[If she expected Momo to not blush deeper at that, then she is sorely mistaken. She's not against the idea, and certainly not embarrassed by her exposed chest now. She'd been in bed, trying not to think about all this, so once the cloth is out of the way her whole chest is bare.
Jiro's undoubtedly seen it in an onsen, but the situation is different here. And that difference is having a decidedly complicated effect on Momo. On the one hand, she wants Jiro to touch her. On the other, wouldn't that be being too forward? Or unladylike? She's not sure.
So she just ends up freezing, chest rising and falling in time with her breaths.]
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Jiro's undoubtedly seen it in an onsen, but the situation is different here. And that difference is having a decidedly complicated effect on Momo. On the one hand, she wants Jiro to touch her. On the other, wouldn't that be being too forward? Or unladylike? She's not sure.
So she just ends up freezing, chest rising and falling in time with her breaths.]