"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
Aiko sat at attention. Well, this sounded fairly interesting. And funny, and all kinds of things! Though... she really didn't know what Natsumi intended to do... but it sounded funny so that was alright.
Momoko stared at the music teacher for several moments. "... But..."
Well, they were all girls, and it wasn't as if Momoko hadn't changed in front of them before, so that part was no different. With a deep breath, she undid her skirt and laid it to the side with her stockings. Then, she removed the ribbon... and finally took off her blazer, laying them all to the side with her stockings. Finally, she loosened one button... and that was that. She contemplated and attempt at trolling now, maybe, but wasn't quite sure where to start...
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
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"Not going to remove anything else?" Natsumi asked, disappointed. She hadn't expected the girl to honestly strip down to her underwear but had nevertheless got her hopes up. Hell, given her reaction to the yardstick*, she wouldn't have put it past them to take everything off. Oh well, she could deal with this if it was all that she had to work with.
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"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
"Not unless I have to," replied Momoko, with a slight frown. She might be used to changing in front of her classmates, but still.
Aiko giggled a little to herself. This was going to be funny.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
The Maid
"Either that whole decaying of of Japanese society that I heard on the news is worse than I thought, or this class has the particular luck of having the most controversial teachers in the whole of Japan" Yurika said softly to herself, though someone sitting near her would surely hear what she said.
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
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"Well, I say that you have to go down to at least your underwear and just your underwear, that way everyone can see better without your shirt getting in the way and it's less awkward for me to tie the knots," Natsumi said, falling back into the familiar pattern of having authority over pretty much everyone that she met. It was, after all, something that she had been used to for her entire life, so...
Whilst Momoko, presumably, finished undressing, the ghost cleaned the stuff Faulkner had left behind off of the desk.
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"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
"..." With a sigh, Momoko unbuttoned her shirt entirely and laid it aside on her pile of clothing. This left her wearing her underwear and nothing else whatsoever. Really, she had plenty of misgivings about this, at this point, and they were just growing with every second.
"Hehehe... This is way too funny," Aiko commented to herself, before blinking and taking a glance at Yurika. What had the taller girl said?
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
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So it seemed that the 'music teacher' (whose credentials seemed even more dubious than Mino-sensei's) was teaching some kind of weird lesson with ropes. Great. Kanako felt even more embarrassed than before when Momoko proceeded to strip in front of the class. Just what the heck was going on when a teacher got away with this? Her urge to rebel was groing stronger again, her polite side diminishing into the background. Yankii was out, and her Cockney seemed to be ignored. What to do? That'd require some thought, but for the moment there had to be something she could do.
"Sensei, is this really necessary? I don't think I'm really going to learn anything from this," she stated after raising her hand, totally dropping her accent, "If it's all the same to you, I think I'd get more enlightenment out of spending the class period in the library or something.. certainly more constructive than your displaying your kinkiness for the class to behold."
Nurse Mino had managed to stop her latest nosebleed, and rather than risk damaging her computer further by looking at yuri doujinshi, tried to find a place to buy a new car. She'd gotten the money from Yukimura-sama, after all, so she might as well use it on something she needed. Nobody appeared to carry Krestas anymore though! On the other hand there were some rather sexy looking sports cars available.. that were made in China. Probably horrible with regards to safety, but look at the price! No sooner had she made up her mind than there was another arrival at the infirmary. Asuka raised her eyebrow at that; this was far heavier traffic than she saw on a typical day. Were all the girls deciding to get hurt today? Was something causing this higher rate of occurances?
"Yes? The door is unlocked, please come in," she responded, making sure to button her blouse all the way up this time.
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"If you leave, I'll see how many detentions in a row I can get people to let me give. I'm sure people won't mind if I give you two weeks' worth for leaving a lesson without permission. It's worse than just not showing up," Natsumi said, turning away from the class and working on trussing poor Momoko up, which at one point involved picking the poor girl up and depositing her on the desk. Ultimately, she was left with ropes criss-crossing every point in her torso and much of the upper portions of her legs, digging into her flesh, and binding her arms behind her back and to her ankles.
"Now, can anyone name one type of knot used in this pattern and point it out?"
Well, it was a pretty pattern...
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"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
Momoko winced. Well, this was turning out to be just about as bad as she thought it would be... why did a teacher know how to do something like this? And why was she trying it on students? The rope digging in certainly didn't feel good... "H-how long do I need to stay like this?"
Aiko was, by this point, giggling uncontrollably.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
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"No, I cannot," said Sakura. "Kana-san is right. There is nothing to learn from this."
She took her violin out of its case. "So I'll do something productive and provide some atmosphere."
She tuned the instrument for a while, then began to play.
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Detention wasn't something Kanako was interested in getting, but neither was she comfortable with what was going on in class. Sakura's playing of music was a help but only to a degree. Frowning, she decided to do something a little drastic - she dug out a textbook to study from; it was drastic in the sense that she didn't really act like a dedicated student at school. In the very least this would enable her to learn something and not be horribly embarrassed.
"Unless you need me to assist with your lesson, sensei, I'll be studying something we've actually been assigned," she remarked, half to see if she could get some kind of reaction besides just a verbal retort. Testing different methods of rebeliousness was seeming like an interesting concept. As a final point she added, "I don't think knots and patterns in ropework will be on the university entrance exams."
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The Maid
"I don't know if anyone on the class knows much about knots, sensei... much less the names of all of them" was Yurika's honest answer.
