Climbing Makoto would be the safer bet. He knew that if she just saw him on the ground she wouldn't think twice about him just being another bug. Thankfully since her legs were still crossed it wouldn't take him....the ground beneath him began to stir.
Makoto felt an itch on her left leg and began absent mindlessly scratching at it. This cause her leg to shake, which Akira felt every second of. He used all his strength to remain on board, barely avoiding her proding fingers as they scraped across the landscape.
Unfortunately, after she was done, her foot went back to the floor, causing Akira to practically be right back to square one. "This isn't good." Standing there on the top of her shoe really gave Akira a sense of just how small he really was. Even her finger could completely crush him if he wasn't extremely careful. Against all odds, the miniature leader of the Phantom Thieves began climbing his close friend.
Meanwhile Makoto just couldn't focus. She didn't know whether to be angry at Akira ditching her, or worried about whatever illness he could have. He coulda at least had the decency to tell me he was leaving...
Still she couldn't help but think of what Futaba had said. Akira went to the doctor's early. If he was sick, then why did he even agree to help her, and if he wasn't sick, why did he go to the doctor's?
She had tried to text and even call him but to no avail. His phone seemed to be off. Unbeknownst to her of course, his phone was very much destroyed and nestled into the groves of her left shoe.
She sent a quick message to Futaba. "Tell me if Akira-kun comes home, ok? I wanna figure out whether he's sick or just ditched our work."
With that out of her head, she tried to return to the boring paperwork that she knew would consume her entire evening.
Meanwhile back with Akira, he had begun climbing his friend's left leg.
It was only halfway through his climb he remembered one very important detail. Makoto was in her Shujin Uniform right now, which meant she was wearing a skirt. Granted, her leggings made it not quite as "open" but he still couldn't help but blush every time he looked up.
As he got to the precipice of her inner thigh, he realized he had to make a choice. He still had a long way to go, but he would have to climb up one of two ways.
Either he climbed up....inside her skirt. Akira shook his head. He couldn't possible pick that option. Makoto was a close confidant and the strategist of his team. Going near her...nether regions wouldn't do him any good, even if she did feel him.
The other options was to climb the outside of her skirt. There would be a greater chance of him being spotted, but he could avoid any awkward explanations later.
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