You are Miss Fortune. You were out on a week-long mission with Fukua, and trying to get her to break, and show some emotion. You had tried everything, juggling your head, and playing with it like yarn, giving her cute eyes, doing tricks, acting silly. Today you pulled out your trump card. You waited till she was groggy in the morning, and then pounded, and kissed her. She blushes a bit, but it quickly fades.