At first, there was dread, but then when those tentacles started writhing inside his clothes, he had to concentrate not to burst out laughing because despite his appearance, he actually is a bit ticklish. Still, the fun was short-lived as his shirt was unceremoniously ripped and exposed his bare back to the other. “Hey, hey, hey! This is harassment!” he yelled back while trying to contain a rather strange tint of red from forming along his cheeks, even turning his ears a bit red. “Let me go! Pervert!” It didn’t help knowing that the other person in the vicinity had decided to leave.
Then, all of a sudden, a presence was felt. This figure that suddenly appeared looked so much alike this strange and dangerous woman though wearing a rather white uniform, holding a set of incredulously glowing scalpels that didn’t make this scenario look any easier. To make things worse, they seemed to have struck into a weird debate about this very matter with him.
Then without so much of a word, the tendrils acted accordingly to the woman’s command and Nanashi was held up. “Hey, hey, stop! What do you think you’re doing?!” But his struggle was for naught as a needle struck true into the side of his head and slowly he could hear himself slur before his vision faded.
Groggily, he would open his eyes weakly as his vision would try to get some bearing. But as he tried to adjust his vision, he jolted to the side, curling as his hands raced to hover along his bare chest. It felt like something was crawling, tingling with a restless sensation from within him. And to make it worse, he was… bare naked now. He could barely hide his embarrassment before he looked up to find the woman from earlier, seemingly taking it easy and chilling underneath a tree with a smoke.
“Wha-what did you do to me?” he yelled in confusion as he tried to come to a sit (seiza position) just to hide his privates but he couldn’t stop himself from putting his arms around him as he could still an icy tingling sensation around his body. It was so strange, painful perhaps, cold, indescribable that he was drawn close to tears but it was just his stupid pride that kept him from shedding them, as he sent a good long glare at the woman’s direction.
He could already tell he’ll be having nightmares about this event and yet he would not let himself lose.
Then, all of a sudden, a presence was felt. This figure that suddenly appeared looked so much alike this strange and dangerous woman though wearing a rather white uniform, holding a set of incredulously glowing scalpels that didn’t make this scenario look any easier. To make things worse, they seemed to have struck into a weird debate about this very matter with him.
Then without so much of a word, the tendrils acted accordingly to the woman’s command and Nanashi was held up. “Hey, hey, stop! What do you think you’re doing?!” But his struggle was for naught as a needle struck true into the side of his head and slowly he could hear himself slur before his vision faded.
Groggily, he would open his eyes weakly as his vision would try to get some bearing. But as he tried to adjust his vision, he jolted to the side, curling as his hands raced to hover along his bare chest. It felt like something was crawling, tingling with a restless sensation from within him. And to make it worse, he was… bare naked now. He could barely hide his embarrassment before he looked up to find the woman from earlier, seemingly taking it easy and chilling underneath a tree with a smoke.
“Wha-what did you do to me?” he yelled in confusion as he tried to come to a sit (seiza position) just to hide his privates but he couldn’t stop himself from putting his arms around him as he could still an icy tingling sensation around his body. It was so strange, painful perhaps, cold, indescribable that he was drawn close to tears but it was just his stupid pride that kept him from shedding them, as he sent a good long glare at the woman’s direction.
He could already tell he’ll be having nightmares about this event and yet he would not let himself lose.