She hangs out the window

Before she could hesitate, Futaba leapt towards the window, grabbing onto the ledge as she flung out of it. Her body slammed into the side of the building, almost causing her to let go. She gritted her teeth to bare it.

What she didn't notice was that the shirt had gotten caught on the edge of the window, raising it up and exposing her body up to her stomach.

Akira ran to the window, but before he could check on her, Sojiro appeared. He quickly whipped around as to not cause suspicion.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Sojiro asked.

"Just getting some fresh air." Akira answered calmly. Futaba was impressed by his ability to quickly collect himself like that.

“Well, alright. I just needed to grab this.” Sojiro said as he grabbed something off a shelf fast enough that Akira couldn’t tell what it was.

Meanwhile, once again, Futaba felt the cool air against her body, causing her to shiver from both the chill and...a sudden arousal. Sure, the wind against her lower bits was a part of it, but there was also something else she couldn’t explain.

“Same thing as I said earlier.” Sojiro said. “Lock up when you’re done.” Akira nodded. “Alright. Goodnight.” Sojiro went back downstairs and Akira listened to his footsteps. Eventually, he released a breath, unaware he had been holding it.

But they weren’t clear yet.

Futaba realized that when she heard the door open...below her. Her face paled as she looked down to see not only Sojiro coming out of LeBlanc directly below her, but also that the shirt had been raised up, exposing almost her entire body to the world once again.

Immediately, she froze, doing her best to hold her breath and stay silent. He was only gonna be there for a second, right?

Wrong.

Sojiro suddenly stopped as he looked down at his phone. Futaba felt an intense panic throughout her entire body, causing her to start shaking, which was making it difficult to hold on. She didn’t want to try to pull herself in at risk of making noise.

“It’s supposed to rain tonight?” He said. That panic inside her grew as she heard those words. What if he looked up to check the sky?! There would be no way for her to cover herself!

As Futaba silently freaked out, she also felt an intense feeling down below, like a rising heat. It felt...really good. Her breathing became uneven, and she felt...a need to...to touch...

“Ah, oh well.” Sojiro said, and put his phone away. He continued walking, and once he was out of eyesight, she quickly pulled herself inside and onto the floor. Sweat beaded her forehead. After a moment, she realized Akira was once again looking away.

She looked down to see that even though she had pulled the shirt back with her, it was still ridden up above her crotch, so for the third time, she was flashing him. Her face burned as she thrust the shirt down.

“S-stop looking!!” She exclaimed, and he gulped. She sighed, her blush not fading as fast as she would’ve liked. It didn’t help that her nipples were hard from arousal, and that there was a slight wetness between her legs that she hoped he didn’t see.

Well, they were back to square one.

What now?