Suddenly Nene walked back in, saying, "Oops! I left my purse, Matsu—" when she saw Matsuri and Harumin getting very intimate. She stopped short, her jaw dropping to the floor and her eyes widening with shock as she saw this unexpected ship sailing the high seas. Harumin blushed like a tomato and begged the ever-persistent Matsuri, "Stop it, please, Matsuri-chan! I can't take it anymore..." her voice weakened to a faint whisper as her B O L O G N A F L A P O V E R trembled in anticipation of letting her maternal floodgates of paradise open. But Matsuri wouldn't stop. Instead, she wrapped her arms around the younger Taniguchi's booty and sharply slapped its reverberating surface with a flirty wink at her girlfriend. Needless to say, Harumin screamed in both pain and filthy delight as she drew nearer to her squontch like the secret expert at carpet-munching that she was. And Nene? She was held speechless, still engulfed in utter disbelief of this insanity she was witnessing. At last, Harumin burst into the realm of cytheric bliss as her fountain of plenty gushed anew with bountiful love and blessings for Matsuri. They both giggled as their naughty deed came to an end. The cooch comrades then turned to Nene, who was still thunderstruck. Matsuri was the first to speak, and she did so with a raised eyebrow. "I can see you had no idea about this, Nene-chan," she said. "You seem to have gotten mildly preoccupied with shipping this girl-" here she beamed at Harumin - "and Yuzu-chan." "B-but Haru-Matsu???" Nene finally managed to stammer, cringing at the thought of this ship. "Are you psyching me or what? Is this for real?" Harumin spoke up. "Look at Matsuri," she said with a bright smile. "What do you see?" Nene's jaw dropped to the ground yet again. Matsuri's face was slathered in and was absolutely reeking of CREAM SPLOOGE. She licked her lips again, taking it all in. "Mmmmh," she smacked in tasty satisfaction as Nene still could not comprehend what HaruMatsu had compelled her to witness....

All this time, Zu was walking home from the school, disguised for the moment as the ever-jovial Yuzu. But the mask soon disappeared as the beast sank down into abysmal thoughts, brooding on the words of that chorus: "So long, so long I have erased you So long, so long I've wanted to waste you So long, so long I have erased you I have escaped The bitter taste of you!" All of a sudden, she unveiled her monster self and growled in her outrage. It was truly terrible to witness the degenerating metamorphosis the poor girl underwent every time she began to think about the sister who had abandoned her. Yet again, Zu's profound sorrow was overcome in a wave of aggravated choler as her now-trademark appearance put itself on full display. It was quite fortunate for Zu that Ume was already asleep by the time she got home, as she kept her form exposed even while bathing. So angry was she that her thoughts began to delve into the dreadful realm of suicidal thinking. There is no more worth to life, she contemplated. Not even with Mei. She began clutching at her throat, inwardly searching for answers to the gnawing fear of being banished from a happy life forever. Suddenly, it clicked inside her. Zu's darkest hour had come. Not only was her physical appearance changed to her demon form, but also, a strange cloud of darkness surrounded her person as her red eyes smoldered into a deathly black. She went to her wardrobe and opened the door to reveal an object wrought of horror: A steel-chained noose, fashioned with razor-edged spikes, glimmered in the moonlight of the bedroom. Zu now took this loathsome symbol of self-destruction, stood on a chair, and hung the noose on a hook in the corner of the room. There was nothing that could stop Zu now, or so she thought. She climbed onto the chair, ready to spring and end her life at will, and she had no moments with Mei flashing through her head as she was bent on ending her torment. The end was near. Zu's heart pounded. Her hair and lips blackened to a glossy pitch color. Her tentacles exploded in mass numbers. Her eyes relit to a crimson red. Her claws lengthened themselves. Her aura enshrouded her in an envelope of darkness unspeakable. She tensed, measuring the final spring. Zu jumped, with this last thought in her mind: "Curse you, Mei!"

