answered:
“Ahh, Nagi-tan~ You dog.”
She leaned back in a chair, slowly pulling off her stockings and throwing them aside.
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Komaeda twitched his head to the side, catching the shirt that had been tossed at him. “Fitting music indeed, Syo-chan.” Her speakers seemed to be pouring bass out, and his whole body felt like it was vibrating.
She flashed him a wink before carrying on with the show, slowly dropping her skirt as she turned her back to him, moving her body in time to the music, though her movements seemed to be caught somewhere between classic burlesque and belly-dancing.