This is a fantastic idea.
Ui is not sure how he got roped into this, but his head is facing the wrong direction and one leg is over one shoulder.
Hairu, probably. She wanted to join the Quinx’s party, and even though he was uncomfortable, he went for her.
Now they’re the last two Twister survivors, battling for victory.
Hairu laughs. She looks like a pretzel covered in rose petals.
“Ui. Your turn.” Saiko spins. “Left hand, green.”
Ui screams internally.
Saiko exchanges a smirk with Shirazu. Their plot to catch Inspector Bowl Cut in a state of disarray is working.
With a groan, he plants his left hand on the nearest green he can find. His muscles tremble, but he won’t give up.
“Koori, I’m in pain.” Hairu flutters her eyes at him.
“You can fall,” he grunts.
“There’s no love to spare in Twister.” Saiko rubs her hands together. “Hairu, right foot, yellow.”
“Yellow, like the sun.” Hairu smiles and barely manages to reach around Ui.
She finds face directly over his, which is perfectly positioned upwards. “Hello there.”
“Help me,” he whispers.
“Okay.” She kisses him.
Ui shrieks and falls, taking her with him.
“Hairu cheated. That means Ui is the winner.” Saiko would be upset, but Hairu kissed Ui, and that’s even better than her plan.
Ui sputters.
“She meant it,” all the Quinx yell simultaneously – even Urie, because Mutsuki made him.
Hairu flushes and smiles at Ui. He can’t quite believe it, but he kisses her back.
“Time for spin the bottle!” yells Saiko.
Mercy and Magic 