The lecherous pervert. (Pink Trigger's Power >69)

Natsuhi will play the part of the lecherous pervert. I know, that seems strange, but I'm the teacher, right? My job is to demonstrate how Jessica is to handle herself in that situation.

"Y-you're kidding, right?" Jessica asked, grinning awkwardly. "It is pretty funny! I don't think I've ever heard Mom talk sexy, even to Dad!"

"Yes... This is some sort of joke, right?" Natsuhi asked, looking far less amused. "I'll get one of the servants to do it. For the purposes of this kind of demonstration, Kanon will suffice, right?"

Noooo. No ma'am. Kanon will not suffice.

"N-n-no way!" Jessica protested, rising from her seat before evidently deciding she was protesting too much. "Uh, I mean, Mom, we've got limited time here, right? He's right it's best if you do it. It's not like you have to take it too seriously, anyway."

I demurred on that point, but nodded, encouraging Natsuhi.

Natsuhi sighed and paused, as if bidding me to notice her enormous headache and give her a break.

Instead, I moved over to the edge of Jessica's unoccupied bed. Ah, I'm a defenseless young man. This party has been so exciting, but it's really taken it out of me. I sure hope nobody comes to bother me.

Natsuhi let out an even deeper sigh, then rose from her chair stiffly, stiffly walking over to stiffly stand over me. "Ahem... Excuse me... strapping young gentleman. Is this seat taken?"

Wow, Natsuhi. I can see why Krauss is head over heels for you. I didn't say that, of course. I told her, why no, it wasn't.

Natsuhi shot me a glare, still prudishly bunching her hands at her stomach. "No, that's wrong, isn't it? You should tell that lady to move along if you don't want to spend time speaking with her. Who knows her intentions?"

Jessica let out a groan, rocking back in her chair. "Uuugh, Mom, that's not how improv works! Besides, it's a party! I'm gonna want to talk to people at a party. You've gotta at least let it get to the part where the bad guy makes a move, right?!"

Natsuhi let out another deep, impatient sigh and took a seat next to me. With painful effort, she **** a smile to her face. "What is an... attractive gentleman like yourself... doing all alone? Did you come here with anyone?"

Ah... Natsuhi called me an attractive gentleman. I told her I was here alone.

"Jessica, are you paying attention?" Natsuhi reminded her daughter, who definitely was. "This is the part where you've mistakenly given the impression you're interested in an unplanned encounter with a stranger." She coughed, putting her smile back on. "That simply won't do. You're a... strapping gentleman-"

I told Natsuhi to stop. This wasn't believable. She had to be more aggressive or Jessica wouldn't get the idea.

"More aggressive?" Natsuhi replied, clutching her brooch and looking distressed. "You think Jessica will meet a boy even more aggressive than this?"

.......... Yes, Miss Natsuhi. I think she will. The trick to this is to get into character. For that, you should try acting the part of...