Naked Nyaa-nsense!

But then, something shiny caught her eye. “Nya!” [What, a laser pointer dot?]

On her cluttered table sat the mysterious device she had found earlier during her patrols—a strange gadget that was glowing and emitting a soft hum, as if it was just begging to be tinkered with. Her curiosity piqued, Narumi's thoughts of clothes drifted away entirely. Her heterochromatic eyes lit up with childlike fascination as she abandoned her search for an outfit and picked up the device, cradling it in her hands.

"Nyaa, what do these buttons do?" she murmured, running her fingers over its smooth surface. The glowing buttons blinked enticingly under her touch.

Narumi flopped backwards onto her bed, the springs creaking softly under her weight. She nestled herself into a comfortable position in her pile of plushies and pillows, as she continued playing with the device. Her legs dangled lazily off the edge of the bed while her tail curled to one side, flicking with idle amusement as she stared up at the gadget held above her head like some sort of treasure.

Narumi’s head tilted as she started pressing buttons, her face an expression of childlike wonder. "Hehe, let's see what this thing can do!" The lights on the device flashed various colours, and a soft whirr began to emanate from it, causing Narumi to perk up. “Nya? What’s it—”

The door eased open with a gentle creak. [Should oil that]

Emi stepped into the room, balancing a tray of steaming hot milk tea and freshly baked scones with unexpected coordination. "Narumi-chan, I brought you something to—"

Emi’s words died a swift and merciful death as she froze mid-step, her wide green eyes peeking over her glasses. There, in all her naked glory, was Narumi— sprawled out on her bed, legs slightly parted, holding a suspicious whirring, glowing device. The sight alone was enough to send a wave of shock through Emi. [Murphy's Law of Compromising Positions: 1, Narumi: 0]

Narumi, whose situational awareness apparently rivalled that of a distracted goldfish, jumped at the sound of Emi's snack announcement. [She didn’t notice the creaky door??] She fumbled with the device, which—naturally—tumbled from her hands and landed in the worst possible position between her legs. "Nyaa! Emi-chan! you scared me, nya!" Her cheeks flushed pink as she met Emi's stunned gaze. [Murphy's Law of Compromising Positions: 2, Narumi: 0]

Emi's delicate, elven features turned crimson behind her glasses, and she stammered in disbelief. "N-Narumi-chan... w-what are you...?" [It’s not what you think Emi, we swear!]

But before Narumi could offer any explanation—not that her explanation would have helped—who else could have stormed into the room but Yui, her small horns catching the afternoon light as she burst in with her usual fierce intensity, Mochi fluttering nervously above her head. "Emi-chan, I thought I told you not to…"

Yui's voice trailed off fast, her irritation evaporating like morning dew in a desert as she took in the scene. Narumi, still butt naked, now sat upright on her bed with the glowing, whirring device still positioned suspiciously between her soft thighs. The color drained from Yui's face before rapidly turning into a deep crimson flush that would have made an Aelio tomato jealous. [Murphy's Law of Compromising Positions: 3, Na—]

"N-N-Narumi-chan! W-What are you doing!?" Yui shrieked, her voice climbing several octaves higher than should be humanly possible, her arms flailing like a windmill in a hurricane as she struggled to process the absurd scene in front of her.

Narumi flashed her usual playful grin, still blissfully unaware of the misunderstanding. "Nya, look what I found! It's got all these cool buttons! I think it might explode if I press the wrong one, though, hehe~" [What is that explanation!!?]

There was a moment of perfect silence.

Yui's eye twitched comically, her petite frame trembling as she huffed and threw her hands up in the air, causing Mochi to take startled flight again. "Narumi-chan, you... you BAKA! Put some clothes on already!"

Blinking in confusion, Narumi’s eyes slowly drifted down to her own body as if just now discovering the revolutionary concept of nudity. "Nyaa?! Oh! Right! I was changing!" she blurted, blushing and scratching her head sheepishly.

Yui, red-faced and flustered beyond belief, grabbed a nearby plushie and hurled it straight at Narumi with the precision of a well-trained sniper. Pofun! The fluffy toy smacked squarely into Narumi's face, knocking her back into her pile of plushies and pillows. [Critical hit! It's super effe—]

"Keep your weird hobbies to yourself and get dressed!" Yui shouted, her face still flushed as she spun on her heel and stormed off, her ponytail bobbing with every step as she exasperatedly muttered something unintelligible under her breath.

Narumi peeked over the fluffy heap, still giggling to herself, her tail flicking in amusement as Emi stood there, wide-eyed and frozen, still processing what just happened. Above them, Mochi circled uncertainly, letting out a confused piyoyoyoo.