(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)
Fuuka just couldn't bring herself to admit to her lie. For one, admitting to trying to deceive Elizabeth would make her look like some sort of deviant, and there was no telling how the pale girl would react to being deceived. Beyond that, Fuuka had to admit she was slightly fascinated by all this. If this girl was honestly willing to just disrobe in the hallway... what else could she be talked into doing?
Fuuka couldn't believe this odd perverse side to her that was coming out, but she had to admit she kind of liked it.
"I can only undress in certain rooms?" Elizabeth asked, tilting her head to one side. "What would it matter if I'm going to be naked in this hallway once I leave the bathroom?"
"It's... it's just customary." Fuuka said, having trouble maintaining eye contact with Elizabeth. "Undressing in the hall can get you in trouble. We left the class to avoid getting you in trouble, right? So, it's for the best that we follow the rules."
Elizabeth seemed to accept this. Why wouldn't she? Fuuka was her guide and offered to help her out of the kindness of her heart. With her shirt still half-removed, Elizabeth turned and walked with Fuuka down the hall to the bathrooms. Remembering her earlier encounter with the blue and pink symbols, Elizabeth quickly concluded which bathroom she was supposed to enter.
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