If all you could see was Hentai energy, then you would have seen a collection of masses of energy with vaporous wisps of similar energy swirling around between them. But then suddenly a gigantic but dim mass that dwarfed all others began to shine with an incredible light, and all the floating wisps pulled in toward the mass, spiraling in toward it, but held back from pouring into it by an invisible shell.
Despite the barrier the ambient hentai energy poured in closer, spiraling in faster, and as more hentai energy poured in from around in and crashed into spiraling mass around it, the sheer weight and speed caused a little of the growing mass to shoot from the two poles of rotation accelerated to impossible speeds.
Then the great light at the center dimmed again, and it was like the incredible gravity drawing the extra energy vanished. In an instant the swirling mass of Hentai energy flew outward like a million slings being released in every direction at once.
If Sakura had been in a state of deep meditation there's a slight possibility she might have noticed the sudden rush of hentai energy. Instead all she initially noticed was her anger at Ataru's lack of reaction.
With a scowl she straightened herself and turned away from Ataru's table. She took three steps before the stares and nosebleeds made her remember that her chest was still fully uncovered. Five seconds later she strode quickly out of the restaurant, her hands giving a few more tightening pulls on her belt.
Shaking her head Sakura looked around the street. Noting how while not crowded the street did have over a dozen men in it, men who were looking in her direction with curious gazes that she could turn into lustful stares so easily by. . . Suddenly realizing where her thoughts were heading she shook her head as she turned to one side. She paused concentrating on her hands that had started loosening her belt when she started thinking about opening her top and drinking in all that male attention. . . Sakura squeezed her eyes tight and forced herself to pull her hands away from her belt.
Sakura forced herself to mostly ignore her surroundings as she walked down the street, debating where to go. Looking down she considered the Miko's outfit had worn expecting a job to do. She had planned to drop by the school afterward to change into her school nurses outfit before heading home, but as she walked she contemplated weather she ought to rather skip that step and proceed home as fast as possible.
'Yes changing into something more revealing . . . No more informal! That's what I want, to put on my regular school outfit, the one that all the students in school gaze at me with such wonderfully lustful gazes as they fantasize about the so much sexier outfits in my closet or . . .' with a start Sakura gave her head a shake to try shifting her thoughts.
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