"Wait!" Haru took a few steps back, hands raised defensively. "How can I explain this to you!?"
"I'm all ears!" Isabela crossed her arms. "What's wrong with you? Why are you so... so perverse at the most impossible moments!? I'm running out of panties!"
"Let me explain..."
"Why don't you buy and keep them in your pockets instead of taking mine!?"
Haru took a deep breath. "Because they weren't on you... it works better for you!"
Isabela understood that in the most perverse way possible.
"WHAT!?"
Fire ignited in her hands, dancing on her fingers. "You're going to get screwed! This time nothing will stop you..."
"It's just another one of those Gamer scenes!" Haru shouted desperately, taking more steps back.
The fire didn't come.
Isabela sighed heavily, her flames dying down, and sat on the bed.
She lay there staring at the floor, too tired to stay angry.
Haru opened the balcony window of the room.
Fresh air streamed in, the wind rustling the curtains.
