"I'd like you to try it on, Natsuhi!" (Pink Trigger)

"I'd like you to try it on, Natsuhi! So we can see how it looks on a classy lady!"

The fact that this was working was full proof of the Pink Trigger's power, in my estimation. I wanted to keep exclaiming more and more dumb things, watching the lovely looks of indignation flash across Natsuhi's blushing face!

Right now, Krauss wasn't even an obstacle to overcome. He was more like my wingman, cheering on whatever stupid idea I came up with! The two of us were pumping our fists in rhythm, begging for Natsuhi to give us proof-of-concept on the bunny-girl casino idea. The girl opened her trembling lips, probably wishing to protest that no one in their right mind was going to want to see a nearly 50 year old bunny girl. If she said that, I might as well ask the witch to disprove it in the Red Truth, because that was exactly what I was asking to see.

"Y-You... Well... I suppose you came all this way. It does seem like a sound business plan. All of the girls will be wearing these, correct?" It sounded like she was trying to convince herself it wasn't such a big deal. Ah... this sort of thing can only happen in erotica. It's hard to describe to you how powerful I felt just now, hearing her speak like some bimbo from a doujin.

Oh, yes. They all will, I convinced her. I left out the part where this particular business deal was never making it past midnight and I pushed my imminent **** out of my mind and tried to focus on the now: Bunny girl!

"So... if you two will leave the room for a moment... I'll put this on so that you two will have an idea of how it will look on those girls," Natsuhi conceded, pointing the two of us out of the room while trying to conceal her embarrassment. Her back was still ramrod straight, but her fist that wasn't pointing was quivering, clutching onto her dress' bell skirt. Her attempt at concealing her emotions was a failing effort.

For my part, I...