He looked around Rolondo's room and saw a bunch of magical girl items within it. Staff, crystals, books and dresses were all lying around the pink and colorful room.

  Milrd sighed and turned to the feminine man, crossing his arms.

  "The hell is wrong with you? You're sitting here in this massive mansion crying like, well, like a bitch! What's causing your issues?" Milrd asked as he sat next to Rolondo.

  Rolondo stared at Milrd's face for a second and then turned back at the floor.

  "You've met the Sex Emperor named Daddy McDickerson. And you've heard of the King Cuck, everyone has… They’re two of the three Sex Emperors in this world, the pinnacle of degenerate power. Well guess what… I'm the third one. I'm the Femboy Emperor. I never asked to be the Femboy King, but that's the way it is." Rolondo expined as he looked down at the skirt he was wearing.

  Milrd was shocked that such a powerful person was standing next to him. The st Sex Emperor he had encountered nearly killed him, making Rolondo a genuine menace if he were reted to him in strength.

  “McDickerson would’ve loved to meet him. He was always obsessed with ‘femboys’ or whatever… Hope you're not enjoying this from hell, you lowlife…” Milrd thought as he continued walking into the room.

  "Well, if you're so strong, then why are you hanging with Chad and his girl? I remember her saying she was your teacher or something?" Milrd asked as he picked up one of the magical books on the floor, pcing it on a nearby cabinet.

  "I’m with them because I don't know how to control my powers yet. That's why Myusel picked me up, since she wanted to see if I could become a magical girl. Since I’m the closest a guy can be to a magical girl, and because of my potential, she picked me up. Now I'm one, I guess. But now that I live in the man manor, I have to deal with their bullshit. Excuse my nguage, but she’s not here to watch me so, I’m going to say my shit! Anyways, they treat me like a kid and act like fucking idiots. You know Chad just randomly has sex with Myusel out of nowhere and just leaves? Thing is that they do it everywhere and anywhere. Those couches you sat on earlier, they’ve fucked there. They've once done it in the washing machine. They’ve once done it in the kitchen sink. Thankfully, I don’t think they’ve done it in my room, but I’m not too sure at this point. And Myusel cooks the same two meals everyday! Fucking spaghetti and meatballs or sushi!! And Myusel won't let me cook because she says 'Children shouldn't be able to cook, it's the adult's job to!' Even though I'm fucking older than her. And Chad told me I had to do dancing lessons with a bunch of seven year old girls or I'm getting kicked out. He forced me to wear a little tiara and go to a beauty pageant with Mysuel. Worst thing is that I won every single one! They're projecting what they think a kid they would have should be and act like it's me! I would leave, hell, I would love to leave. But the issue is that I'm fucking broke. My allowance is fucking down because I spent all on men's underwear. Myusel really bought me fucking little bitch panties, and I had to wear them for a few months because of her. But one day, I snuck away and bought some real underwear from a nearby Sears store. Ahhh, the feeling was magnificent. I think I came in my pants when I first felt it. Speaking of cumming, I used to think Mysuel was hot, hell, I thought I could get a sneak peek at her changing, since I lived with her. I'll admit, her looks are up there and she has that nice voice of hers. Those breasts are also fantastic, my type of woman for sure. But she's a fucking freak! Hell, during our magical girl training, she's been touching me in spots and apologizing instantly after. Despite that, she keeps doing it. One day, during a dinner I had with Chad when Myusel was gone or something, I heard from Chad she had a bad side and to be careful of her. Because of this I've been trying to stay far away and maybe hang out with the other man in the house. But as I already established, Chad is a freak as well. He drinks only alcohol and raw meat when Myusel has nothing cooked. And he keeps the raw meat right next to my room, so I can smell it whenever I go to sleep. He told me that he specifically avoids the testicle because it's gay or something, but tells me I should try them for their high amounts of protein. Thankfully, they moved it because you and the Gamer guy came, but that fucking smell always kept me up at night. One time, he made me eat a bull testicle, and it gave me some sort of permanent stomach virus or something. That's why I have shits every evening. Or early in the morning I guess. I get fucking stomach bugs and can barley sleep. And that bastard was making fun of me in front of the guests earlier? I can't believe it. I was about to punch him in the face, but he would've whooped my ass. I miss my old life, hell I miss my homeless days. My mother and father were killed when the King Cuck attacked the city, and my house was destroyed, so I was homeless for a while. I lived with them since it’s a tough economy, and the university I went to was destroyed too! I had nothing to survive but 32 cents! So I roamed around in the half destroyed streets, looking for a way to live! But when I was hanging out in a dumpster, looking for food, Mysuel found me and took me in. I obviously accepted it, because who the hell wouldn't? Free house, rich people, hot ass woman. Hell, I thought I could get a piece of her ass! But I was a fucking idiot! The biggest issue is that I can't leave because if I do, Chad will just kill me! He said that sex emperors are dangerous and can go rogue, so he'll take care of me as if I were the King Cuck! I'm too scared, but I hate it here. I hate Chad. I hate Myusel. I hate sex. I hate women. I hate muscur guys. I hate cucks. I hate sushi. I hate bull testicles. I hate spaghetti. I hate meat balls. I hate gamers. I hate magical girls. I hate potatoes. I hate children. I hate the color pink. I despise it all! It should all go away and leave me alone! Only fools would disagree with me. I hope you have some sense, Milrd. If that's your name. You look like you've been through some stuff. Hell, looks like you could understand what I've been through. Milrd, you seem smart. Thanks for listening, you're a good man. It's been so long since I've been able to talk to a SANE person. Everyone they bring over is a nutjob. Again, thank you man. I'm about to cry, hell, I was already crying. Sheesh. What a fucking day. Holy crap man. I have no idea how these people can be this annoying! Finally, a person who can listen and understand, and use their critical thinking skills, instead of acting like a complete dumbass. Hell yes. Holy fuck! Ha. Yeah. Thanks, um, yeah thanks Milrd. You know. Bro.”

