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[ He isn't, and in face the little smirk he gives her after she speaks up probably speaks volumes more than whatever else he could say. To think he didn't want to, please. He might've come here to think, but Koji wasn't about to pass up any chance offered to him like this and even if he did, Junko's scent wouldn't have even allowed him to in the first place. He considers saying something like that, but he thinks better of that, instead snorting and bringing his small hands with those delicate fingers up to cup both of her breasts. Even in the dim light of his crawlspace, though... ]

What, did all your bras stop fitting because they're turning into jugs?

[ He can't help but being a little shit ]