Mihoko tossed Akemi a little curious look.<strong>Well, it's not <em>exactly</em> my job to help them through every maid task, you know.  I don't care if I take it 1/10 of the way off or halfway...  And does she just think that because I'm a guard, I'd actually be <em>trying</em> even after she's finally working?  How quaint.</strong><br/><br/>Her face twitched at  Karinka fussing at her behavior now.  Had she any real whiskers and not just microfur, they would be standing out.  Okay, this time I<em>know</em>she's being petty.  Meeee?  she stares rather than says at Karinka.  She does some subconscious "fastest path back to sleep" calculations:  Conclusion, her bottom parts are obstructed by fewer things than her breasts at the moment<em>and</em>attention down there is more likely to put her closer to a state where needing rest is believable (or even true).<br/><br/>Without really commenting, she pouts a little over examining the first strap while she again wriggles her thong down, mostly from the hips.  She manages a little sniff for any maids who might be getting too complacent, and looks to see if this means here or somewhere else in the room.