Throw caution to the wind, and leap for the branch.

Anne was too close to stop now. She tore a strip off the hem of her skirt that showed off an inordinate amount of skin. Anne mentally shrugged. This dress was never regulation anyways. She jumped for the branch, gripping it and snatching back her panties with her other hand. "Perfect," she congratulated herself. "Just like a true member of the Phantom Thieves!"

However, as she did so, her grip slipped, sending her hurtling towards the ground below. Anne shrieked, covering her modesty as best she could as her dress threatened to race up her waist.

Out of nowhere, Joker, dressed in his phantom thieves garb, caught her midair. He effortlessly scaled down the side of the school building, with Anne in tow. He placed her lightly on her feet on the track field, still clutching her panties in her hand.

"H-how did you do that?" Anne asked him breathlessly.

"This school is also an important location within Mementos, remember?" he replied. "I bent a few rules to get it to work."

She clutched at his shirt tightly, looking up at him. Her face flushed, she reached up and kissed him gently on the lips. She danced back a few steps, with a slight twirl. " That's just your reward," she said, her cheeks aflame. "Don't let it get to your head, Joker," She giggled playfully.

"Oh?" Joker asked, stoically.

Anne flipped her hair. "Of course, I'm in another league altogether," she said, teasingly.

"ButIsupposethatyou'reaprettycoolguy," she mumbled under her breath, her heart racing.

"What was that?" Joker asked.

Anne sniffed. "My, aren't you full of yourself. Fine, I suppose you deserve a better reward. I'll admit it," she said.

She leaned forward, her hand cupped to her mouth. "I think that you're a really cool-"

As she did, a gust of wind swept across the field, catching the hem of Anne's skirt. It fluttered up well above her waist, bringing the soft pink flesh of her inner thighs into view. It continued to soar up, exposing the curves of her ample breasts and bringing her pale nipples into view. The panties in Anne's hands fluttered to the ground in shock. Anne's face turned pure crimson, and she pressed down her eyelids hard, trying to prevent hot tears from sliding out. Her dismayed shriek could be heard across campus.