her entire skirt.

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

Oblivious as she was, Minako happily walked away from the monorail station as her skirt was swiftly carried away, quickly shrinking into a black dot before disappearing in the distance. That would certainly make for a curious find for some monorail passenger when the next stop was reached. This wasn't the story of Minako's skirt, however, and the actual subject of the story was completely unaware of her new state of undress. Without her skirt, Minako was now unknowingly showing off her plain white panties to any and all who happened to look her way.

Lightly bobbing her head to the beat of her music, Minako was vaguely aware of how many people seemed to be staring as she passed by. Minako wasn't a stranger to getting some looks, and she knew that she wasn't unattractive, but the sheer volume of people with their eyes riveted to her was a bit unusual.

Is there something on my face? Minako idly wondered as she continued her journey. I don't think so... Maybe I just look really nice today? Yeah, that's probably it. Minako simply shrugged it off, too distracted by her music and fatigue to put too much thought into it.

The journey from the monorail station was largely uneventful, bringing Minako to the strip mall and its many shops. While part of her just wanted to get some rest, her most recent forays into Tartarus had left her with a healthy amount of spare cash. It had been awhile since Minako had treated herself to something, and the SEES leader felt that she had earned a little luxury. Maybe a little shopping wouldn't hurt... Then again, those benches were looking pretty inviting for a nice rest, maybe even a nap...