<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/Yuas.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Mikuru Sasahara<br/>Role: Tourist (Doomed to be resident)<br/>Location: Hawawa>>Hawawa, Alicia's hotel room<br/>Wearing: Skimpy maid outfit<br/>Tagging: Alicia Whitestone<br/><br/>Mikuru soon found herself caught in another tight hug by the eccentric entertainer, blushing as more compliments continued to be whispered into her ear about her embarrassing, skimpy maid outfit. The meek girl soon found that while the athletic gymnast had apologized for her pushiness on stage, it definitely didn't stop her from continuing to be so, as she was soon being dragged into the elevator by her well-honed strength. She was honestly starting to regret "following" her up, because instead of choosing to just ask Hera for some alternate clothing, it was becoming clear how much she jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire as Alicia continued to give overly intimate overtones even when giving her own name. "I'm M-Mikuru Sasahara.." Mikuru stammered out, eventually following the excitable entertainer over to her hotel room after the elevator doors had opened. The meek girl was honestly luckily she hadn't searched much of the normal-looking room, as might have possibly fainted if she saw what was hidden in every nook and cranny of the surrounding area. Her blush soon made quite the comeback as Alicia instantly began stripping down as soon as the door closed, bashfully turning her head away as she caught a fully nude glimpse of the well-toned body of the nonchalant futanari. "O-Ok...." Mikuru sputtered out as she made her way to the dresser, her blush growing even more as she realized most of the outfits in the drawer weren't much better, if not even more revealing than her current clothing . Nonetheless, it wasn't like she would be able to stop the excitable woman if she had her mind set on what she wanted the bashful girl to wear though....