The boys have mistaken her for an image on TV

From the odd angle, the two lower-grade students witnessed a bizarre spectacle. With the empty TV frame in front of the electronics section and the employee in the back, a certain illusion was created, causing it to look like the Junes mascot was working on a stepladder while a ridiculously cute girl shook her panty-clad bottom on the TV screen. "They left it on one of the dirty channels!" One boy told the other, filling the thrill of seeing something he wasn't supposed to see. The two got closer, watching in awe as Naoto's half-naked body continued to wiggle with both exertion and embarrassment. "Look, look! You can see her butt! You can even see her boobs some times!"

Naoto squinted her eyes harder and felt a curse building in her throat. The situation was just too much! However, the more she listened to their words, the more she began to put together the pieces of what they thought they were seeing...

"Dang! We gotta get a TV like this! I've never seen a girl in one of these shows look like she was right there in the room with you!" The first kid exclaimed. His speech sounded like an advertisement or something he'd heard off a TV show.

"Eh, no way! Think how expensive this one probably is! Dad'd freak if he knew we were even looking at it..." The second pitched in.

With a sigh that nearly became a laugh, Naoto connected the dots: somehow, the boys had been tricked into thinking they were just watching a particularly life-like television show. However, just because they thought that didn't mean she was going to perform for them. Instead, she stood as straight as she could, trying not to be provocative...

... It wasn't really working. The two enthralled boys could probably sit there and stare at the cotton of her panties-- a little-seen paradise previously relegated to glimpses of magazines-- all day, if the store would let them. Assuming also that Naoto's arms could continue holding the TV. She didn't think that her shaking elbows were going to continue supporting the load forever.

"Hey, it says here to reach in and touch it!"

Naoto's face went beet red as felt one of the boys reach out and palm her backside, sinking his fingers into the pleasant squishiness of her butt and the softness of her panties. Finally, she understood that she had to make some kind of play to get the boys to leave, or else she'd die, either from embarrassment or by being crushed by the TV she was trying to mount. Naoto put on her terrible imitation of Teddie's voice once again, then spoke up. "I-I'm actually working on this display right now, boys! B-Bear at work! Why don't you go check out one of the other parts of the store while I finish here?" she questioned, trying hard not to scold them. Even if it was a girl's butt on an interactive, futuristic TV screen, the two of them ought to know better than to reach out and grab it!

"But Teddie, this TV is so cool! There's a nudie girl on it and you can even feel her!"

Hearing that the two somehow knew Teddie just made things worse. "N-No! Please, stop groping her!" Naoto begged urgently, as the second boy joined in; each child grabbed the butt-cheek closest to them. Her body flinched this way and that, trying in vain to escape the two-pronged attack. "Boys! You have to treat girls with respect, just like... like Teddie! That's why Teddie is so popular with um... the fly honeys..." Using her friend's turns of phrase in public was almost as embarrassing as having her butt ogled and squeezed.

"Well, you do always say that. I'll try to be better to girls," one of the boys conceded, withdrawing his hand. Hesitantly, the other followed along too, placing his hands in his pockets. "I wanna have four girlfriends, just like you, Teddie."

"... Four girlfriends? I mean, um, bear-y good. Now why don't you two go on upstairs-"

"But can't we at least keep watching the TV if we don't touch it?"

"Absolutely not!" Naoto snapped in response, letting more of her real voice show through than she intended.

"Uuuuugh, you're no fun today. Well... I guess we can go try sticking our hands into the TV at home."

"D-Don't do that either, ever!" Naoto pleaded, desperately hugging the TV above her with both arms to keep it from falling. "I'm giving you special bear-mission to go to the women's lingerie department! Go, go and look right now!" Ridiculously, a portion of her strained reasoning ended up devoted to wondering if she should have said "paw-mission" or "fur-mission" instead.

"Sweet!" The pervy kids ran off together.

Naoto said a silent apology to Teddie. He was going to be in huge trouble if Yosuke found out that Teddie just recommended that two young customers look through women's lingerie. Still, this provided her the opportunity to fix the TV into its spot and finally give her arms a rest. Once she heard the elevator ding, she lowered her arms to her sides and threw down the head of her suit in frustration, with sweat pouring from her matted hair. This was a harder test than any shadows ever managed to give her... "Hanamura... What part of this job was easy?!" the disgraced detective grumbled under her breath, while bending over to pick up the suit she'd let fall a moment ago.