[ Though, if things go according to keikaku (translator's note: keikaku means plan), then a chat with her parents won't be necessary.
And so she listens to him, nodding as Alucard takes a step back and reaches up to start taking care of his shirt. Fingering the hem of her sweater, Kyouko pulls it up and over her head, dropping it in one of the unoccupied chairs, which leaves her in her blouse. Kyouko pauses for a second or two to watch him, quietly impressed.
For a teacher, he has a rather impressive build; he isn't pudgy and aging like plenty of them seem to be. It's no wonder a lot of the girls think he's handsome and like to gossip about him during lunch.
Feeling her face begin to heat up again, Kyouko tears her eyes away from his abs and glances down at her own shirt and unbuttons it as well. Naturally, she's wearing a red bra to compliment her eyes and hair—and she's probably got matching panties, too. ]
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And so she listens to him, nodding as Alucard takes a step back and reaches up to start taking care of his shirt. Fingering the hem of her sweater, Kyouko pulls it up and over her head, dropping it in one of the unoccupied chairs, which leaves her in her blouse. Kyouko pauses for a second or two to watch him, quietly impressed.
For a teacher, he has a rather impressive build; he isn't pudgy and aging like plenty of them seem to be. It's no wonder a lot of the girls think he's handsome and like to gossip about him during lunch.
Feeling her face begin to heat up again, Kyouko tears her eyes away from his abs and glances down at her own shirt and unbuttons it as well. Naturally, she's wearing a red bra to compliment her eyes and hair—and she's probably got matching panties, too. ]