~Short~

Lingerie ~ RE_TABA

Like usual, Young Sakura(Alt-Zero)started a new shenanigan with a cheerful smile.

"Mu-chan, I found this in his room!"

Sakura had just finished her detour in the private room of the Boss of the Fuuma Organization. Without wasting time to make a descriptive detail of her work, she showed Young Murasaki(Alt-Zero)a pair of lingerie taken from underneath Kotaro(TABA)'s bed.

"I think he's been saving these for someone." The girl pointed at herself. "Maybe us!"

Murasaki couldn't hide her blush at the way Sakura was waving the lingerie in the middle of daylight. Just from the design alone that she could tell it barely covered any skin.

"P-Put it away! Don't bring it out so casually like that!"

"But don't you recognize the color patterns on these? They come in blonde and white!" Sakura excitedly said. "Totally a match with the color schemes from our clothes!"

"E-Even if that was the case, Why would you want to talk about this now?!"

"As the self-proclaimed legal wives, we ought to put this on for him some day. I was thinking about trying it out together with you!"

Her words irked Murasaki, especially the 'self-proclaimed' term. Saying they were his 'self-proclaimed legal wives' was too much of a stretch. If anything, she was truly the legal wife and Sakura was a home-wrecker.

"Mu-chan, I know what you're thinking with that pout. Just for today, I'm willing to set aside the rivalry between us."

"Oh, thank you." Murasaki replied in a skeptical tone. And she recalled the first thing Sakura said at the beginning of the conversation. "Something tells me you were looking for something more than just these lingerie in his room."

Sakura laughed, her cheeks turned red as Murasaki pointed out the part which the young girl intentionally left out.

"The Crest acted up again. So I went to his room, and, well you know..."

Since Fuuma Kotaro was away on a mission, Sakura had to resort to whatever means that could help her push through the stimulations caused by the lewd magic crest. His bed and a piece of shirt in the wardrove did much work to make the detour a good stress-relieving time.

Even so, Sakura still felt a bit horny down there. Not sure whether it was the lingered effect of the Love Crest or it was the doing of the aphrodisiac thread sewed into her underwear...or simply the naughty hormones of a youthful girl who embraced pleasures a little too close for her man.

"Keep your sex drive in moderation! Or better, do it in your own room!"

"Hah! You talked like the idea didn't cross your mind, Mu-chan!" Sakura retorted. "I know you've been secretly keeping one of his shirts."

Murasaki wanted to bonk her friend on top the head, but Sakura playfully dodged the knife-hand chop.

"Welp, if Mu-chan's not interested then I guess I will try these out by myself~! Here hoping yours won't be too tight on my boobs."

"Oi! Sakura!"

Sakura groped her breasts in front of Murasaki in a teasing manner before turning on her heels and ran away. Feeling mocked, Murasaki gave chase.

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"Now then, I will strip myself."

Sakura announced confidently while facing Murasaki, the latter became red and struggled to keep a straight face. The way Sakura said it made it seem like they were about to engage in an explicit act. Oh wait, they were really going to do something really explicit with the lingerie found in Kotaro's room.

And his room was the placed they chose to try them out.

Sakura lowered the fastener of her skirt. The leotard-like part of her Taimanin suit slowly came down to her feet. The plump thigh shook softly as she kicked off her clothes to the side and started pulling down the panty. She didn't wear a bra, her bust was already free since the beginning.

"Hold up." Murasaki stood up. There was a concern needed to be addressed. "Do you really need to strip for real? Our battle suits are basically skintight, it's fine to try the lingerie on the outside while we keep the suit."

"Why? It's just the two of us. Mu-chan, are you embarrassed?"

"Eh?! A-As if!"

After putting on the lingerie, Sakura stood in front the mirror and struck a pose.

"Wow, this actually fits all of my sizes, and it's comfortable too." Sakura turned around, checking the highlighted shape of her butt with a bold shake. "Feels like my cute beauty has gone up a level! Fufufu~, with this I might be able to trap him in bed and our roles will be reversed!"

Murasaki stared hard at Sakura's body to reconsider her initial thoughts toward the idea.

The underwear with blonde pattern actually suited Sakura. From the way the thin fabric joined together and neatly hugged her figure to further emphasize the provocative curves, it didn't leave out any important aspects of their natural charms. Which meant Kotaro had paid attention, he somehow confirmed the trait of Sakura's body, down to the smallest details, and planned the making of these.

Murasaki gulped, wondering if the lingerie made for her was also like that. Such a thing was possible since they had caressed each other nooks and crannies many times over. As his not-really-self-proclaimed legal wife, she felt happy. But that fact should be hidden from Sakura, no doubt she would use that as a ploy to trick her into this.

"Fine, I'll try it on."

Murasaki quickly joined in before Sakura said anything else.

"That's the spirit, Mu-chan!"

Murasaki began to strip her bodysuit. She was doing this out of her own will and not because Sakura lured her into it. Yes, this was also the responsibility of a wife.

However...

"Oh my gosh! That is so indecent!" Sakura laughed heartily.

Murasaki's composed expression didn't crumble fast enough. Her whole body was red like a tomato. Her nipples and crotch were literally on full display, not a single thread was covering those parts. She hugged her head, crouched down like she was being pressed by a great feel of embarrassment.

"Even though my body is like that of a nuclear weapon, this is on a whole new level." A hand rested under her chin, Sakura feinted a thought. "Does this mean he prefer you over me or your appeal is just not there yet and need an extreme design like this to get him going in bed?"

That was one preposterous noise slapped in her ears!

"Shut up, you naughty hormones driven girl!" Murasaki shot straight up and took a pose that seemed like she was readying an axe. "This just means my body is far more sexier than you instead of just being heavy! All this unnecessary exposures is to stress on that fact!"

By no mean Murasaki's unripe body was inferior to Sakura. In combination with the toned abs, her curves and womanly charms lined up beautifully in all the right places.

"Hey! These might look heavy to you, they are supple and he loves to fondle them!"

While the two argued, footsteps in the hallway reached their ears.

"Looks like he's back. Wanna settle this right now?" Sakura suggested.

"Fine by me, it's obvious whom he will choose." Murasaki nodded in agreement.

The door opened. Someone other than Kotaro met their excited gazes with a twitchy pair of eyebrows.

"Gek?!" Both froze.

Fuuma Tokiko(TABA)heard their voices clearly. Young Sakura was up to something and involved Murasaki again. Whether it was for the Young Lord's sake or the Love Crests made them acting weird, she didn't find the sight of the two wearing sexy lingerie in his room funny in the slightest.

"You girls. An explanation, please."

Young Sakura and Murasaki got scolded for half an hour.

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"Keep your hormones in moderation."

After letting the two go, Tokiko remained in the room. She glance at the pair of lingerie they'd changed out. The Young Lord should also be taken responsible for this, she would tell him off once he returned to base.

It was only fair to those girls as Tokiko understood their feelings. After all, she was wearing the same thing inside the business attire.

And just like them, she was waiting for a chance to show it to him.

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