"Step 1: Pinch the corners."
"OW!"
".and fold in half."
"WHAT?"
".vertically."
"Schulditch. I don't think this is a good idea."
"Shut up and be still."
"But-"
"Step 2: Smooth all rough edges."
"Ohhh.oh god. Schu.I'm really sensitive there."
".and remove all dust particles."
"What? Wait! No! Schu, stop! Stop! THOSE ARE MY PANTS!"
"Step 3: Insert finger into the fold, and-"
"Wait! WAIT JUST ONE SECOND!"
"But Nagi-"
You are not inserting ANYTHING into my-"
There was the sound of a zipper and rustling cloth.
"Oh.ohhhh.uh.oh.ah.damn that feels good, Schu."
"I told you it would, didn't I?"
"Schu."
A door opened, and Crawford walked into the room. Nagi whimpered.
"Schu? NAGI? What the-? I don't even."
Crawford walked out of the room, severely disturbed.
//And that, // Schulditch thought, //is Nagagami! //