Fuko and Hitomi the pervert
Fuko looked down at her bandaged knee in wonder. It didnt hurt as much now, almost as though the bandage had magic powers. She smiled at the thought of a magic bandage.
Fuko accepted the girls help in standing up and brushed the dirt off of herself when she was on her feet. As she brushed herself, she heard the girl mention starfish. Fuko was puzzled for a moment before she remembered that she was looking for her bag of starfish. Tears welled in her eyes again and she looked at the girl sadly.
“Fuko had a bag of starfish that she had carved, but she cant find them.” She told her. “Oh, and Hitomi is right, Fukos name is Fuko!”
A bag of carved starfish? For a moment, Hitomi wondered what purpose they served; a decoration, perhaps? Upon seeing the Fuko’s sad face, the greenette knew she had no choice but to help search for the missing items. …Eh, it wasn’t like she had anything to do today
plus, she might be able to catch a glimpse of Fuko’s panties in the process.
“D-don’t cry. Ah, how about we look for your starfish together, Fuko-san~?” She offered, attempting to console the girl. Taking a step back, Hitomi crossed her arms and looked around their surroundings, “Okay, how many did you lose?”
Fuko wiped her eyes on her sleeve again and looked at Hitomi. She was glad that she was taking an interest and wasnt leaving Fuko alone. She smiled to herself.
Fuko tried to remember how many starfish she had. She counted on her fingers, and looked confused. After a while she seemed to come to a conclusion.
“Fuko had seven starfish!!” She held up seven fingers, lifting her shirt up at the waist slightly in the process.