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Kanako flinched when she witnessed the boy crashed into the image he had made, breaking it in the middle. She certainly didn't mean to startle him like that.

"L-like I've said, I'm Kanako Nagasaki," she answered when the boy gave him his question. "Wind elementalist. And you haven't gave me your name yet."

But the boy didn't. Instead, he seemed to be observing her, staring at her as if she were a piece of painting or something. He even snapped a photo of her with that camera of his.

"You make air," Kanako noticed him saying as he brought his hand close to her. 

[i]Make... air? [/i] Kanako pondered. She then realized that her hair strands had been moving around without the wind actually blowing. She didn't remember ever experiencing this before, she thought. This should be because of her wind manipulation ability but usually she had to use it consciously for it to take effect. After focusing herself, she indeed felt a light breeze flowing around her.

"You made me break my picture. Say sorry!"

[i]E-eh?[/i] was the first thing that came into Kanako's mind when she heard his accusation. She certainly didn't expect him to become so aggressive all of a sudden.

"I-it's your own fault! Y-you got surprised on your own!" she retorted angrily. She didn't like to be accused of something she didn't feel herself guilty for after all.

Then, she noticed something. The boy was still crouching on the floor, looking up at her with a pouting face. And her wind ability was still activating, and it actually was moving something else other than just her hair. The hem of her short skirt was fluttering upwards a little as she stood there with her hands on her waist.

Now it made sense to her why he was watching her so closely to the point of even taking a picture of her.

H-he was looking at her panties!

Kanako's face turned beet red in a flash as she pushed her skirt down with her two hands. Then, she said to the boy with a shaking voice, "Y-you took a picture of my underwear, d-didn't you? D-delete it at once!"