the back of her skirt.

(Chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

At first glance, everything seemed to be in order. From the front, Minako's outfit looked completely normal, it wasn't until one was behind her that it was apparent she was missing something rather important: the back of her skirt, currently being carried away at high speeds by the departing monorail. As Minako walked through the station, she had no idea that she was giving everyone behind her an unobstructed view of her panty-clad derriere, the pale flesh of her firm backside accented by her dark blue undergarments. With her headphones on and her music blasting away in her ears, Minako couldn't even hear the occasional whistle or catcall from those she passed. So far as she was aware, everything was normal.

Minako happily pondered what to do with the remainder of her day as she walked, figuring that she might as well enjoy her free time before heading back to the dorm. Meanwhile, a group of followers Minako had unknowingly gathered watched her intently, enjoying the show she was unwittingly putting on. Of course, there were those who wondered if the girl they were following would end up showing off even more, and there were some among those few who were growing impatient waiting for something else to happen. Perhaps it was time to take a more direct approach...