[Natsuru seems like she might say something, as her hand falls away from Inaba's cheek. There are a billion things popping to mind. Inaba wants her to change into a maid outfit? Where did she even get one in Natsuru's size?
Other questions play at the back of her mind, unrealized, but she can't actually speak them out loud. Instead, after a long moment of seeming unable to formulate a response, she answers with a meek little nod and affirmation.]
Yeah...
[Despite her ready agreement, there's a bit of confusion and maybe even embarrassment in her eyes. Still, she walks right over to the closet and opens it up. Once she's found a maid outfit that looks like it'll fit her, she sets it aside and begins to undress.
She's obviously increasingly embarrassed as it goes on. But unless Inaba stops her, she'll strip all the way down to her underwear - even removing her bra if the outfit happens to be too revealing for one - and begin dressing in the maid outfit.]
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Other questions play at the back of her mind, unrealized, but she can't actually speak them out loud. Instead, after a long moment of seeming unable to formulate a response, she answers with a meek little nod and affirmation.]
Yeah...
[Despite her ready agreement, there's a bit of confusion and maybe even embarrassment in her eyes. Still, she walks right over to the closet and opens it up. Once she's found a maid outfit that looks like it'll fit her, she sets it aside and begins to undress.
She's obviously increasingly embarrassed as it goes on. But unless Inaba stops her, she'll strip all the way down to her underwear - even removing her bra if the outfit happens to be too revealing for one - and begin dressing in the maid outfit.]