>>1608195I may as well see what Yuri has to say, although I should probably at least show Kiku I went through with it first. I walk back to her, holding the side of my dress closed with one arm. This is difficult to do without looking too weird, but at least it turns nipple slips into mere sideboob. "H… hey Kiku. I've taken my bra off. Although you can probably see that." One 'plus' of Yuri's 'retailoring' is that now it's not so tight around the chest, my nipples aren't in as much danger of showing through the relatively thin white fabric. "Anyway, I had an accident and my seam split, so I'm going to do something about it." I try to pretend I'm on top of the situation and that everything is fine and nothing is ruined. Kiku seems mightily impressed "Wow, your dress fell apart and you still didn't put your bra back on. I knew I was right about you." Heh, I would if I still had it, Kiku, but you don't have to know that.
Yuri is standing near the aft stairwell, which leads up to the roof. There's more seating up there, but it's not covered, and with the current weather, there are few takers. She's dressed in a black sweater dress with baggy enough sleeves to conceal her hidden scissors and combat boots. As I approach the stairs, she retreats to the roof, I follow.
Great. The wind up here is pretty intense; my dress is basically useless, even catching the flapping pieces is impossible. I look around to see who I'm giving a free show to. The only other people up here are two boys who seem to be making out (Is anyone in this school not gay? Seriously.) and a girl I don't know who can probably see everything as she's just chilling, ignoring the weather. "Okay Yuri, what is is this time?" I ask, frustrated.
