Kenoki took a deep shuddering breath to steady herself, “I’ll be fine.” She looked at Sukai, “Cadet Kenoki Hirahara. You should probably get to the hanger and tell them I might be a little late, but don’t tell them why.” The problem with Natsuko was her problem anyway, she didn’t need anybody else butting in. With that Kenoki left her food and set off in search of a place to find a clean shirt and change in private.
She found what she was looking for, a laundry room just a short ways up the hall. Opening the door, she found it dark inside and she assumed unoccupied. She stepped in and fumbled along the walls for the light switch, then flipped it on. The light revealed that the room was in fact occupied, by none other than a sleeping Natsuko.
Kenoki was surprised first, angry next. Quietly she closed the door and approached the sleeping Neko, unsure if she’d shout to wake her up or just kick her. But Kenoki stopped. She could see by the dampness on Natsuko’s uniform and the redness around her eyes that the Neko had been crying short moments ago.
And with that revelation, Kenoki let her anger go. Her shoulders fell slightly. She considered waking Natsuko but decided against it and went about her business as quietly as possible.
Kenoki started with her Jacket, trying carfuly to slip it off without dripping any of the natto onto her pants, which were luckily still clean. Unfortunately this effort resulted in some of the natto spilling inside her jacket and into her undershirt and bra. Dejectedly she looked down at the purple tank top style undershirt, wanting to curse but afraid to do so out loud which might awaken Natsuko. Kenoki sighed quietly, then reluctantly slipped of her undershirt. She started to unfasten her bra but paused at a sound from Natsuko. Kenoki waited to make sure that it wasn’t some sign of the Neko waking up, but so no further evidence of wakefulness. Kenoki finished undoing her bra and took it off.
She took the discarded clothing to one of the many washing machines in the room and placed them inside. Reading the instructions on the machine labels to make sure she had all the settings right then pressed the “Start” button. The Machine emitted a loud BEEEP suddenly that caused Kenoki to stumble back with a startled “Yipe!”
She found what she was looking for, a laundry room just a short ways up the hall. Opening the door, she found it dark inside and she assumed unoccupied. She stepped in and fumbled along the walls for the light switch, then flipped it on. The light revealed that the room was in fact occupied, by none other than a sleeping Natsuko.
Kenoki was surprised first, angry next. Quietly she closed the door and approached the sleeping Neko, unsure if she’d shout to wake her up or just kick her. But Kenoki stopped. She could see by the dampness on Natsuko’s uniform and the redness around her eyes that the Neko had been crying short moments ago.
And with that revelation, Kenoki let her anger go. Her shoulders fell slightly. She considered waking Natsuko but decided against it and went about her business as quietly as possible.
Kenoki started with her Jacket, trying carfuly to slip it off without dripping any of the natto onto her pants, which were luckily still clean. Unfortunately this effort resulted in some of the natto spilling inside her jacket and into her undershirt and bra. Dejectedly she looked down at the purple tank top style undershirt, wanting to curse but afraid to do so out loud which might awaken Natsuko. Kenoki sighed quietly, then reluctantly slipped of her undershirt. She started to unfasten her bra but paused at a sound from Natsuko. Kenoki waited to make sure that it wasn’t some sign of the Neko waking up, but so no further evidence of wakefulness. Kenoki finished undoing her bra and took it off.
She took the discarded clothing to one of the many washing machines in the room and placed them inside. Reading the instructions on the machine labels to make sure she had all the settings right then pressed the “Start” button. The Machine emitted a loud BEEEP suddenly that caused Kenoki to stumble back with a startled “Yipe!”