Whiling Away
Touching nothing out of courtesy but helpless to his curiosity, Giyuu amused himself by exploring the apartment while waiting. This modern world's technologies were intimidating, though fascinating…
"What're you doing?"
Giyuu yanked his hand away from the 'laptop' as he turned. He immediately wished he hadn't.
Thighs.
Kochou had thighs. Of course she had thighs, what anatomically correct person didn't? She also had knees, calves, and ankles; all of them carelessly on display the way the Kochou of his time would never show to a man she wasn't attached to.
Warmth trickled down his chin.
"Tomioka-san… your nose is bleeding."
