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"Akitsu-chan, try these on!" I say as I hand Akitsu a pile lingerie for her to try.

"Of course, Mistress," she says as hands me back the underwear and starts to undo the chains connecting her kimono. She-

"No, Akitsu-chan, not out here in the open!" I say as I point to the dressing rooms. "In there.”

"Yes, Mistress," Akitsu says as she takes the underwear back and slowly shuffles to the dressing room.

Haruhime and I follow her, and sit down on some chairs in front of the dressing room.

"So ummm, S-Saya," comes the low voice of Haruhime.

"Yes, Haru-chan?"

Haruhime looks at me, a little taken aback by nickname. "‘Haru-chan?’"

"Yeah, sorry. Haruhime-chan is a bit long, so I shortened it to Haru-chan. Do... you not like it?"

Haruhime face turns bright read. "N-No, don't get the wrong idea. I do like it, I just didn't expect it."

"Yea, sorry I caught you off guard."

"It's ok, Saya."

"Anyway, what did you want me for, Haru-chan?"

Haruhime’s voice stays low as she asks, "How long has Akitsu been your Sekirei?"

I feel her emotions through the bond; there is a sense of nervousness. That seems understandable, considering she suddenly has emotional connection to someone she only met an hour ago.

"First of all, relax a little bit. There’s nothing to feel nervous about. Second, I've only been Akitsu's Ashikabi since last night."

"How did you find her?"

"I'm an adjuster for the Sekirei plan, or rather I was. Akitsu was the last Sekirei I adjusted. I kinda saved her from her previous adjuster after he tried to-"

"Mistress."

I'm interrupted by the sound of Akitsu's voice. I turn to look at Akitsu and almost have a heart attack. She had come out wearing a yellow lace bra and matching panties. They left little to the imagination, and her top seems to push up her chest, making it look even bigger. Although, somehow, the yellow didn't quite suit her.

"You look beautiful Akitsu-chan, but try a different color."

Akitsu nods and disappears back into the dressing room. I look back at Haruhime to see her staring down at her chest. The bond tells me she is a bit envious of Akitsu, and feels she is somewhat inferior to her.

"Haru-chan."

"Yes, Saya?"

"I know how you feel. You think Akitsu is prettier than you. I feel the same way around you and her. You both are otherworldly beings with beauty that goes beyond normal human standards. How can I compare to either of you?"

"That's not true! You're beautiful, too, and I'm glad you're my Ashikabi. I was afraid I was going to get someone ugly."

"Well thank you, Haru-chan. Tell you what, go pick out something you like and model it for me."

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