  “...”

  “...”

  “.....Uh.”

  Milrd was shocked as to how Rolondo was able to babble on for so long. He felt as if he physically aged from how long his rant was.

  He was also confused as to how Rolondo was able to bring all of these topics together in a single rant.

  He felt bad for Rolondo, but was also annoyed by how squeaky his voice was and how obnoxious he was.

  But he started to think about Milly. When they were younger, he annoyed her a ton, but she still helped him out. At least until she…

  Milrd shook his head and ignored these thoughts, remembering Milly’s message. So, Milrd put his hand on Roldono’s tiny back and patted it.

  “Rolondo. I get what you’re saying. Myusel is weird and Chad is an ass. I get that. And you feel like there’s nothing you can do, right? Don’t worry, I’m here. I’ll help you out, alright? I’m friendly with Chad, and I’ll get closer with Myusel. Maybe then, I can fix their behavior.” Milrd said as he patted Rolondo’s shoulder.

  Rolondo looked up at him and began pouring out tears of joy!

  “M-m-m-m-milrd! THANK YOU!” Rolondo cried as he shook Milrd’s hand, up and down and up.

  But as he did this, Milrd lost all feeling in his arm! It was incredibly numb and uncontrolble, as if he had a weak piece of meat and bone resting lying on his shoulder.

  He tried to pretend he could still move it and started to get up, moving away from Rolondo.

  “Shit… More G-bomb side effects?!” He thought as he started to walk towards the door frame. He then turned around to Rolondo and looked at him, smiling.

  “Of course. I’ll be going to Myusel and will talk to her. See you in a bit.” Milrd replied as he walked out of the room and closed the door.

  He walked towards the kitchen, the st pce he saw Myusel, and saw that it was empty. He then turned and started to walk through the massive halls of the mansion.

  “My arm is still weak from fighting McDickerson. Maybe that magical girl dy could help. I’ll also talk to her about Rolondo. He’s a fucking freak, but he could be useful against McDickerson’s kids. Need to keep him sane.” Milrd thought as he walked through the halls.

  He soon reached a doorway and heard some noises coming from it. This time, it was a different sound than when he heard Rolondo crying.

  He walked up and slightly opened the door, where he saw Myusel sitting on a yoga mat. Her hair was tied up and she was wearing dark purple yoga pants and a sports bra.

  She was meditating and gathering a transparent pink energy. A loud humming sound rang out from her aura, which was the exact same sound Milrd had heard in the hall.

  He was about to leave, but he stopped when he saw Myusel’s eyes suddenly opened and looked straight at him.

  “Milrd, you can stay. Do you want to talk?” Myusel asked as she stood up and walked towards him. Milrd sighed and closed the door behind himself.

  “Uh yeah, Myusel. I wanted to ask if you could look at my arm, please? I’ve been feeling some weaknesses there and I wondered if a badass magical girl like you could take care of it. With magic.” Milrd asked, looking at his limp arm. Myusel sighed and grabbed his arm, checking it.

  “There’s something called a HOSPITAL for these types of things. But sure, I’ll look into it. Follow me.” Myusel replied as she started walking off.

  Milrd followed her and they both entered a rge study filled with tons of books and magical items. It was a mix between a doctor's office and a wizard’s study.

  Myusel pulled out a foldable table and some chairs. She quickly put on a b coat from a closet and some gsses she had kept in a drawer.

  After that, she had Milrd sit down on a nearby chair, which was in front of her chair. She then had Milrd take off his shirt, pcing it on a nearby chair.

  All of the small scars and wounds lined on his muscur body from years of fighting were visible to her, something he didn’t really mind.

  "Wait. Why the hell do I have to be shirtless? You’re just checking my arm." Milrd asked as Myusel looked at him. She made a little smile and then sat down on a chair behind herself.

  "No reason... Now sit down or I won’t help you." Myusel replied as she tapped on the table. Milrd sighed and sat on the chair next to him.

