Try to work with Kyoko

Makoto entered his room, Kyoko following behind him. He flopped down onto his bed, looking up at the ceiling, trying to figure out how best to progress. Kyoko sat down in a chair nearby.

"So?" she said.

"So?" he replied

"What's the plan, Makoto? You brought me here for a reason, right?"

Makoto sat up in bed and looked at her.

"Of course it's for a reason." he stated "I just wanted to get some peace and quiet to think through things."

Kyoko scrunched her face a little.

"You could have just let me investigate by myself, then. You don't need me here."

Makoto looked at her with a smile.

"I dunno. I want you here"

"Why? Do you want me to talk through it with you? Or is there something in here to investigate?"

"No no! It's not like that. It's... I just want you around, you know?"

Kyoko's face softened

"Wait... why?" she inquired "If you don't have any evidence to go over then--"

"You're thinking too hard." he interjected "I just like having you around. That's it."

He lay back onto his bed, trying to parse through what to do next when... he heard something.

"Action successful"

Makoto shot up in his bed again, looking at Kyoko, seeing the remains of a blush fade from her cheeks.

"Wait... did that seriously just happen?" he thought to himself.

"Active Trigger Unlocked: Being helpful. Cleanup time, five minutes" she stated.

"Being helpful? And it's active?" he thought as he flipped out his Handbook and looked at it. First seeing her newest entry.

(2) Kyoko Kirigiri - Be in a room with her while she's naked (cannot be during cleanup, or by the effect of a trigger).

"Oh geez. That one might be hard..." he huffed, "But... what's that about her trigger?"

Makoto looked at her triggers.

Kyoko Kirigiri Triggers:

- Attendant (Passive): You've gained a new follower!

- Being Helpful (Active): If you tell Kyoko something will help, or ask for help then give a command, she will follow it within reason. Simple tasks will be done. Intermediate tasks may need convincing. Difficult tasks won't work unless she wants to do them.

"Well, that's specific." he thought to himself "I wonder what counts as simple, intermediate, and difficult. Does that just relate to how possible they are, or does that also relate to how... weird they are.. I might need to test that"

Wanting to test it out, he patiently waited out the five minutes for Kyoko to wake up. And eventually she did.

"Hm... anyway. What are we doing next?" she asked.

"I'd actually like to go to your room..." he pondered.

Kyoko shrugged

"Fine with me. Is there some reason though?" she asked as the two began walking.

"I just think it would help"

She looked at him in confusion for a moment, but then lightened her mood.

"Well, if you think it'll help we can do it."

The two entered Kyoko's room. Makoto was a little shocked that it was so... normal. Almost like his. He had expected there to be more. Something that would tell him ANYTHING about her. But there was nothing.

"So... why are we here?" she asked again

"I just wanted to see if there was a way out in your room." he said

"Oh. There's not. I looked." she stated plainly.

"Really? What all did you do?"

"I checked under all the furniture, pressed on all the walls, moved everything I could. I even stacked a chair on the table so I could stand on it to try pressing the ceiling." she said.

It was time for what Makoto assumed would be a simple test. Something easy to do, and not overly strange.

"Did you try jumping on the bed?" he asked.

"No... why would I..?" she said, bewildered

"I think it may help if you did."

Kyoko's eyes lit up. Almost in revelation. She moved over the the bed and stood on it, beginning to bounce up and down.

"I suppose it could help" she said.

Makoto smirked. Now to test something a little bolder. He out of the room as she hopped around.

"Where are you going?"

"Just hold on!" he boomed.

Makoto returned, holding three different outfits, then setting them on the bed.

"Alright. You can stop jumping."

Kyoko stopped, breathing heavily.

"So... what's with... these?" she panted.

"Well, I think it would be helpful if you wore one of these three outfits from now on instead of your typical clothes." he said.

The outfits were more risque. Not outright adult, but he wanted to test his limits here.

The first was a lavender dress. Nothing crazy about it. It was one piece, the skirt stopped just above her knees, it had no sleeves, but covered her whole upper body.

The next was a darker purple, but was sexier. It was still one full piece, but the skirt this time stopped in the middle of her thighs. It was sleeveless... but low cut. Some cleavage would be on display.

But the final outfit... was simply a white, two-piece bikini.

She looked up at him questioningly

"And how would wearing this help?" she asked, a bit of sass in her voice.

"Well, firstly I think your current clothes are a little too restrictive. If someone were to try to kill you, you may not be able to escape. Secondly, it's not overly clear that you're my attendant. If you work for me, I should decide the dress code. And finally... you have a bit of a pension for getting wet. You were soaked yesterday. Thus the bikini."

She looked the clothes over again, a little pensive.

"I'm willing to accept that my clothes now are a bit... tight. And that it makes sense for you to pick what an attendant wears. However..."

She gave him a powerful stare

"I won't wear this one." she said, tossing the bikini aside.

He knew it. Either that was considered "too difficult" or he didn't have a convincing enough argument.

"Also" she snapped again "I leave my gloves on. That is non-negotiable"

She was serious. He could tell.

"Well... if you insist, I don't mind" he shrugged.

"Good" she boldly proclaimed.

The two stood in silence for a moment longer.

"So uh... you gonna change?" he asked.

She looked down at the dresses

"Which one?" she sighed.

Makoto pointed to the second one. The skimpier one.

She scooped it up, then headed into the bathroom.

"This probably counts as being part of my command here... so I doubt bursting into the bathroom would count for her next rank" he thought "Better to just leave it for now."

After a short wait, Kyoko came back out.

She was now wearing the skimpy dress. Her shoulders on full display, the inner-parts of her breasts visible, the smallest bit of bellybutton peeking out, her back almost fully exposed, and most of her legs clearly visible. But the biggest surprise to him was...

"No bra?" he pondered in wonder.

Kyoko fidgeted in place, crossing her arms.

"S-stop staring..." she muttered, her face turning red.

"Er! Sorry!" he cried out, looking away from her.

"So what's next?" she huffed.