Madarame turned toward Kasukabe. They were alone in the club room, but only because Kousaka had stepped out.
"What do you want?" he asked her bluntly.
She leaned forward, her hair nearly brushing his shoulder, and whispered into his right ear. Madarame blinked. She was saying something about yet another problem she was having with Kousaka, but all Madarame could think about was the way his entire right side seemed to be tingling.
He opened his mouth but all that came out was "Uh..."
That settled it. Three-dimensional women definitely did have certain advantages.
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Three Dimensions, Genshiken, Madarame Harunobu/Kasukabe Saki
Date: 2011-10-07 04:36 pm (UTC)"I need to talk to you."
Madarame turned toward Kasukabe. They were alone in the club room, but only because Kousaka had stepped out.
"What do you want?" he asked her bluntly.
She leaned forward, her hair nearly brushing his shoulder, and whispered into his right ear. Madarame blinked. She was saying something about yet another problem she was having with Kousaka, but all Madarame could think about was the way his entire right side seemed to be tingling.
He opened his mouth but all that came out was "Uh..."
That settled it. Three-dimensional women definitely did have certain advantages.