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"Ugh." Partially the sound of disgust and unsure whether or not she wanted to hit him, all she did was spend the next few minutes making noises with her mouth as she thought about it. Shina had the impression that she should probably be angrier and that would be justified, but the way she saw it, she knew Kotaro wasn't really the type to do things like that. Not normally. Accurate or not, she strained not to judge him too harshly, though it really didn't feel like she'd be able to look at him the same. After finally, looking like she thought of something to say, she was back to eyeing him up and down. "...so what? You just want jerk-it material, right?"
Deciding to still carry out her idea, she brought up the camera feature on Alma's phone, and then pushed it into Kotaro's chubby hands as Shina took a desk on the left row, middle column. She sat down, slumped with her normal bored in class expression looking ready to fall asleep. Though from Kotaro's angle, he had the view of those toned legs underneath her skirt starting to slide apart, exposing the white panties guarding the border underneath. While not too obvious, Shina had managed to estimate how much zoom the camera would need, to get a clear image of herself and down below where her underwear was, and just ever so slightly transparent from a growing wetness from posing herself. Shina kept looking away to the door, like she was just waiting to leave class as normal, but she spoke to clue him into what was going on her head as she held her position. "...alright, look. So, if Alma just happens to have some weird stuff on her phone, then if she talks too much, people will think she's a stalker. And...you can just save copies to your phone, right? I'm gonna give you some stuff, so you don't need to perv on people anymore."
Odds were that Alma would probably just think to delete them instead of trying to spread them and explain how they got there. But even Shina was smarter than her. She didn't expect her to really do the more thought out thing. Alma would live, though with a pretty serious headache when she woke up. She'd have plenty of time for a bit of a photo op here while the halls cleared out. "...then when we get back to your place...I'll do something about
that." Her eyes peeked over to that massive bulge for a moment.
She couldn't help, but look and the growing dampness underneath meant she likes what she sees. She still wanted to think of him as a mostly good guy. He was just stuck sexually frustrated and needed someway to relieve it. If he had some proper fap material, then he'd be less weird about it. Everyone needs sex. So this shouldn't be a big deal, right? She's posed like this before for those other geeks. But she always thought that they'd take things slower. This was still for his benefit. She'd help him get over this and things would go back to normal. Her ruling in her head was that she was probably trying too hard to rationalize it, though she had no real way of guessing at the actual answer. Of course, the guess that her experiences with ghosts and possession still left her mind a little more dirty than before, wouldn't have even reached her top ten thoughts.
Whatever the case, her shirt was still struggling to stay where it was as she slightly wiggled her hips, the transparency down below increasing. "What's your thing? Boobs or ass?"