"Hmm. I like this one." Mumei rubs her chin, nodding as she judges the submitted dick pic.
"Mumei, you only like the big ones," Kronii sighs. "Are you some kind of weirdo?"
"What? No! I just think that the framing is better when there's more, uh, girth, in the frame." Kronii's brows furrow. "Artistically speaking."
"No, you know what, keep explaining that," Kronii tells her, not letting her off the hook that easily.
"Okay, so like, the perfect p-penis would be like… you know how in ancient egypt they built—"
"Pyramids? You want a guy's dick to be shaped like a triangle?"
"Nooo!" the owl whines, pouting slightly as Kronii chuckles. "Like an obelisk! Big and tall, and casting a long shadow!"
"Mumei, I think you just have a fetish for ridiculously huge dicks," Kronii murmurs, flicking through all the pictures the guardian had given a high rating to. Most of them were… unnaturally large, veins pulsing, practically throbbing even in the still image. "These things would tear you apart if you tried one."
"What?" Her blush deepens, the tips of her ears going red. "I'm not thinking about having s-sex or anything! I just judge them based on aesthetic value!" Her thighs rub together softly as she adjusts her seating. "Really!"
"Yeah, right. Then I suppose you wouldn't be interested at all in this stockpile of phone numbers I've got here," she says, waving a slip of paper. Mumei's eyes focused in on it intently, and she licked her lips softly.
"L-let's not go that far, ahaha," she said, trying to sound playful, and failing. "I mean, it would be kind of bad if we couldn't contact the guys about who won, y'know?"