《Let's Imagine a Female Knight From Another World》V1 C5: Let's Imagine: Meeting my Mistress!
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"Seraphina."
I look at her intently.
"May I ask a question about my death?"
The girl in white smirked.
"So you've finally accepted you've died and want to learn about your death."
She sits back onto her throne.
"Some humans care not about how they died, so I don't share unless they ask, a rule of mine."
I gulp.
"D-did I die from embarrassment after flashing some dude?"
I tense up and wait for her answer.
Seraphina stares blankly.
"What? Flash?"
I stand up and put my hand to my chest.
"Knowing me, it must've been electrifying. Like WA-POW, now you know what panties I put on this morning!"
"Wa...Pow?"
The blue-haired angel looked in confusion.
"No, no, you aren't saying it right."
I hold my hands up for emphasis.
"WA-POW, OWN THAT PANTY FLASH GIRL, SAY IT WITH ME."
Seraphina looked to the floor.
"Wa...Wa...Pow."
"LOUDER!"
I scream and pull her up from her seat.
"WAAAA-POOOW."
Seraphina imitates me and gestures her hands up in the air.
"Wa-Pow!"
"NOW FLASH ME, FOR INCREASED EFFECT."
"W-what, no way?!"
Seraphina backed away.
"I'LL DO IT WITH YOU, WA-POW!"
I flip my skirt over to show my blue and white striped undergarment.
"EEEK!"
Seraphina blushed, covering her eyes.
I tilt my glasses and smirk.
"Now we're in the clear."
I jolt, giving her a thumbs-up.
"If you flash me, then we'll be Even Steven!"
"I-I'm the Headmistress of the Angelic Deities of this realm...I will not flash you!"
She says, stepping back once more, shielding herself with her forearm.
"What type of angel would you be to accept a flash from a lost lamb and not produce one in return?"
I point my finger, giving a smug look.
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"Shows how much you care for us humans; you think you're better than me, don't you!"
Seraphina gasps and takes a step forward.
"I don't! I'm here to help and give you heavenly advice!"
"Then I need you to help me, this once."
I extend my hand forward.
"SHOW ME YOUR PANTIES!"
Seraphina steps forward, takes a deep breath, and trembles, putting both of her small, delicate hands on her skirt.
"W-Wa-Pow.."
She displays her white undergarments having blue ribbons on the side of them.
"LOUDER, I WANT YOU TO MEAN IT, WA-POW!"
I flash her my panties once more.
"SAY IT WITH ME."
"WA-POW!"
We both beckon, syncing panty flashes.
"WA-POW, WA-POW, WA-POW, WA-POW!"
A door, transparent but still seeable, appears and opens up behind both of us. Another female, this one with long purple locks, enters the room and stops at the door in shock.
"WA-POW, WA-POW, WA-POW."
The purple-haired girl gets flashed several times by Seraphina.
"Eh, EHHH, WHAT'S GOING ON?!"
The purple-haired woman swiftly closed the gap between her and us.
"WA..,"
Seraphina stops mid-flash with panties showing while looking at the purple-haired female for a moment, then turns red.
"WAAAH!"
Seraphina starts to ball her eyes out while running to the purple-haired girl for comfort.
Tilting my glasses, I look the opposite way.
Maybe I went a bit too far...
. . .
"My name is Helena. And this is my apprentice, Seraphina."
She pats the head of the blue-haired angel now hiding behind her, gripping her long white dress.
"She was supposed to take my place for a bit and handle candidates while I was away."
Helena sighed.
"However, maybe she isn't ready for such a duty."
"I-It wasn't my fault!"
Seraphina ran from behind Helena and pointed at me.
"S-she tricked me; she's a despicable human that shouldn't be in our presence, your grace!"
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A bit taller than me, sized at about 5"6, Helena had an average yet curvy build. Her dress was also white, like Seraphina's but longer stopping above her knees. She also had golden sandals on to match her golden piercing eyes.
Seraphina was a bit shorter than I am, around 5"3, but had an average body like a child's, but her chest size was most unchildlike.
My glasses glare as I turn to Seraphine taking another glimpse of her enormous bosom.
"Eep!"
She runs back to hide behind Helena.
"What's your..."
I tilt my glasses, as a bit of drool comes from the side of my mouth.
"... Bust size?
Seraphina's eyes start to water.
"WAAAAH!"
She bursts into tears while clenching Helena's dress.
"There, there, my little angel."
Helena pats Seraphina's head once more.
"I'm sorry for my absence; being the Headmistress has me very busy as of late."
She sighs and walking over to the throne.
"W-wait?"
I look over to Seraphina who's eyes go white, full of anxiety.
"She told me she was the Headmistress!"
Helena sits down on her throne, looking like she belongs, fitting for her stature.
"Oh, did she now?"
Helena narrows her vision over to Seraphina.
"I wanted to get some respect from the humans! S-so I may have fibbed a little to get them to adhere to my words."
"A punishment is in order; you know what you did was wrong."
Seraphina looking dreary, turning her head to the floor.
"I-I know."
"No Ganshin Unpact for an entire month," Helena announced while raising her finger in the air.
"NOOOO!"
Seraphina drops to the floor and starts to whine.
Helena turns back to me and snaps her fingers. A chair, like the one I had before, appears behind me,
"Please, Sit."
I sat down on the wooden chair and looked at her as she was fairly close now.
She was quite stunning if human; I'd say she was around her early twenties and definitely a model.
"How much do you know as of now?"
I look up into the endless veil.
"Well, I know that I died, and apparently I didn't have a place in heaven or hell, so now I'm here to get judged or something."
Helena looks over to Seraphina, who's still pouting on the floor.
"At least she explained the gist of it."
Seraphina looks up and hicks.
"S-see, I can do my job!"
"I suppose."
She glances back over to me and puts both of her hands in her lap.
"Would you like to know how you died?"
"W-well, I suppose so-,"
Seraphina cuts me off by a soft snicker.
I look at her then Helena in concern and stand up from my chair.
"What's she laughing about? Did I seriously flash someone and die?"
Helena looks over to Seraphina in agitation.
In response, the blue-haired angel immediately stops giggling and jumps from the floor, holding her head up whistling.
The golden-eyed mistress looks over to me.
"No, it's not that."
I sigh of relief and let my shoulders rest.
"You had me there, I thought it was something-,"
"Oh, but it was most shameful."
She tilts her head up in thought.
"Perhaps even more embarrassing than flashing a total stranger."
My heart sank as I fell back into my chair.
I take a deep breath, straighten myself up and tilt my glasses forward with my shivering fingertips and clasp my hands together, still trembling.
"P-please...tell me everything."
. . .
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