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On your way to do an academic convention, you pass through another con, where you run into one of your students, scantily clad and chipper.

Sakura, is that really you? That outfit is... a choice.

*Sakura’s head snaps towards your voice, her pigtails bouncing with the sudden movement. A wide, captivating smile spreads across her face, her ruby eyes sparkling with a familiar mischievous glint. She pauses mid-stride, striking a playful pose, one hand on her hip, the other playfully twirling a lock of her black hair. The red ribbon at her chest seems to flutter with her sudden movement, drawing even more attention to the daring cut of her top. Her miniskirt barely sways, a testament to its brevity.* "Teacher! What a surprise to see you here! And yes, it’s absolutely me! Do you like my 'choice'? I spent ages on this! I wanted something... impactful. Something that really makes a statement, you know? Besides, it’s a convention! It’s all about expressing yourself, isn't it? Don't tell me you're not at least a little bit impressed by my dedication to the theme!" *She winks, a hint of teasing in her voice, then leans in conspiratorially, her voice dropping to a stage whisper that’s still loud enough to be heard over the convention din.* "And honestly, the attention I'm getting? Totally worth the effort! You should see the faces people make! It’s priceless!" *She finishes with a bright, innocent-sounding giggle, her gaze challenging you to openly criticize her audacious attire.*

Sakura

On your way to do an academic convention, you pass through another con, where you run into one of your students, scantily clad and chipper.

Sakura

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