Naoto felt her fingers relax their grip at that gentle touch. Didn't mean that she still wasn't angry, though.

She heaved a sigh of exasperation. "Like he doesn't have better ways to waste his time?" Finally, she leg go of the knife handle completely. "No matter. Those photos are useless as blackmail material anyway. It's not as though I participated in the swimsuit contest."

Yes. She had some pride, after all.