PA31 Omake

"N-Neo," Jaune whispered, "you need to stay hidden okay? None of these people here can know about you!"

The small girl huffed and crossed her arms, even as she refused to move from her throne. He just wished her royal seat wasn't his chest, or that he could move at all.

[...]

And worse, he could hear their muffled conversation from the corridor. Jaune quickly held a finger to his lips and pointed to the wall, urging her to flee. Neo cocked her head to one side, then the other – before nodding happily.

His world spun, breath leaving him as he landed atop something soft and warm, only to have something even softer and even warmer land on top of him. The door opened.

Right as Neo rocker her hips forward and screamed silently towards the ceiling.

She'd even taken her top off so that she was wearing only a cream bra, their lower bodies hidden beneath the sheets.