[ Of all the surreal things that've happened today, that request is one of the hardest to understand.
Waking up some place he didn't expect to be? Not the first time. Strange girls who are more than they seem? Yoshiki can wrap his mind around that. Horrors in the woods that take your face? Unfortunately, he knows all too much about them. Being asked for his pants by a girl he just met? That's new.
But there has to be a reason she's asking, and so, after only a moment's incomprehension, Yoshiki drops his stick and scrabbles at his belt. It's an awkward, clumsy struggle to get his pants off over his shoes, and he thinks about how stupid a way this would be to die, and he's glad he wore boxers today, and his cheeks must be as red as his bleeding knee as he wads up his pants and tosses them to her underhand.
The thing stands at the edge of the clearing, still grinning, its shoulders heaving silently like some awful parody of laughter. ]
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Waking up some place he didn't expect to be? Not the first time. Strange girls who are more than they seem? Yoshiki can wrap his mind around that. Horrors in the woods that take your face? Unfortunately, he knows all too much about them. Being asked for his pants by a girl he just met? That's new.
But there has to be a reason she's asking, and so, after only a moment's incomprehension, Yoshiki drops his stick and scrabbles at his belt. It's an awkward, clumsy struggle to get his pants off over his shoes, and he thinks about how stupid a way this would be to die, and he's glad he wore boxers today, and his cheeks must be as red as his bleeding knee as he wads up his pants and tosses them to her underhand.
The thing stands at the edge of the clearing, still grinning, its shoulders heaving silently like some awful parody of laughter. ]