/jp/ - Otaku Culture

"Eeeh--?! --t-take off my clothes?! I don't see how is that related to--"
Thump. My heart races. The innocence in her eyes bemuses me.
Trembling, I run my fingers through her hair. As expected of a perfect girl, her long beautiful hair feels soft and clean.

Thump. Thump.

"...Master? I... This--"
For the first time, Miku seems to have troubles in expressing herself.
Unable to control myself, I grab her long, slender arms and pull her against me.
"!!"
Our faces are less than two inches apart. Miku is now staring at me with those cute, hesitant eyes. I grin deviously.

"...I'm sorry, Master"
Miku looks down at the floor, with sad, gloomy eyes.