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By now the uniform has given up entirely, folded white and gold at the foot of the chair while Nobume sits bare against the desk with only her navy stockings left in place. She stubs out the cigarette without looking away, red eyes fixed and unreadable even as her body gives everything else away, hips rolling slow against whoever has finally earned her attention. The katana lies forgotten on the floor, papers scattered where her hand swept them aside, and every gasp she lets slip sounds like a small concession from a woman who never concedes anything. When she finally comes undone it is quiet and total, her usual deadpan cracking into something raw the office has never seen before. 今も制服は完全に脱ぎ捨てられ、白と金の布は椅子の足元に畳まれたまま、信女は紺の靴下だけを残して机にもたれ裸身をさらしている。 目を逸らさずに煙草を消すと、紅い瞳は据わったまま読めない表情を保つが、体の方はすべてを語っており、ようやく彼女の注意を勝ち取った相手に合わせて腰がゆっくりと揺れる。 刀は床に忘れられたまま横たわり、払いのけられた書類が散らばり、こぼれる吐息のひとつひとつが、決して譲らない女がわずかに譲歩している証のように響く。 やがて彼女が果てる瞬間は静かで、そして完全なもので、いつもの無表情がこの執務室が見たことのない生々しい表情へと崩れていく。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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