Pipra stopped in her tracks, turning to Seiji with a sharp look in her eyes. Her tone was as blunt as ever, and she clearly wasn't one to mince words. "And let me be clear with you," she began, crossing her arms. "I've never slept with anyone other than myself. In case you didn't catch that, I'm a virgin. So whatever you're thinking—we're not doing it today."
Seiji raised an eyebrow, half-smiling at her boldness. He admired her directness.
"You'll have to try harder," she continued, her voice firm but with a hint of teasing. "And one more thing…" Her eyes narrowed slightly as she gave him a pointed stare. "Don't make me pregnant."
Seiji chuckled softly, raising his hands in a mock surrender. "No pressure, then," he said, amused by her mix of seriousness and sass.
Pipra shook her head, half-exasperated, half-amused herself. "I'm serious, Seiji. Don't think you can just charm your way out of everything."