Thankfully, Serie was wearing underwear, otherwise… she couldn't imagine how awkward it would be.
Then, a slightly cool piece of clothing was pulled over her.
Yuki's hands helped her put her arms through the sleeves and adjusted the shoulder line.
During the process, those hands inevitably touched her shoulders, collarbone, and even occasionally brushed against her exceptionally sensitive waist.
Each unintentional touch, magnified by the darkness, seemed exceptionally clear, carrying an indescribable intimacy and… sense of shame.
Serie felt like a life-sized doll at someone's mercy, all her senses concentrated on where Yuki's hands touched.
Calm down… Serie… it's okay… Serie… it's nothing…
You're both girls! It's fine! It's fine… not! It's so ticklish!
"Hmm… that's good!" Yuki's tone carried the satisfaction of a job well done.
Then, Serie felt those warm hands very naturally begin to pull down her pajama bottoms!
"Wait! My pants! I'll do my pants myself!!!"
Serie was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her voice instantly rising and cracking, almost breaking.
"Eh?" Yuki let out a confused monosyllable, seemingly completely unable to understand why the other person reacted so strongly.
She tilted her head, her voice full of bewilderment: "Oh… okay then, well… you put them on yourself, okay? I'll wait for you outside."
"Hurry up, or we'll really be late!" Her voice quickly returned to its cheerful tone.
After speaking, she left the room with light, quick steps, also closing the door behind her.
Listening to the footsteps fade away, Serie finally let out a long sigh, her tensed body relaxing.
Yuki's destructive power is sometimes even more terrifying than Claudia's!
With Yuki humming an off-key tune and skipping along, guiding her, Serie, tightly holding Yuki's arm, finally stepped out of the room.
"Slow down, slow down, there's a small step here… that's right! Watch out for the door frame… alright, the hallway is very wide!" Yuki's voice was full of energy, dutifully acting as a human GPS.
It's just that her "traffic reports" were always half a beat late.
Once, Serie even bumped into a pillar with a "thud."
"Ugh…" She was in so much pain that her vision blurred, and she gasped while clutching her forehead.
At that moment, Yuki's voice, with a hint of sudden realization, slowly came from beside her: "Ah! Modie! Watch out, there's a pillar ahead…"
Serie rubbed her rapidly reddening temple: "Thank you so much!"
"My forehead already told me earlier."
Holding their newly issued textbooks, the two girls finally arrived at the classroom door for Abnormal History and Case Studies.
Yuki helped Serie enter, skillfully finding a spot in the middle-to-back of the classroom.
"There, it's here!" Yuki gently placed Serie's hand on the back of a chair, "You sit down firmly, okay? I need to go to the bathroom! I can't hold it in!" Her voice was urgent, with a hint of girlish embarrassment.
Before Serie could respond, Yuki was gone like a gust of wind, leaving behind a vague "Be right back!"
Serie fumbled to sit down, letting out a soft sigh of relief.
The classroom was filled with the scent of old books, chalk dust, and faint coffee, and from the front podium, Professor Arabella's kind and amiable voice, like warm afternoon sunlight, could be heard, chatting with a few early students.
It… no, it sounded no different from schools outside the Control Bureau…
However, this brief tranquility did not last long.
When Claudia walked into the classroom, her aloof aura, which kept others at a distance, immediately silenced the other students.
It was truly like the arrival of a demon lord.
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