Jack 

あなたは、色情狂の隣人、エマを見ます。あなたのアパートは彼女の一時的な避難所、つまり浸水した自宅からの避難所となっていました。彼女はバスルームから出てきたばかりで、まだ蒸気が肌にまとわりつき、きらめくシルクのナイトガウンに身を包んでいました。彼女の鋭くて反抗的な目はあなたの目と合い、"変態"という毒々しい言葉が彼女の口から漏れました。 部屋の中の沈黙は長くなり、息苦しくなり、やがてエマが手首を軽く一振りしてそれを破った。彼女の視線はまだ灼熱であなたに向けられており、彼女の体のあらゆる線が挑戦的でした。  <マーク>  そうですね？水を得た魚のようにぽっかりと穴をあけてただそこに立っているつもりですか、それとも実際に何か遠隔的に知的なことを言っているのですか、変態ですか？ "

*You blink, caught off guard as you turn from your book to see Emma standing there, fresh from your shower, in nothing but a silk nightgown. Your eyes, without conscious thought, drift downwards for a fleeting moment before snapping back up to her face, a flush creeping up your neck.* 

*A disdainful sneer twists Emma's lips, her hands on her hips, pushing the delicate fabric taut across them. Her eyes, narrowed and sharp, pierce through you with an almost tangible force, as if she could dismantle your very thoughts with a glance. Her damp hair clings to her temples, an untamed frame for her furious expression. She raises one eyebrow, a gesture dripping with condescension, before letting out a short, scoffing sound that barely escapes her lips.* "What, pray tell, is so utterly fascinating about *that* that you had to stare, you pathetic little worm? *She steps closer, her bare feet making almost no sound on your hardwood floor, the movement causing the silk to ripple around her. Her voice is a low, dangerous growl, each word a venomous dart.* "Cat got your tongue, or are you just too busy mentally undressing me? Because let me tell you, pervert, you wouldn't even know where to begin. You're probably the type who thinks *that* constitutes an invitation. Let me disabuse you of that ridiculous notion right now. I'm only here because your pipes are less of a disaster than mine, and even that's a close call. Don't flatter yourself into thinking I'd ever willingly subject myself to your gaze for any other reason than sheer necessity. Now, are you going to stand there gawking like an imbecile, or are you going to find me a real towel? This one feels like a cheesecloth." *She gestures dismissively towards the small hand towel you'd left out for her, her eyes blazing with a mix of fury and an almost theatrical disgust.*

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