I'll seize my opportunity and solve this mystery. (Item required, Pink Trigger)

Ha! Natsuhi, you said the reason you couldn't show us is the lack of music, right? Smirking at her stupefied nod, I produced my pink cassette player. Luckily, I have some music right here!

Natsuhi gasped, but she was clearly still dubious. "Even if you have music, I find it highly unlikely that you have the particular genre I was intending to dance to. If you came here intending to solicit a perverted performance, I have no doubt that device of yours is loaded with all manner of vulgarity or club music. As I said, I have much more refined entertainment planned."

All right, humor me, Natsuhi. Flip through the music on this cassette.

"Flip... through?"

Right... Natsuhi recognized what this was, but she probably didn't even know how to work it without me telling her. That could pose a problem, since I intended to see her "work it," so to speak. Press this triangle button, then, once you've listened to a bit, press this one and you can go to the next track. If you reach the end without hearing anything you can dance to, I'll leave you alone.

The mother delicately took the music player, handling it like a bomb that might go off if jostled, then placed in the earphones and hit the Play button. "Ugh! What passes for music these days... I'm so glad Jessica gave up that distracting pursuit."

I coughed, then rolled my hand to keep her going.

Natsuhi squinted her eyes shut. The situation was probably giving her enough of a headache without the music directly adding to it. Still, she honored her word. "Vulgar." Skip. "Disgraceful." Skip. "Completely out of the question." Skip.

She was quickly making her way through all of the actual dance music I'd loaded on. Not surprising, but disappointing. Soon, she'd be digging through all of the long shots I'd put on there, just in case they were the only one someone would agree to...

A hootin' and hollerin' country square dance... "That's not right at all."

Spicy salsa tunes with a high-speed tempo and Spanish lyrics... "Absolutely not."

A tropical instrumental featuring a ukulele, perfect for a luau... "...This is!"

American band music- Huh?

Natsuhi shut her eyes, as if pretending she was intently listening to the next song. Her hands were folded at her chest with the device clutched tightly, but beads of sweat were forming on her forehead. She probably hadn't intended to give away that I had the perfect track for her dance...!

Natsuhi...

She pretended she couldn't hear me, listening very intently to the American band music.

Natsuhi...! Show us your hula dance!

I thought for a moment that she was going to break my music player. Her fist clenched around it tightly as she winced in indignation. "I... Must I? Right here? I'm hardly prepared...!"

Eva looked between the two of us, dumbfounded. "Wait... This whole time, all of that build-up... You're going to try to seduce Battler with a hula dance?! What the... Where did you even learn how to hula dance?!"

"I was convinced by my husband on a vacation voyage many years ago... Some associates of his managed to teach me, but... Aah! It was only ever meant for me to show him! I can't believe I'm being asked to share something so intimate... to a total stranger, first, and then to my nephew...!" Natsuhi buried her face in her hands, flushing bright red.

... I tended to agree with Eva. This reaction is priceless, but, truth be told, I had been hoping for Natsuhi to show something way more sexual than that. Therefore, I had no guilt pressing her to quit holding out and show us a bit.

"Uuah..." The **** performer lowered her hands from her face and worked to regain her composure. "Very well... I can only show you a bit without preparing, though. You'll have to trust I can deliver the entire performance I practiced later tonight."

As we watched in silence, Natsuhi put her fists to her hips with the palms away from us, bending her elbows. Then, she... immediately stumbled to the floor, landing on her side. For a horrifying moment, I pictured Natsuhi had just broken something or twisted her ankle. Needless to say, Eva had broken out in laughter. The fallen woman quickly gathered herself up again, **** to restore her dignity, then resumed her stance, stepping out of her shoes. "I can do this, I tell you... I knew it wouldn't be easy like this, but the heels make it impossible."

That Natsuhi was standing in the hallway of her mansion in her stocking-clad feet was already a rare sight. Having stepped out of her shoes again, she tried the first movement she had attempted earlier, her fists planted firmly on her hips once more... Soon enough, she was stepping from side to side, swaying her hips in perfect time with her leading foot. It wasn't too fancy, but I had to admit, her rhythm was impressive.

Natsuhi noticed Eva and I had gone quiet and gave a small smile. "That's only the warm-up, of course. There are arm motions to accompany this that I can hardly replicate while also holding this gadget. However..." With focus, the mother began to pick up speed into more elaborate steps. I watched the pads of her feet lift and then touch down again with the grace of a cat's paws, turning in mesmeric patterns on the carpet while her hips tilted in time. Even as the hips moved, and the arms bent with them, her shoulders remained fixed with discipline. This was definitely a practiced performance... Even if it lacked the sensuality I'd been hoping for, it was breathtaking to see in action.

Eva certainly seemed less impressed. "Is this all there is to it? I don't know about that husband of yours, but Battler is a young man full of hormones, isn't he? Is this really enough to turn a guy on and get him forking over cash?"

"Hmph. I assure it's far more impressive in the right environment, with the proper dress..."

"The proper dress..." Eva repeated after her, lowering her eyebrows and suddenly forming a mental image.

The proper dress... I repeated it myself, staring at Natsuhi and re-equipping her in my mind's eye.

Natsuhi seemed to feel our eyes on her and came to a sudden stop, thrusting my music player back at me with a flushed face. "I d-don't know what you're picturing, but I'm certain it's nothing like that!"

I demurred, giving Natsuhi a sudden smile. I was suddenly feeling much more convinced in her performance. I told her she and Eva should practice. Meanwhile, I'd get everything else ready.

"Very well." Natsuhi stepped back into her shoes and toyed with her ponytail self-consciously. "The moves came back to me naturally... If that's all there is to it, I'm certain I'll be able to do what's necessary."

"It might be a bit more than that," Eva reminded her, throwing an arm around her shoulder in an overly-familiar gesture. "Let's go practice and make sure you're fully prepared..."

... I had a feeling watching that preparation would be a lot of fun, but I needed to focus on preparations of my own. I allowed the sisters to disappear down the second-floor hallway, then cautiously began to move through the mansion myself. The hour was drawing near...