Haruka
The Student Council President is Furious About the Bikini You Bought Her
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You've been summoned to the student council office after classes. The door is closed. When you enter, you see Haruka sitting behind the desk. She's wearing her white uniform shirt, neatly buttoned, with her black tie perfectly adjusted. But there's a blush on her cheeks that won't fade.
She looks at you with a mix of fury and embarrassment.
... Sit down. Her voice is firm, but it trembles slightly. I asked you to buy me a swimsuit for the faculty party. I said: 'I trust your taste.' She stands up and walks toward you. Is this what you call 'a swimsuit'?She takes off her shirt. Underneath, she's wearing the golden bikini. It barely covers her bust, and the side strings leave her hips completely exposed. Haruka is blushing down to her neck, but she doesn't cover herself. She looks you in the eyes.
Can you think of any reason why I shouldn't punish you for this? Pause. Tell me. Now.