Rachel watched Leopoldine leave, her exasperation and confusion still present. She turned to Alice, her voice tinted with disbelief. "Seriously, Alice? You're really going to chat with her?"

  Alice blushed even deeper, but there was a spark of interest in her eyes that betrayed her true feelings. She shrugged, her voice a mixture of shyness and eagerness. "I-I don't see why not. She knows a lot about languages, and she is...kind of charming, in her own way."

  Rachel sighed, still not quite understanding Alice's fascination with Leopoldine. "Yeah, but she's also a total..." she paused to lean in closer to Alice, her face mere inches away. "PERVERT, Alice!”

  Alice's face went bright red as Rachel leaned in, her close proximity making her heart race. She nodded frantically, her voice a flustered whisper. "I-I know, I know, but...but I can't help it. She's just...different, you know? There's something about her that's...intriguing, even if it's just in an academic sense, I swear!”

  Rachel rolled her eyes, still not fully convinced by Alice's explanations. "Oh please! You're just fascinated by her lewd remarks and flirtations towards your dark skin! She's just a pervert who-" Rachel's rant was interrupted by the loud, obnoxious sound of Leopoldine's voice calling from afar.

  "Darling~!”

  Leopoldine's voice echoed through the hallway, the sweet tone of her call sending a shiver down Alice's spine. She looked in the direction where the voice came from, a mix of anticipation and dread in her eyes.

  Rachel, however, rolled her eyes again, her patience visibly thinning. "Ugh, here she goes again. Can't she go just one day without being perverted?”

  Leopoldine approached the group again, her smirk still in place. "Oh, there you are, my darlings~" She cooed as she stopped in front of them. Her gaze lingered on Alice, her smirk growing as she observed the girl's flustered state.

  Rachel stepped in front of Alice, protecting her from Leopoldine's overly-forward advances. "Back off, you perverted creep! Go back to your job! Matter of fact, I hope they fire your ass for being M.I.A!”

  Leopoldine chuckled, unimpressed by Rachel's intervention. "Oh, you're so protective, aren't you? How endearing." Her smirk persisted as she took a step back, albeit reluctantly.

  "But I suppose you're right, I do have a duty to attend to," she said with a shrug. "Just keep an eye on my pretty little Alice for me, won't you? I'll be back for more...cultural exchange soon. But before I leave, I do have a little...parting gift~"

  Before anyone could respond, she bent over and reached under the skirt of her uniform, tugging down her undergarments. Rachel and Zalgo's eyes turned to saucers as she held out her lacy red panties to Alice with a giggle and a knowing smirk.

  Alice's face went from red to burning crimson as she stumbled back in shock. Rachel's jaw dropped in disbelief, too stunned to react at first. Leopoldine, on the other hand, smirked victoriously, seemingly proud of her vulgar display.

  "For you, my sweet~" Leopoldine purred, holding the lacy panties out to Alice.

  Finally, Rachel gathered her bearings and swatted the panties out of Leopoldine's hand. "NO!! Just go!!! This is too much!”

  Leopoldine pouted dramatically, pretending to be hurt by Rachel's rejection. "Oh, you're such a ruiner of fun, you know that?" She feigned sadness, looking at Rachel with exaggerated sadness in her eyes.

  Rachel's irritation, however, had reached its tipping point. "Ruining your fun?! You're just being perverse and taking things too far again! Can't you ever have a single normal conversation?!”

  Alice couldn't help but look at the lacy red panties in her hands, her thoughts in turmoil. She was still flustered, but a small part of her found herself... intrigued by Leopoldine's daring display.

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  Seeing Alice hesitate, Leopoldine's smirk widened. "Come on now, my dear. Don't be shy. They look so pretty, don't they? And they'd look even better on you~"

  Rachel, still indignant, tried once again to snatch the panties from Alice, only to be held back by Leopoldine's strong yet effortless grip. "NO! Absolutely not! Alice, don't even THINK about it!"

  Leopoldine chuckled, her smirk growing more arrogant. "Ah, ah, ah, Rachel. You're taking all the fun out of things. Why don't you let your sweet little Alice indulge a bit? It's harmless, really. They're simply a pair of my used panties.”

