@HissatsuArashi "But, onee-san!" She was as difficult to deal with as Akiha-senpai! Perhaps that was why she, in some way, wasn't minding this exchange much... "I really can't fight! You said it yourself, I'm... I'm a twig!" Maybe she was right and Akira needed more meat?!
@HissatsuArashi Ah, finally! She could get back to the dorm and–
"Eh?"
EH?
EEEHHH???!!!
Akira wasn't alone, much less beaten up. The girl... agreed?! Her face couldn't get any redder even if it wanted. "Wait, wait! Are you sure about that?!"
@HissatsuArashi She knew this would end either with her beaten up, or being left to her own pondering. Whatever the case, it was better than giving this strange girl fake hope. "Let me draw you!" This was a gamble– she didn't want to 'break her heart', not now, not later. "... Draw you /naked/!"
@HissatsuArashi CONFUSED!
"Eyes of a panther...? But..." Why does she always get into these situations?! It was time to think a way to get out of this! "On one condition!!!"
@HissatsuArashi She drove an index to her lips, cluelessly pensive. "But I don't like meat too much and I don't eat 'crap'...!" But she did drink a lot with Akiha-senpai at times.
Wait! Was that why she was a twig?!
There goes her bared body clad in regal fabrics she felt undeserving of, but if they came from Akiha, she had to be alright with the eccentricity of her Senpai.
Blush present, she tried to dismiss it with the rub of her hand against the back of her head.
... Did she look cute?
It need not be spoken. She's keenly aware of what today is.
Such is the reason she's draping her dearest mutt in a dress confidently a rose-pink. She won't take no for an answer. Seo knows that well.
Lest she wishes to be broken.
@TeppuOrage She was scary... Just like Akiha-sama! It made Akira feel strangely comfortable, enough to smile wide. "Not yet, Senpai! I'm touring the campus before making a decision!"
@OniDamned during the realization of affection. Akira, then, couldn't resist her temptation– that which came in her hand softly pressing to Akiha's cheek in her admiration of her perfection.
@OniDamned robbing her of the innocence of a first kiss, provoking her cheeks to turn as red as the flames birthed from affection.
What began as a gentle press soon reached newfound candor, which she indulged by allowing the soft wrestling of their mutual taste, with their noses brushing—