Before going home, Takeda noticed he had left his home keys inside the locker of the athletics club. There wasn't much to do about it: he's always been a blockhead and, as the saying goes, the one who doesn't have head better have legs.
While he approached the door, the locker's key in hand, he noticed a shadow inside the room from the window. It seemed to notice him, since it disappeared in a heartbeat. Takeda was now challenged on what to do.
Was there a burglar? A vandal? Whoever it was, it'd have to face him. He resolutely unlocked the door. In a corner, scared, there was a familiar figure: Mikoto Sasaki, the club manager.
She was definitely caught in the act of changing clothes, and wore only her bloomers. Almost sobbing, she waved to Takeda, who stood motionless on the doorway, then decided to close the door behind him. Sasaki-san then stood up, covering her breasts with her hands.
Takeda was stunned. The sight of a (mostly) naked Sasaki, looking at him with tearful eyes, made him feel a wave of tenderness, mixed with a hint of excitement. Trying to contain his feelings, he looked away from her and tried to excuse himself. "Sorry... I didn't mean to..." were the only words that could come from his mouth. He motioned going out the door, but something stopped. It was Sakaki-san, holding a sleeve of his shirt.
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