In her underwear

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

Yukari was bolder than she might have guessed. Not as much as Elizabeth could fantasize, but bold.

She wore what looked like a petite white button-down dress shirt, and in total contrast, black cotton panties.

And that appeared to be all.

"My." Elizabeth remarked with an innocent tone of wonder. She did so love to see the other side of a person, the side they did not let others see.

This could be called Yukari's, she supposed.

Her imagination was getting away with her. She had come for a purpose, not to obsess over a sleeping barely dressed girl.

Elizabeth knew just how to make things interesting, though. The hour of dawn was near. Why let Yukari's taste in fashion be known only to her?

It would be very easy for Elizabeth to, without leaving a trace...