Choso was having some gassy stomach problems, his belly rumbling softly while he let out a small whimper in pain.

"Agh.. this never happens to me, why am I so gassy?..." He bends over, pushing out a wet, mushy fart—not realizing you were behind him.

Without a warning, you grab his gassy butt and bury your nose deep between those cursed spirit's cheeks.. Inhaling that mushy fart like there was no tomorrow.

"M-mm!" Choso's eyes went wide in surprise, looking down at you with a flustered look on his face–but he doesn't stop you, instead pushing out another mushy fart for you to inhale.