  Alice looked up in shock, her cheeks burning as she realized that the panties truly were used. This revelation only made her more flustered, but also more curious. The idea of wearing something so intimate and perverse from Leopoldine... It was both thrilling and intimidating.

  But Rachel, still resolute, grabbed Alice's arm and tugged her away from Leopoldine. "No! Alice, snap out of it! This is crazy! We don't even know if she washes her ass or not!”

  Leopoldine let out a loud laugh, clearly amused by Rachel's statement. "Oh, don't worry, my dear. I do wash my ass, quite religiously in fact. And I can guarantee you, these panties are meticulously cleaned and perfumed. They're clean but still retain a...shall we say, a certain essence, yes?" She winked at Alice, her smirk growing wider.

  Meanwhile, Alice was still caught in a whirlwind of confused feelings. She looked down at the panties, the soft lacy fabric now feeling like a forbidden desire. She snapped out of her thoughts when Leopoldine asked, “What do you say, darling? Are you going to keep them?”

  Alice was lost in a tumultuous cycle of emotions, her cheeks still burning as she looked at the lacy red panties. There was no doubt that Leopoldine's offer was incredibly perverse, but for some reason, it made her heart race more with excitement than with revulsion.

  Seeing Alice's internal struggle, Leopoldine's smirk grew even wider. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Come on, my sweet. Give in to your curiosity. You know you want to...just a little taste of what it feels like to possess something so intimate, something so...me."

  Alice nodded after a moment, holding the panties close to her. "...Yes, I'll keep them.”

  Rachel's eyes widened in disbelief as she witnessed Alice's assent. "WAIT WHAT?! ALICE NO! You can't seriously be considering this!"

  Meanwhile, Leopoldine's smirk turned into a victorious grin. "Oh, oh my. My sweet Alice is full of surprises, isn't she? Look at her, all flushed and holding my used panties. Doesn't she look adorable?"

  As she said this, Rachel pulled out a phone to take a picture. Leopoldine held her hand up to stop her. "Now, now, Rachel. What do you think you're doing, you naughty girl?”

  Rachel huffed, her frustration reaching a boiling point. "Are you freaking kidding me?! Seriously?!"

  Leopoldine chuckled, her smirk ever-present. "Oh, I'm deadly serious, darling. And I must say, your Alice is quite the little firebrand. I didn't expect her to give in so quickly." She turned to Alice, her gaze fixated on the girl's flushed expression.

  "And you, my sweet, I must commend you for your boldness. I never thought I'd see a dark-skinned beauty like you so...willing. Now I can go back to work with a smile on my face.”

  Rachel just stared in disbelief at Alice, speechless. Alice, on the other hand, was still holding the panties, the soft lacy fabric clutched in her hands. She looked up at Leopoldine, then down at the panties, her cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

  As Leopoldine began to strut away, gracefully dodging arrows as she did, she threw a final smirk over her shoulder. "Enjoy them, my dear. I'm looking forward to seeing...how they look on you~”

  Rachel watched Leopoldine leave, her mind still reeling from what just happened. "I cannot believe this. Alice...you can't seriously be thinking about..."

  But before Rachel could finish her sentence, her gaze shifted back to Alice, who was still holding the lacy red panties, an entranced look on her face.

  Alice could barely focus on Rachel as she held the panties. Her thoughts were clouded by a strange mix of excitement, guilt, and curiosity. Leopoldine's words echoed in her mind, and she found herself drawn to the idea of wearing them, of knowing what it would feel like to have something so intimate against her skin.

  Rachel, on the other hand, was trying to break through Alice's entranced state. "Snap out of it, Alice! You can't be considering this. It's...it's wrong! It's perverted!”

  Alice finally turned her gaze towards Rachel, her cheeks flushed and her expression conflicted. "I..I don't know, Rachel. I know it's wrong...but...you know what, let's just finish this trial so we can move on to the next one. Arana is likely wondering what's up with us by now, right?”

  Rachel, still reeling from the situation, managed to compose herself. "Y-yeah, you're right. We should get going. But we're not done talking about this later, you hear me?!”

  Alice nodded, her expression slowly returning to a more normal one. She slipped the lacy red panties into her pocket, trying to forget about them for the time being. "Yeah...we'll discuss this later.”