Yuuna's trembling fingers unclasped her bra, the fabric slipping from her shoulders and cascading to the ground, leaving her bare chest exposed to the cool air. Her panties followed, sliding down her thighs with a damp heaviness, a testament to just how aroused she was.
Now, she stood adorned only in a garter belt and net tights. Her full breasts and slick, aching pussy were shamelessly on display. The sheer indecency of her appearance made her cheeks burn with humiliation. If someone were to see her like this—even if this world was merely Kouhei's creation, born from his imagination—she would be labeled a depraved pervert.
She, Yuuna of the Great House of Sarushima, a woman raised with dignity and pride, groomed to be the perfect leader... no one was ever supposed to see her like this. No one was meant to witness her in such a scandalous state, vulnerable and exposed.