"...you're not supposed to wear anything."

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

Fuuka's claim actually managed to bring a blush to Elizabeth's cheeks. The odd blonde certainly hadn't expected to hear that.

"I'm not supposed to wear anything? Is that not... inappropriate?" Elizabeth asked, the curious and embarrassed look on her face making Fuuka feel a touch lightheaded.

Fuuka, meanwhile, could barely believe what she was saying. Could she truly be so manipulative? Apparently she could.

"That's right. You see, it's pretty obvious that you're not from around here." Fuuka explained, casting her gaze downward. "Foreigners aren't allowed to wear the school uniform. At least not right away. And since non-uniform clothing isn't allowed..."

"I... see." Elizabeth said, her cheeks reddening further. "So I must go about the school day... naked?"

Fuuka nodded, and Elizabeth figured the shy girl's blush was the result of empathetic embarrassment.

Elizabeth wasn't sure how to feel about this. On the one hand, she so desperately wanted to experience what it was like to be a normal human. On the other hand... she wasn't keen on the idea of being naked in front of others. Elizabeth was human enough to know embarrassment, and certainly felt that such a thing would be embarrassing. Perhaps it would be best to abandon the school?

After a moment of deep thought, Elizabeth nodded her head and-