tomoya failed to think of more things to say to her, and as he pushed his lips for a kiss, his hands held her human waist to caress it.

Despite he physically close they had gotten, the kiss still came as a great shock to Centorea. It was also her first, though that was probably no big surprise. She froze initially, sucking air in through her nostrils. But after seconds of reality dripped in, Her wide eyes began to close.

A tiny whimpering sound echoed around her, but only because this was such a happy occasion. Since she didn't know anything about kissing, she let Tomoya do as he pleased, as a master should. She was more than content to enjoy this.

Tomoya rose to sit on his knees as he lifted himself up the moment Centora closed her eyes. He pushed against her chest the higher he allowed himself to be, giving himself a chace to nuzzle her nose, as his own hands then rose to caress her back.

One hand rubbed Centorea's human back, another descended to rub her equine back, touching both her human skin to calm her down, as well as the horse fur in a desire to explore her. His mouth moved back from the kiss to taste her lips, gently sucking on them, bumping his nose against hers, then pecking the tip of her nose, before descending to return with the kiss.

His arms wrapped around her human waist by the time his kiss ended, smiling to her in spite of their mutual blush, forehead on hers, heart beating like a jackhammer and echoing against Centorea's chest.

Little needed to be said. Tomoya felt great affection for this girl that came from another world, one of full of monsters and centaurs in her case, and... he felt with a purpose. It was something more what they had, and he wanted to be with her.

"I don't know if I'd be a master," Tomoya whispered to her, "but if I am... then would you like to be my girlfriend? I wouldn't mind being your boyfriend."

As his lips moved around her face, Centorea made a diminutive gasp. She'd done so much 'studying' in certain areas of Japanese culture, but romance hadn't been one of them. In fact, she was rather clueless about dating norms, especially what was considered normal for humans. So she had to wonder if her shock was normal, or if she was overreacting. Since it felt silly to ask, she allowed him to do as he pleased with her. After all, a smart and kind man like Tomoya knew what he was doing!

All she could think to do was place her hands on his shoulders, giving them both a sense of balance. It took effort to remind herself not to shove him forward and into her, as she'd done during the movies. Did human males like chests as big as hers?

"Mmm." It was a tiny whimper of a reply at first, her mind spinning and her heart beating. "I... I... w-wouldn't mind either... I suppose..."

Tomoya smiled, "In that case," his arms wrapped around Centorea's waist as they looked at eachother, "you can do whatever you want with me."

In that moment of silence, not surprised that this was, to be honest, their mutual first time at having a partner (though one Tomoya was glad to have found), his sight wandered around Centorea, her eyes, her adorable expression as she breathed rapidly, large ears down.

"We spend more days together like this, we talk and either grant or ask for permission for the things we'd like to do, so we can both be happy with eachother in our time together, such as..."

He looked down and... slowly lowered himself, heart hammering his chest the closer his head moved down, resting his chin between her enormous breasts.

"Can I?"

Whatever she wanted? What did Centorea want? How could her mind both be racing yet also be so blank? Because she had no answers for him, she said nothing, except little 'eee' sounds in-between great gulps of air. The entire outside world had become lost to her, and she forgot where she was. There was a good chance he had too.

When it became obvious what he intended to so, she slapped her hands to her face, in a desperate attempt to hide how embarrassed she was. Yet it wasn't a rejection, as after another silly 'eee', she managed to nod.

He had forgotten absolutely about his surroundings, but stopped caring the moment he got to hold her.

Tomoya smiled. He closed his eyes. For both her ability to process it, as well as his, his head descended only slowly between Centorea's breasts, muffling serenely as his mouth reverberated between her mounds. His face emerged from her large chest as he offered her the chance to pet his hair.

"Now, do you want me to kiss you more," Tomoya tried to let Centorea become comfortable, open, seeing him as more than a master, "or are you getting ideas?"

A nickname would be adorable for Centorea, he came to think.

"I..." It was amazing Centorea got that word out, and she had to use whatever remained of her mental energy to get more to leave her mouth. Her large breasts were sensitive, especially since she wasn't wearing a bra - centaurs often came in sizes that human clothing stories simply didn't have. As a result it was just easier to let them hang. With the way her skin buzzed after his lips grazed her, she had to wonder if she'd ever wear a bra again.

"You... you could... k-kiss there... I-If you wanted..." She gulped heavily, now closing her eyes tightly, unable to look at him, or anything.

Tomoya lifted his head to whisper to her with a devious smile. "Gladly... Cerea-chan."

He descended, and... immediately noticed she didn't have a bra the moment he held the sides of her enormous breasts. He looked up for a moment, pink on his face... then closing his eyes, sinking his face between her mounds, letting them spread for his face before pushing them against his cheeks, his head beneath his nose sunken in. His mouth opened for a soft suckling, peppering her with kisses.

Centorea was about to ask where the name change had come from, opening her eyes for a moment, but that's when she saw his own pinking cheeks. It was a sort of relief to know at least he felt some form of embarrassment and humility during this encounter. She held him a little less tightly as a result, and breathed a little more softly.

The tiny whimpers became soft moans, let loose upon every kiss. Once she stopped freaking out over everything, it made the whole experience much more pleasant.

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