Kenji: (snippily) "Why should I apologize? It's the truth. I guess I'll apologize for phrasing it badly."

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You glare right back at her. "I've never heard of anyone ever having to apologize for telling the truth."

It only takes two strides for Rin to stalk over to you and grab you by the collar of your uniform. Before you could react, she bodily lifts you off the ground. For somebody who's about a foot shorter then you, she's surprisingly strong.

"Okay, okay!" you gasp. "I apologize for phrasing it so crudely. Holy shit, put me down!"

She puts you back down on the ground with surprising restraint, but doesn't let go of your uniform collar. "You perverted, incorrigible...!"

She's still holding your uniform and by her angry mutters, it doesn't seem likely that she'll calm down soon. If she's not going to let go of you, you'll just have to grab her as well, if only to try to get away from the crazy bitch. You reach out and grope her chest through her shirt.

She lets out an alarmed squeal and pushes you away, quickly backing away. To your great surprise, your body does not fly through a window and become a bloody smear on the pavement. It only slams against the ground a foot away from her. You quickly clamber back to your feet.

Suddenly, the anger and embarrassment in her face drains aways, the color of her face shifting away from a dangerous scarlet blush, and it seems to be replaced by a cunning look. She slowly walks back over to you. You take a step back from her and, thankfully, she stops when you do.

"I think we got off to a bad start," she whispers. Her voice is low and seductive. "Meet me at my house this evening, at 6 p.m." She takes a small scrap of paper from a nearby desk and writes an address on it. She then holds it in front of you like a gift.

You get the impression she's up to something.

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