Day Four, and it's easy, in theory...

Her phone beeped suddenly. Larxene shifted, doing her best to pull out her phone without exposing anything more. She shifted awkwardly to peer at the screen.

"What's it say?" Namine said.

Larxene exhaled, relieved.

"Get to Building 104," Larxene said. "We've got two hours."

"That again?" Namine said.

Larxene hissed as her hand prickled, timer forming on her. That confirmed it then; it was the same as the first day. At least this should be over way sooner than her ordeal yesterday.

Without wasting time, she pushed herself to her feet and pushed her way through the crowd at the crossing, keeping her arms trying futilely to conceal her front. The building was right there, adjacent to the crossing, and so long as she didn't make the mistake of actually going inside again-

She yelped, running into an invisible wall. Stumbling, Larxene staggered back.

"Oh come on!" she yelped. The end of the mission was on the other side of that wall, did they really have to block it? Panicking she tried throwing a spell at it;the lightning bounced off of it, vanishing into the distance behind her.

Larxene slumped. For a moment even her arms slipped, neglecting to cover up her modest tits.

No one could see her outside, at least. Except for Namine, but that brat had gotten far too good a view of everything already, what did it matter? And being restrained with everything on display in a shop really put being nude in the streets where nobody could see in perspective.

It still brought a blush to her cheeks, but she just didn't have the energy any more to keep dedicating half of her mind to maintaining modesty she no longer had from Namine, especially when it didn't seem to work.

Just don't think about how that brat must be glorying in having even her former captor's most private spots bared to her. Her cheeks warmed.

"It wouldn't be that easy," Namine said. "Wonder how we get through?"

It was then they spotted a figure in a red hoodie, reminiscent of other Reapers they'd encountered. Larxene yelped, hastily lifting her arms back up again. That might be the one bloody person in this whole city that hadn't already seen her naked! She wasn't going to give him a chance.

"Like a bolt from a blue, it's time for the Reaper review!" the figure recited.

Namine and Larxene glanced at each other. Was this guy serious? No, screw this. Larxene whimpered, one hand over her pussy, one slender arm over her modest tits; she flashed them briefly, sending another crackle of lightning at the Reaper, who proceeded to yell in shock.

Quickly Larxene adjusted, returning her arm to her chest, slim forearm doing nothing to conceal the curve of her boobs beneath it, nor her pale cleavage.

"I'll tell you where you can stick that 'Reaper review' if you don't bring down the barrier!" Larxene said, a touch more hysterical than intimidating.

"Hey, hey, please don't hurt me!" the Reaper said; he lifted his hands. "You Players aren't meant to have magic like that!"

"I don't care, just let us through!"

"I can't!" the Reaper said.

Larxene lifted an arm warningly, cheeks reddening as she once more exposed her tits, pink nipples illuminated by a crackle of electricity.

"No, really, I can't!" he said. "Lady, you're scary, but the boss is scarier! I can only open the barrier if you do something to earn it!"

Larxene faltered. Hastily she lowered her arm, covering her chest again.

Fuck. It figured she'd have to run into the one person she couldn't intimidate right when it was important she get through this one barrier. That or she was losing her touch, naked and blushing was a far cry from her usual status.

She shifted, arm pressing tightly against her tits. Even when she adjusted, they always stayed in contact with her forearm, warm and firmly reminder her that yep, this was far from a dream, chances are hundreds of people had seen her, if not thousands.

"So what's the requirement?" Namine said.

"Uh," the Reaper said.

He was still staring at Larxene. If she was being optimistic, maybe he was still wary of her magic. If she was being realistic, she was still nude. She flushed deeper.

"Well?!" she snapped, almost an octave above usual.