[ Zettai ryouiki legs, if those make any difference.
Opening her eyes, she glances towards the thug — boy, ready to make a small if teasing complain, but stops short when she sees his face and his clear hesitation. Looking downwards, she understands.
There's only one thing to do, in that case. Mild disapproval on her face, more gentle rebuke than angry accusation, she says: ]
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Opening her eyes, she glances towards the thug — boy, ready to make a small if teasing complain, but stops short when she sees his face and his clear hesitation. Looking downwards, she understands.
There's only one thing to do, in that case. Mild disapproval on her face, more gentle rebuke than angry accusation, she says: ]
Pervert.