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[ somewhere in the dressing room, a door slams open, hitting the wall behind it hard enough to punch a hole through the surface. through it runs a young, blonde man dressed in... just slightly frilly clothes.

just slightly. more like he beat the hell out of a random ginji and stole his clothing. except it's 100x better.

this young man's face twists a moment in confusion, the tiniest hint of a blush of embarrassment on his cheeks as comes to a quick halt... and he realizes he wasn't ~~in kansas~~ home anymore. ]

...This is certainly the last thing I expected to see.

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....So you just pat people on the butt?

That's such a harsh way to put it.

...You're a pervert.

I am not!

Yeah huh! You're not supposed to touch people on the butt!

I'm just assessing your finer qualities, my dear.

Assessing my what?

Finer qualities.

...My butt's a 'finer quality'?

Of course.

...You really are a pervert.

I am no such thing.

Perverts touch girls in places they shouldn't.

I didn't exactly do anything that would make you particularly uncomfortable.

You touched my butt!

It should be an honor.

...What?

It should be an honor that the heir to the Gardios name has such interest in you.

...Gardios?

...Yeah?

...What's Gardios?

My last name?

...What's so special about that?

...

Nevermind.

...

I don't get it.