Urusei Retcon: Let's strip out those spirits! [Episode 200949]

Sakura instinctively directed a glare at Ataru, opening her mouth in preparation to deliver a quick rebuke. Then she shut her mouth and looked down the hall. "I, I should change into something less restrictive, could you please help me to my room?"

As Ataru adjusted his position supporting her, Sakura glanced at him. 'I suppose I can trust him, at least as long as he doesn't figure too much out.'

As the two walked down the hall to Sakura's room, her eyes kept darting from his face, to where his hand was tucked under her arm. However despite his frequent sideways glances, he never actually tried to move that hand, instead focusing on keeping it where it supported her as she walked.

Sakura turned her head back toward the wall, and halted and reached out her hand to open the door to her room. Resting her shoulder against the doorframe, Sakura raised her other arm off Ataru's shoulder, extending her hand to grab the doorframe above him.

Ataru ducked his head down as he gave a half step back to move his head behind her now outstretched arm. His other hand pulled back from under her arm to her back, then slid down her back, rubbed her butt for several seconds before gently squeezing.

Sakura stood in the doorway, ignoring the sensation of Ataru's hand stroking her ass as she looked down at the three disease spirits which jumped out of her in response. As he started squeezing a little, she narrowed her eyes and strode forward, stepping over the fourth and fifth spirit that had jumped out in response.

Ataru stood still for a moment, his eyes watching Sakura's backside wiggle as she walked into the room. With a little chortle he started in after her. Then he paused at the sight of her suddenly pausing and raising her Gohei into the air once again. He took a half step back as she suddenly pivoted and struck down at the air between them with a cry of "Evil Spirits Depart!"

"Um, this is a shrine maiden thing right?"

Sakura looked up at Ataru and smiled. "Purifying spirits is indeed that," she replied, noting that Ataru had been too focused on her to look down at the spirits.

She turned back to her closet, and then paused to take a deep breath. Then she took another breath, marveling at how effortless breathing was for her now. To say nothing of the sweetness of the air with her sinuses unclogged. Her eyes slid from her closet were she had several loose hanging outfits to the smallish robe hanging on a peg on the wall.

Sakura considered Ataru, whose presence she could feel behind her. Part of her felt angry at his presence in her room, but mostly she was relishing how good it felt to breathe better. 'Of course that's just a start, my joints are still aching, my lymph nodes are still swollen, my heart's still got an irregular feel to it ... Hmm, constriction in my nipples, a slight vaginal discharge ... Maybe it's a condition that couldn't manifest symptoms until a few disease spirits left?'

Sakura raised her hands to her jacket’s first button. Then she let her fingers slip off it, then slip off it again.

"Wait, let me help," Ataru called out as he hopped forward. Halting an inch behind Sakura he snaked both hands around her, grabbing the top button of her jacket and deftly unbuttoning it. Letting go, his hands slid out to stroke her breasts for a few moments before sliding down the second button.

Sakura kept still, her eyes watching as Ataru maintained the same pattern while undoing every button on her jacket. Opening it in the front, he pulled it open and slipped his hands onto Sakura's blouse underneath. His hands traced the path back up to her chest, undoing each of her blouse's buttons between gropes.

'Twenty one, Twenty two, Twenty three,' She counted as the disease spirits continued to jump out of her body.