Mihoko stood almost straight for her, which is to say as close as her sinuous build and balance allowed.  She had stayed quiet throughout most of the inspection.  Her nose did twitch a bit when Karinka first looked over her uniform.  She was actually slightly amused.<em>Her</em>own nose could still detect a faint whiff of basting syrup on the inside of her hands, but after careful licking the mistress almost never spotted such things.  Her lips tightened slightly as the thought struck her that Karinka might actually be paying more attention to the broad hourglass curves of her figure, close as she was standing.  Although the uniform was durable and clean enough besides, you never could quite tell with Karinka...  But the inspection went on.  Mihoko looked on as it moved through the group, blinking a bit with sleepy amusement.<br/><br/>She blinked an extra beat at the pronouncement as the mistress returned.<strong>No, I guess you never <em>can</em> tell.</strong>Her nose flicked from side to side in a little curl.  It was showing itself as a mostly human nose, but a particularly agile one with slightly flexible padding at the corners.<strong>Well, she is being meddlesome, but it's generally less trouble to pretend not to care.</strong><br/><br/>Mihoko blinks a second time with the smallest shrug.  The movement of her trim shoulders merges into her torso wiggling to slide her short skirt up a tad higher.  Not willing to waste her good posture or muscles on actually bending all the way, she wiggles her black satin and lace thong down with mostly thumbs and hips.  The thong fits smoothly but closely, so this does end up taking a little puffing of breath so early in the morning.  Her sex is shaven of most visible hair, but framed by an obstinate trim of wavy-tipped dark blue hair melting into fuzzier gold.  She pushes her shoulders back again and crunches her lips to a  poker face.  She hopes that having seen the rest of her many times, Karinka isn't particularly surprised.<br/><br/>