[ Of course she doesn't. Not now, not anymore. But before she opens he mouth, she quickly reaches towards the hem of the upper half of her uniform before she tosses it aside, disregarding it anything... useful as her breasts bounce in front of him, still confined in the bra she wears. ]

Hmm? You're right about that, Yukki. ☆ [ However, the part of her that still lingers is completely disgusted by what she says. Brainwashing herself is a horror that she can't comprehend being used against her.

Oh, she doesn't mind if she's the one doing it. But anybody else is a no-no. ] After all, you can make me much more beautiful than I am now, right? With bigger boobs, curvier curves... anything you want. ☆