<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4a/Iris_Heart_-_Hyperdimension_Neptunia_-_2x3_portrait_-_mischeivous.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Natsuki Akuzawa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside a diner<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Second day, afternoon<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>School uniform, without men's zebra-print silk boxers instead of panties.<br/><strong>With:</strong>Biscuit<br/><br/>Natsuki had no idea was anti-seize was, of course. Had she known of its infamy at being difficult to remove, and of how much hassle she would soon face getting rid of it, she would likely have been even less pleased than she was. But she understood enough to know that – whatever it was – something that<em>should</em>have been only in the guts of his motorbike engine was now smeared on her face.<br/><br/>She sighed heavily and frowned, rubbing the bridge of her nose with her fingers.<strong>“<em>Baka</em>,”</strong>she muttered.<br/><br/>Then she sighed again, but this time it was a happier sigh, accompanied by a soft chuckle. And without warning, she stepped right up to Biscuit and gave him a very warm hug, pressing herself firmly against him, wrapping her arms around is torso, and burying her face in his chest.<br/><br/><strong>“<em>Baka</em>,”</strong>she whispered softly into his chest, affectionately.