Satoru's surprised when Suguru kneels before her like that. Suddenly feeling shy, Satoru blushes, not sure how to react to this. It feels wrong, accepting something like this from Suguru. Like she's taking advantage of her friend. But Satoru also wants to try to trust her and obey her, and she's pretty sure that Suguru is being more genuine this time, not keeping Satoru at a distance.

"Are you sure?" Satoru asks, but she lifts her hips as instructed, helping to wiggle out of her pants and underwear. "You don't gotta. Um."

She can't close her legs with Suguru between them, but her knees tilt inward to try and preserve a tiny bit of modesty, feeling bashful about being exposed before Suguru. With the skimpy costumes she wears, Satoru's thoroughly waxed, leaving only a little tuft of white hair on her mound.