The boy had rendered himself temporarily blind for the sake of exemplifying his viewpoint. Surely Miko knew to some extent what his intentions were, whether she fully accepted it as fact or not. Where his hands landed, he recognized as being the obi keeping her uniform together. Such wonderful pieces they were for being so... convenient as bindings. Well, that matter would be addressed later. First came Miko's initial guess about the lad's inner voice. She assumed it told him to make her blush, which was indeed a habit of his. Alas, it was nothing so simple. "Wrong," he chuckled.
Where were his hands going? That much should have been obvious. Even as he physically scanned her midsection, there was a notable curvaceous appeal to the lass that had never belonged to her original form. Up he went, both hands gliding along the girl's midriff until one found itself cupping her breast. "What do you mean? My hands are here, where they should be. You haven't stopped me, and neither has anyone else here. There's no issue, right? Besides... you have two more guesses left," he said. Indeed, the many visitors to the Seimei shrine seemed to be paying little heed to the antics of two teens. Perhaps a few judgmental glances were sent their way for disrespecting the shrine itself, but this boy's very existence seemed capable of limiting the reactions to that. Some others were even brushing off the behavior as if they'd just seen the pair in an alleyway. The young man would continue groping the bosom of Miko. His fingers were on the longer side, yet there was still a notable bend to them as he molested the lass. Such was proof of his point, as those same fingers would have been rather straight if he'd done this before.
Where were his hands going? That much should have been obvious. Even as he physically scanned her midsection, there was a notable curvaceous appeal to the lass that had never belonged to her original form. Up he went, both hands gliding along the girl's midriff until one found itself cupping her breast. "What do you mean? My hands are here, where they should be. You haven't stopped me, and neither has anyone else here. There's no issue, right? Besides... you have two more guesses left," he said. Indeed, the many visitors to the Seimei shrine seemed to be paying little heed to the antics of two teens. Perhaps a few judgmental glances were sent their way for disrespecting the shrine itself, but this boy's very existence seemed capable of limiting the reactions to that. Some others were even brushing off the behavior as if they'd just seen the pair in an alleyway. The young man would continue groping the bosom of Miko. His fingers were on the longer side, yet there was still a notable bend to them as he molested the lass. Such was proof of his point, as those same fingers would have been rather straight if he'd done this before.
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