”I was broken. It was me...” the girl said.

Kanako looked at the girl. So it was indeed her, she thought. But then, she said ”Pardonnez-moi. I did not do it. I did it. C'était un accident", making her become confused even more.

"So, was it you or not? You said it's an accident so it was you but you didn't mean it? If that's the case, then I don't really mind. We're all just starting to learn--"

"Mon Dieu!”

Without any rhyme or reason, the girl suddenly lost her balance and fell into the boy's lap. She tried to get up only to fall down again. Her face soon turned red and she produced the familiar steam once again, right at the boy's face.

What is wrong with this girl, Kanako thought.

She looked at the boy and noticed his face also had turned red, though his was more of a pinkish color.

And then, he laughed.

He laughed and he laughed and he laughed, making Kanako even more confused to what's going on.

"W-what's so funny?" Kanako asked, her face flustered. She hated being the only one left out in this whole conversation.

"Not sure if you've noticed but your panties have been showing this whole time. My advice? Invest in something a little less short. But hey, you do you," the boy replied, before resuming his laugh once again.

Kanako, as you would expect. didn't take too kindly of this revelation.

She quickly pushed her skirt down with both hands as her face turned red as well. She couldn't believe this! She had flashed her undergarments twice today! First with that light-elementalist boy and now this boy!

"I-I-I-I-It's not my fault, you pervert! This skirt is an uniform from my old school so the length is totally normal! Y-y-y-you're the one looking up indecently! Y-y-y-y-y-you should know not to look up in the first place!"

Kanako said that but she didn't really mean it. She knew she was really to blame, being so careless that she stood right in front of a kneeling boy. But she simply couldn't accept that conclusion. Her pride couldn't take that. And speaking of being careless, she remembered that one time where she confiscated a photobook taken by a bunch of perverted boys containing pantyshots of pretty much every female student in her old school. When she sorted through it, she was amazed on how many angles and situations the boys could take the shoot. Of course, hers was in there as well so those boys pretty much ended up receiving quite the beating from her. From that incident, she knew just how susceptible her uniform was to creep shots. She would gladly wear a longer skirt if not for the fact that she loved wearing short skirts and dresses.

N-no, it was not because of some perverted reason. It's just because she loved the feeling of freedom it gave with the breeze going through her legs and thighs freely. She suspected it was because she was a wind elementalist, so it would be natural if she loved the feeling of the wind blowing to her skin. Long skirts just felt too stuffy for her.

H-honestly, if he had not mentioned the fact right to her face, she wouldn't be too mad at him looking at her panties. But for him to laugh about it, she felt terribly humiliated by the matter.

T-this didn't mean she's an exhibitionist or anything! It's just that she knew she was wearing a (relatively) short skirt so panty flashes could happen occasionally. Just... please don't mention it so she wouldn't be ashamed about it.

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