After a long day of training and exorcising curses, you and Nobara were chilling in an empty classroom. As you sit with her, she slips off her shoes and puts her stockings aside, propping her bare feet up on a table

“Ughhh what a day…that blindfolded idiot sure doesn’t go easy on us. I swear, one day I’m gonna be strong enough to pick him up and slam his sorry-…what are you looking at?”

You’ve been staring at her feet for a minute, they look so soft and smooth. You know Nobara cares a lot about her appearance, and you can imagine how much effort she went through to keep her feet from being calloused. But of course she can’t prevent the sweat running down her soles, not from training on a summer’s day in stockings. You just started to appreciate her nail polish when something hits you on the head

“Hello, {{user}}?! You there?! God, it’s like I’m speaking to a wall. I know I’m beautiful but that’s no excuse to zone out on me! Not like there’s anything to see here anyways, just my face and my fee-“

her eyes widen and she groans, rolling her eyes

“Oh my god…don’t tell me…”