The results are no call for smiling

The problem with Peko's plan? Kurosuke didn't need to climb the tree to retrieve the bundle; he'd get that projectile out of mid-air, before it even reached the leaves! With agility even beyond a regular cat's, the kitten jumped for Peko again, grabbing hold of her belly and rushing up past her breasts. On the way through, he snatched her bra in his teeth, causing her to wail as he pulled it up, briefly yanking her boobs along with it. They heaved down, now topless, as she crossed both arms over her naked chest. The cat leapt onto her face, then rebounded off like a parkour artist. In mid-air, it grabbed hold of that ball of pantyhose... Then flopped into a rustling bush nearby.

Peko would never surrender if her Master was in danger. But in a situation like this..."Surrender! I yield!" Peko pleaded, now turning to run as fast as her bare legs could take her away from the demon cat that Gundham had "gifted" her. She was now wearing only her thong, having pulled off her shoes earlier to remove the tights...

And worse...

Her glasses had come off when the cat bounded off her nose earlier. She could barely see without them. Gritting her teeth, she ran with both arms hugged about her chest, feeling that the cat spawn of hell was close behind her, ready to grab her last remaining and most embarrassing garment effortlessly. Being bested by a cat hurt... almost as much as the possibility that someone was going to see her round the corner in this state of 99% nudity.

"Aaaah!" Peko cried, skidding to a stop and blinking her bleary eyes repeatedly in desperation. She couldn't see who was there, but it was clear that some odd Hope's Peak Academy student was waiting for her just around the corner. Maybe they'd even been drawn by the sounds of combat. If it was Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu... she found herself wishing she had a real blade, so she could perform a quick seppuku if she needed to.