[Aaaw, he didn't get as flustered as she was hoping. Maybe he's reached the max limit of how much she can fluster him at once? Or maybe he's just distracted. Either way, she can't help but flush a little deeper as he pulls her bra away. Something about how slow and deliberate it is makes it feel more embarrassing somehow-! It's a dumb thing to get embarrassed about when she already has him shirtless over her, though, so she doesn't try to say anything in her own defense or cover herself up.
It does fully reveal the scar from the bullet that had pierced her chest back in the maze, though, a round, faint starburst at the swell of her breast. As before, though, she doesn't seem to think anything of it, shifting a little beneath him; if anything, she's a little self-conscious, because she'd put her chest size at solidly average. Junpei had seemed to think she'd looked good in her bathing suit, but she's nothing compared to Mitsuru! And Junpei thought all the girls looked good, anyway, so his opinion can't be trusted!
Well, nothing for it but to ask-]
Like what you see? [Ugh, it sounds so stereotypical, but she really wants to know. Or, well, she really wants to hear him say it, more like, as she reaches out to pluck her bra from his hands and toss it somewhere vaguely in the direction of her clothes basket.]
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It does fully reveal the scar from the bullet that had pierced her chest back in the maze, though, a round, faint starburst at the swell of her breast. As before, though, she doesn't seem to think anything of it, shifting a little beneath him; if anything, she's a little self-conscious, because she'd put her chest size at solidly average. Junpei had seemed to think she'd looked good in her bathing suit, but she's nothing compared to Mitsuru! And Junpei thought all the girls looked good, anyway, so his opinion can't be trusted!
Well, nothing for it but to ask-]
Like what you see? [Ugh, it sounds so stereotypical, but she really wants to know. Or, well, she really wants to hear him say it, more like, as she reaches out to pluck her bra from his hands and toss it somewhere vaguely in the direction of her clothes basket.]