She runs to LeBlanc

"Screw it, I should just go to LeBlanc. I can hide out upstairs." Futaba told herself as she stepped away from the door. She gulped. Thankfully, it was a little later in the day, so there shouldn't be as many people, and it wasn't that far, but still...

She couldn't help but notice as the wind brushed against her nipples, causing them to harden slightly from the chill of the approaching night. The same sensation was felt against her exposed pussy, making her shiver. While she was absolutely mortified by this entire situation, she also felt a little aroused.

Though to be fair, she found that that occurred a lot in smut and stuff she read online. Maybe it was more realistic than she thought? She knew for sure she wasn't an exhibitionist, yet she was still slightly aroused.

Thoughts like those ran through her head for a bit before she remembered she was standing out in the street completely nude. She shook her head to bring herself back, a shameful blush on her face, and took a moment to ready herself mentally. She wondered if she should try to cover herself just in case, or of she'd be able to run faster if she didn't. She eventually decided to just book it. She took a deep breath, and took off.