Nakahama

Ichitaiyo smiled fondly, as she not-so-energically sat on the side of the bed and rolled her back and shoulders. "With the way you had your way with me, no wonder you slept like a baby. I thought you'd never tire."

“You make me sound so sinister and intimidating when you put it that way!” Nagisa stifles a laugh as she looks towards Ichitaiyo with an amused sparkle to her eyes. “Well, as long as you enjoy it when I have my way with you.”

Ichitaiyo didn't hold her laugh in turn, slapping her thigh. "You were.. like.. a doe five days ago, all blushy and shy! Then last night you pushed me on the counter and carried me over like a ragdoll!"

"And.. don't worry, I loved it. It's just.. very funny, that's all. I love you and it, don't be embarrased."

“I mean… I’m not used to being flirted with. Or wasn’t. I just get more confidence the more I experience something.” Nagisa sighs, leaning forward slightly. “Okay I also admit I was nervous in part because I kind of get scared by the idea of rejection, too.”

The Investigator stood up and began the search for Where The Hell Her Clothes Were.

"I've noticed you have this thing that once you start learning, just don't stop and go and learn more and more. It's really damn impressive, and every time it happens, I can't do anything but sit back and watch in awe." Beat of pause. "I just didn't think it'd apply to relationships."

Hey! Her bralette. She bent over to pick it. "Had a bad rejection at some point or.. it's simply there? That fear."

“I enjoy learning how to do things. It brings me a special kind of joy.” There’s something amusing to the Kaiu as she watches Ichitaiyo search for her missing clothing. “I guess that also applies to you.”

A slight clearing of her throat as she also gets up to put something on, moving towards her dresser. “It’s just the fear of rejection is simply there. I guess I kind of have a low opinion on my interpersonal skills in general.”

"It takes two to dance, dear." Ichitaiyo replied, picking her pants from the ground and leaving them on the bed, still looking for what goes first. "I've spoken with awkward and standoffish people, and simply it takes me a little more to get through, but that doesn't mean that I should reject or bully somebody for it. People who reply to less-than-adeptness in communication with hostility are usually lacking the skills on their own side as well, be it patience or good on their heart."

Shoes! Still no underwear.

"What I mean to say is.. let assholes be assholes, nice people won't care."

“More people should be like you, I feel. I’m going to be as open and honest as possible with you. It might not be the most… Eloquent? That’s the right word for it. But I… Enjoy opening myself up to you.” Grabbing her things from her dresser to put on doesn’t take long, but she is a little distracted looking back at Ichitaiyo.

“Uhhhh… You having trouble finding something?”

"My panties. Can't find em'." Ichitaiyo replied, as she got down to her knees to search under the bed.

"And, well, your blunt affection is what took away my balance to dance around with you, so, I guess it couldn't have happened any other way. I hope you can bear when I speak in riddles and serpentine ways."

“I mean, you haven’t started going full Dragon on me with riddles yet, but I could take it. Even if it goes over my head maybe.”

She glances down towards the bed, frowning slightly. “Do you need me to help you look for them? I’m the one that lost them…”

"Once you're fully clothed, lest we decide to be irresposible." Ichitaiyo responded, still looking under the bed.

"Albeit I do accept hints about where you might have thrown them."

“I think I tossed them away from the bed behind me?” Nagisa starts to get her own underclothes on, so she may help if so needed. “Eh? Irresponsible how?”

Ichitaiyo chuckled to herself as Nagisa asked, but left the mystery hanging, as she crawled back up the bed and began to check near the headboard, then digging a hand between that and the wall.

"Make a guess."

“From your reaction, I assume you mean we would delay our day a couple of hours to indulge in one another again.” With underclothes on, Nagisa pulls a shirt over her head.

"Found you!" Ichitaiyo expressed with glee, digging her hand between the matress and the bedrest.

"And yeah! That kinda distraction."

“Huh? How the… How did it get there?” Nagisa’s eye widen, but a smile grows in amusement.

“See, I was very tempted to indulge in that kind of distraction. Still tempted.”

Ichitaiyo wiggled her rear in tease. "Hold onto that for me, let it be printed on your eyelids so you can imagine me until I'm back."

And then she pulled out the crumpled underwear in victory "Aha!"

“Now we know who to blame if I catch on fire tonight.” Nagisa teases in return, though enjoying the view nonetheless. She might not be lying about maybe being a little distracted after a few drinks and that mental image playing in her mind.

"Don't worry, I'll be there to put you out." Ichitaiyo replied, taking the time to turn around and wink. After, she crawled to sit and began to reassemble herself for the outside world.

“Thanks. I do enjoy having someone I can count on.” Nagisa slips on her pants before sitting on the bed to sit next to the Kitsuki as she dressed.

“So… I have a question.”