"This...this is not really an investigation technique, is it??" a red-haired girl asked between squeals as a red-eyed, blonde-haired older girl slowly let her hands under her shirt.
"No, but it'll get you talking..." Seras commented, smiling at the girl, eager to let her tongue over her neck; "...you're really sure you haven't seen anything strange lately?"
"Uhm-m-m...n-no! Nothing! I haven't seen anything! I swear!" the girl whimpered as Seras' gloved hands reached for her breasts.
"Oh? And you swear on your dear, little virginity?" Seras teased, the girl catching herself panicking at that word.
"OK! OK! I'll tell you what I know!" she screamed, Seras removing herself from the girl, a slight dissapointment clearly visible from her sad smile.
"Alright, cutie; what did you see?" Seras asked, finding her noteblock and pencil as she made ready to write down what she would be told.
"L-last night, just before we turned in, I saw...well, I saw that Sakura girl walking down the hallway, some red-haired woman in a leather suit holding her hand and walking out the door!"
"Wow, and that didn't make you bolt for the headmistress' office?" Seras asked sarcastically, but nevertheless let her pencil skate over and write down the girl's story.
"No! It...it isn't normal! You can't just enter the school all of a sudden!" the girl said, beginning to sob; "Sa-...Sakura-chan's girlfriend burst into tears today during math; she misses her so much..."
"Aww...look, cutie, I'm sorry, OK?" Seras said, patting the sobbing girl's shoulder; "I swear I'll find that red-haired bitch and handcuff her real good!"
"...Thank you, Ms. Victoria..." the girl said, letting out a last sob, Seras whipping the girl's tears away with her thumb.
"Now, return to class...or where you'd like to hang out, and keep an eye out for your friends, OK?" Seras said, standing up.
"I will, miss; count on that..." the girl said, giving a final smile at Seras, running off.
"...Fuck; they're not as appealing when they're crying out loud..." Seras sighed, smiling at herself; "...well, a leather lady's better than a weeping schoolgirl."
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