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>B. Help Marisa
You roll Marisa over onto her back, and see that she has passed out. A purple fluid leaks out the side of her mouth, staining her lips a sickly violet. You lean in to smell the liquid. It smells like either mouthwash or a gone-off mushroom. "Uwaaaagghhh.." Marisa moans gutturally. "Ysch.. Yukari. Whurr isch sche!?" she suddenly flips over onto her stomach and rolls off the bed, hitting herself in the head on the bedpost again. She slumps to the wooden floor, out cold.
You kneel down and undo the knots binding her arms and legs, and hoist her with some effort onto the bed. The bed creaks as you try to cover her up with a blanket. As you are reaching behind you to get the pillow, Marisa flails her arms, and connects with your soft torso with a painful slap. Her fingers dig into your ribs, pulling you towards her. As much as you try to overpower her, she pulls you into a naked bear hug. You can feel the fluffy stubble on her crotch press up against your stomach, sending shivers through your body. "Lovsch.. I lovesch youkai." she mumbles, pulling your face into her boobs.
What the hell do you do?