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
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"Until someone makes an attempt to name at least one knot," Natsumi said, sitting in the teacher's chair and waiting before frowning at the music. Eugh... so empty and dull sounding. Lone violins were always so annoying to listen to. Naturally, she produced something that—given her current employment—wasn't unreasonable to expect that she had* and turned the volume as high as it would go before waiting for an answer. And, hopefully, the violinist to stop playing.
"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
Momoko sat there, and frowned. Well, this certainly was uncomfortable... All this rope, digging in and just generally feeling uncomfortable. She gazed at the other students impatiently. "Come on, guess. Something."
She didn't want to be stuck like this much longer.
Aiko, on the other hand... well, she wasn't laughing any more but she still found this funny. After a moment of though... "Sensei, can I get a better look? Um... I might have an idea, I'm not sure."
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
The Maid
Yurika turned back to look at Ai "You seem like the kind of person that knows about this stuff... can you answer sensei's question?"
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
Like a BOSS
Kanako meanwhile took a seat on the windowsill with her history textbook and began to read, humming a bit as she deliberately ignored the bizzare lesson being 'taught'. Maybe there would be some kind of example in there for her to apply to different rebel tactics. Maybe not. Amidst her scanning the book for anything helpful to that end, she did hear the conditions of Momoko being released.
Without looking up, she proclaimed, "Square knot. There. Happy?"
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This lesson had quickly taken a turn for the bizarre, and Sadako found herself surprisingly OK with it. The sight of her very attractive classmate trussed up on the desk was probably the highlight of the school year so far. While she did question the practical value of the sort of ropework the new teacher was presenting, she certainly couldn't object to the demonstration she was seeing.
Life is like a game of Mahjong. Sometimes you need to take risks if you want to come out ahead.
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Ai smiled.
"Ah, shibari. You're a sucker for the classics, aren't you, Yukimura-sensei? You seem to favor sailor knots, but I see a few granny knots as well..."
The succbus shrugged.
"That's about all I know, I'm afraid. Where I'm from, we tend to rely more on chains and locks... So tetanus shots were kind of a rite of passage."
Faulkner.... Who had a yardstick, not a meter stick, damn it, she'd imported the damn thing from the states to make sure it was a proper yardstick, and would serve its proper purpose in the hands of authority... wheeled Nekomi into the nurse's office, and looked Mino in the eye.
"No surprises this time? Anyway, Nekomi passed out when I mentioned the new teacher... Yukimura or something..."
Ichigo nodded.
"At lunch then."
She turned, ready to lead Ren-chan back to the classroom, but paused.
"I'm probably more vulnerable to the succubus than you are, so if I start to look like I'm overtaken by pure animal lust, I'm counting on you to distract me. They like the throw pheremones around, and humans aren't as attuned to them as... Look, if I start to go into heat, just... do whatever you need to to keep me under control, okay?"
The kitsune blushed, but then suddenly turned serious.
"...Just be careful about Crazy Undead Boobie Lady, okay? If she starts looking like she doesn't like you, get behind me..." At this, Ichigo stuck a hand into her shirt and pulled out her pearl, her hoshi no tama, the piece of divine light that had made her what she is. "...And I'll fill her with The Light, okay?"
I'm nobody, who are you? Are you nobody too?
A Forbidden Rendezvous
Hikaru nodded, her eyes widening as she saw what Ichigo was holding.
"That's..." She blinked, shaking her head suddenly.
If I actually want to get back to class, now is not the time to start interrogating Ichigo-chan about her kinds' sacred artifacts.
The glasses girl trotted forward to join Ichigo-chan, pausing as a thought occurred to her.
"Ah...Ichigo-chan? I was...going to ask you at lunch, but since we're up here..."
Another pause. Now Hikaru was blushing slightly.
"...I would appreciate some...clarification...as to what exactly we are. Last night...you mentioned friends with benefits..."
The blush intensified as she managed to get out the last few words.
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Ichigo smiled.
"I think that's a good starting point. But if it helps... You've just seen something more private and personal than any part of my body could ever be."
And with that, she put away her pearl and offered Hikaru her hand.
"We start with no commitments, and we see where it goes. That way there's no pressure. Sound good?"
I'm nobody, who are you? Are you nobody too?
A Forbidden Rendezvous
Hikaru nodded, squeezing Ichigo's hand before pulling the other girl into a sudden hug.
"...thanks, Ichigo-chan. I..."
The glasses girl swallowed, suddenly feeling emotionally overwhelmed. She hadn't really thought of herself as lonely, before...but somehow, having someone beside her was filling some kind of hole she hadn't even known she had.
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"That you've even managed to see any knots at all is quite amazing," the teacher said, checking her handiwork again. There was a definite absence knots in this situation; one knot between Momoko's wrists stopped the entire intricate loops of rope from completely unravelling, "In fact, it would be best to say that you all cannot tell between rope crossing rope, sometimes repeatedly, and a knot."
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"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
"They guessed, can you untie me now?" Momoko asked, shifting impatiently and uncomfortably. This was just getting to be a strain at this point, why was a teacher even allowed to do this?
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
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Surprisingly, Sakura did not stop playing. Instead, she changed style mid-piece, switching from the Bach concerto playing to something that fit the music the teacher was playing better; in fact, she began to accompany the song, swaying in time, her bow going up and down frantically.
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The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground
Sakura's eyebrow rose even higher. "Really, music-sensei? Oh, well. I might as well get a book, since this is going to be boring as hell and about as practical as philosophy (not that I have anything against philosophy)," she said.
The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground