[ for what may be the first time, yukari hits haru with the patented flat Yukari Stare, albeit a bemused version rather than the withering glare that cowed most people into silence. ]

Haru-chan, it doesn't matter if I have or not. [ she rolls her eyes before leaning in to give haru a proper, gentle kiss. ] I think you look great. Really, [ she trails kisses down her neck, ] really, [ then peppers her chest with more feather light kisses, ] great.

And whenever you want to take off my shirt, I'm more than ready, [ yukari adds while kissing the tops of her breasts. the husky edge to her voice that's crept back into her voice makes it more than clear that she's ready for a whole lot more than that, too. ]