Day Three, and a shopping trip

Larxene woke up much faster on that day, shrieking as she once more found herself in the same busy crossing. She was never going to get used to that transition.

Hastily she sat up, dragging her arms from laying uselessly over her, to clutching at her more private parts; after yesterday she was all the more anxious to keep anyone else from seeing more of her.

"Still keeping up the pretense that everyone's not already seen you?" Namine said.

Larxene flushed. Mockery was a pain at the best of times, but coming from Namine of all people still felt wrong. She was going to have serious, electric words with whoever masterminded this whole Game. She sat up, hugging her hips to her chest and using the more practical position to reach for her phone.

She didn't want to get up and run, only to run into a barrier, like yesterday. Instead she curled up and did her utmost to ignore the people walking all around her; she leant forwards, head resting on her bare knees, face flaming.

"You can shut up," Larxene said, voice increasingly high. "And you'd better pull your weight today. No pretending you don't have any way to fight. Whatever the mission is, you're helping."

"You managed it so well though," Namine said.

Larxene glared; before she could speak though, her phone buzz. Quickly, she clicked through to the messages, holding it on the far side of her shins.

'Find the black pin marked with a rodent. No time limit. Fail and face erasure. -The Reapers.'

"What?" Namine said, for a moment distracted from her taunting. "We have to search the whole city for a pin?"

"Why is there no time limit? How long is this going to take?!" Larxene said, flustered.

"At least we can take our time," Namine said. "We're going to have to look everywhere for it. Want to get started?"

"Wait!" Larxene said. Her voice came out in a squeak. "I'll scan their minds. Maybe someone's seen it, or something like it. I am not going around the whole city on some wild goose chase over a pin."

Oh god. Why was dipping into minds suddenly the preferrable option? She still remembered the things she'd glimpsed the day before-

Sounds like no one saw the mystery girl again yesterday. Pain. Can't believe anyone would let her get dressed.

That street art of the blonde was so freaking hot, man, she must be on top of the world.

Larxene squealed. They were still thinking about it?! It had been over a day ago! She whimpered; were they never going to forget? Nervously she shifted, adjusting her arm again to make sure her tits were as hidden as they could be, her legs held tight against her.

Pin, pin...

Oh the things I'd do if I saw her again...

Maybe I should try looking at gyms? She's got to work out if her ass is that good.

Didn't think it was Tin Pin season, why were so many on sale?

God, what I wouldn't give to grab those tits and smack that-

"Ah!" Larxene yelped, hastily pulling out, cheeks blazing.

"Hear anything?" Namine said.

Larxene quickly steadied herself, all the more mortified at how many people seemed to still be thinking about her naked body. Yeah, she was definitely never going to come back to this world once she was brought back. Just, never.

Wait, but she had heard about pins, in among the other thoughts. Whatever tin pin was, but still.

"A lot of pins were on sale," Larxene said. "That's what someone thought. Can't be coincidence if that's the day our mission revolves around-"

Suddenly she squeaked, realising what she was saying. On sale. She didn't know what shop, she didn't know what street, she didn't know where, but if they were on sale then they were probably in shops, and shops seemed to be marked with sigils that would make Players like her visible to the rest of the city.

So this black rodent pin was... Larxene swallowed.

"I guess we should start searching in any shops we pass, then," Namine said, smiling broadly.

Oh god, how many more people were going to see her?!