  Myusel then had Milrd put his arm on the table. She put on some magic pink goggles and started poking into his arm with her fingers.

  The same bluish red veins appeared around his arm, pulsating from under his skin. It was quite gross to Milrd, but he could see Myusel look down at it with no concern.

  A minute after, she took them off and sat back on her swivel chair.

  "You're a drug addict. You're on withdrawal since you haven't had your substance of choice in a while. I think it's G-bomb, but I'm not completely sure. If you stick with it, you'll lose function in your body for a day. You'll be fine after, but it will become progressively worse over time, with the positive effects becoming weaker and the negative effects becoming stronger. Good thing you asked me, or you would've been arrested by the hospital or something for being a junkie..." Myusel expined as she started putting away her magical items.

  Milrd was a bit embarrassed that she found out about the G-bomb, but knew that he couldn’t hide much from a magical doctor.

  He looked at his pocket for a moment, remembering the pack he brought with himself.

  "Yeah, yeah whatever. Thank you VERY much. Now, could I ask you a quick question?" Milrd asked as he put his hand in his pants pocket, pushing the G-bomb further. Myusel sat back and crossed her legs, waiting for his question.

  "Why do you treat Rolondo the way you do? He's twenty years old, a grown ass man. Why do you shield him from the word 'fuck' like he's a little toddler." Milrd asked as he stood up and put on his shirt.

  Myusel looked at him silently for a moment, her smile turning to a straight frown.

  “Rolondo… From my perspective, he’s on the level of a child. Both in mentality, and in potential… I’m not sure what happened in his past, but he needs to have the childhood that he deserves. So he could become the best magical girl imaginable.” She expined as she pushed her gsses up her nose.

  “But he’s not a girl… He’s a guy, a grown motherfucker, with the same feelings as one. All of them. Treating him like that will only make him more pissed off at you.” Milrd replied as he shook his head.

  “I understand your feedback, Milrd, but Rolondo is better than you think. He’ll appreciate what we’re doing with him when he fully unlocks his magical girl potential. He’s the only man I’ve seen become a magical girl without becoming a, um, a girl.” She continued, rolling her chair closer to MIlrd. She was far more serious than before, now having a grim look.

  “I doubt… This shit, it builds up… It’ll come out when everyone least expects it… If you and Chad keep going down this path, you’re gonna regret it. You’re gonna make a damn mess you could’ve avoided just by-”

  Before Milrd could finish, Myusel stood up and grabbed Milrd by the colr!

  "Listen! You can't come to someone's house and then tell them how they can or can't treat their student. I'm doing this for HIS learning, for HIS potential! A magical girl must be pure, they must be kind. They must learn that purity by avoiding such acts and nguage! If they aren't, they won’t achieve all of their possibilities! And Rolondo can become the strongest! So he can protect him… So we can protect… Jimmithey! I can’t let you or anyone else get in his way or his future! You won’t get in the way of MY redemption! No matter how cruel it seems, I’m doing what’s right! Okay?!" Myusel roared as she held Milrd with her incredible strength, lifting him into the air.

  In response, Milrd then grabbed her hands and started holding down on them, holding her grip in pce.

  "’Jimmithey?’ The hell are you on about? Either way, fuck off! He doesn't need to be the strongest or even be a magical girl! He just needs to live an actual life. And what he has here isn't a fucking life!!" Milrd said as he began to loosen Myusel's powerful grip.

  She started struggling and let go of him, dropping him back on the floor. Despite her surrendering, Milrd kept griping down and picked her up.

  "What the…! How are you this strong?! Out of nowhere?!" Myusel asked as Milrd began crushing her wrists, holding her in the air.

  She then looked at his eyes and saw crimson blood moving into the whites of his eyes. Steam began to flow out from his skin, Myusel’s wrists becoming boiling hot.

  “You… You have to understand the fucking consequences of your actions?! Can’t you fucking consider how it could hurt him, you dumb bimbo bitch!? HUH!? If you can’t, I’ll FUCKING SHOW YOU!!!” Milrd roared as red veins popped across his neck!

  Milrd’s cuck blood was being activated! This pushed out a powerful red aura, shaking the manor’s windows.

  But before he could attack the magical girl, Milrd’s strength went out, the side effects of G-Bomb instantly returning.

  He smmed his head on a nearby cabinet, falling onto his back. He fell unconscious, both from his injury and from the drug’s effects.

  Myusel nded on her feet, instantly crouching down over him.

  “Why would I get so mad… I freaked out… Sorry Milrd… I deserved to be called a ‘bimbo bitch…” Heh…” Myusel thought as she turned his head, noticing that the back of his head had no wound.

  "But also… What was that strength? So interesting... Interesting..." Myusel muttered as she began to caress around his unconscious chest, feeling up his warm body.

  She then realized what she was doing and started to take care of the unconscious Milrd.

  As she healed him, a light beeping noise went off across the manor, one that was unnoticed by its residents.