Shingyo Style Secrets [Shishiyuki, Makoto]

That was a request Shishiyuki had absolutely not anticipated from Makoto, and she had to admit that, in this particular setting, even with her own lack of awareness of these sorts of things, she was a tad bit embarrassed at the thought. Of course, that was swiftly pushed aside, as she reminded herself of their relationship as teacher and student, and she paid no mind to the heat of embarrassment in her chest.

"Certainly, Makoto. I would be perfectly happy to."

Making her way to Makoto's side, Shishiyuki wrapped her arms around the younger woman and pulled her into a comforting embrace, as she had previously. The situation did make the whole affair seem a bit different, but Makoto had requested it, and Shishiyuki did not believe it would be fair to deny her simply because of how others might have theoretically taken it. Running her hands gently through Makoto's hair, Shishiyuki simply smiled, enjoying the quiet tranquility of the moment.

"Is this sufficient?"

That was probably a bit more but it did feel nice and she wanted it to help her relax, it wasn't really fair on her if they spent this whole time all tightly wound up even if Makoto here was the only one that was feeling that way between them. Maybe she just wasn't prepared to be pulled into an embrace.

No clothes. The fact just bounced around in her head while she leaned back into the arms and tried to control her breathing. There was no reason her heart should be beating so quick or that head was sore from all the neurons firing in a frantic panic to make sense of the situation. It. Was. A. Big. Deal.

At least that's what she told herself and sure enough, after a little bit of just focusing on the act itself and letting her mind settle down. It did feel quite nice and relaxing, blissful really.

"Yes. It does."

It was certainly a bit unusual for Shishiyuki to be holding anyone so close when in a situation like this, but she would not have considered simply denying her student the request. She had a suspicion that this sort of earnest affection was not something Makoto received often.

Perhaps it was simply her imagination, but she felt as though Makoto's heartbeat was rather swift as she ran her hand down her young pupil's back. Was she nervous in this sort of situation? She supposed that was wholly reasonable, given the closeness between the two of them, and the intimacy of it. But all she could do was continue to assure her, keep her mind at peace.

"I am very glad to hear that."

Shishiyuki held her just a tad bit closer at that thought, more or less on instinct. It was simply in her nature to be protective of those she cared for, she supposed, and Makoto was certainly dear to her.

Took nice and long breathes while trying to settle herself down in this situation, it was one that she never actually imagined herself being in. She just needed to navigate it right. The hand down her back sure did surprise her, push her forward a little bit to give her room to move. She bit her lip when she was pulled just that little bit closer.

"Can we just sit like this for a bit? I probably need to go soon."

She wasn't keeping track of the time but she didn't want to be late, it'd look awfully bad to Julian if she showed up late. Makoto didn't care about her image but how people perceived her work ethic was a facet she did care about.

"Certainly, Makoto. We can stay here as long as you wish."

Shishiyuki was not entirely certain what it was about a situation like this that she was so willing to allow. Normally, she would have considered this far too personal, far too intimate. She kept others at more than an arm's length, even her niece, out of duty to her family. And yet, here she was, holding this young woman close in her arms without any concern for the situation.

"We ought to do this again, the next time you are free."

The words simply came naturally, even if at first she had thought she really ought not say them. Why not? Was there something about their relationship or the situation which meant she should be concerned about an offer like that?

Of course not.

"Alright. That sounds nice."

She didn't dislike this situation, it was awkward but she thought- hoped that it would fade over time. If it continued, Makoto still couldn't really put her finger on it but it did feel weird like a gnawing feeling at the back of her mind. She stayed there a bit longer, until she felt like it was time to go being three hours early was better than being a minute late after all.

"I think it's time I went."

Makoto tried to squeeze out of the embrace and get ready to leave. It did kind of bother her to have to go, that was a new feeling. The idea of doing something other than forcing herself to work was an alien one for her.

"That is a shame. I would certainly have hoped we had a while longer, but I would not dream of asking you to avoid your duties."

If there was one thing that Shishiyuki understood very well, it was adherence to one's duties. With a touch of reluctance on her own end, she released Makoto from her embrace, and stood to dry herself off and dress once more. This had been rather exceptionally calming for her, in truth, and she would be all too glad to repeat it.

"I hope today's lessons have proven productive for you. Do your best to apply them, and I will look forward to your return."

The thought crossed Shishiyuki's mind to spend a bit more time on Earth, but that did seem as though it might be a bit much, didn't it? Yet, even so, there was something about it which she felt drawn to. She would have to think a bit more on that.

"Uh huh. See you when I get back."

She dried herself off hastily to try and get dressed and disappear, she did consider about trying to dry her hair first but the thought of just maybe being late meant that she wasn't going to waste time with it.

"Thank you very much, Shishiyuki."

Looking presentable though a bit wet around the hair and Makoto bid farewell. She hoped that she was a little bit ahead of Julian and his errands. Makoto was a little competitive in that she wanted to be there before he was, even if he got there early. She was the type of person that wanted to be there first.