Shitsurakuen Omakes

By Harunomiya

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter 1: Gakushū Shidō

Himoto Sora had taken Date Reiko's words to heart. After leaving the infirmary, Sora went to the one place she was certain that others would help to save Reiko despite all the impossible obstacles.

She laid the conundrum before them and without fail, Tomoko, Kokaru, and Yuki ponder the problem that stumped her.

Hmm...

Punching is out of the question, Sora mused. It was not in her to strike the older girl, especially after what she already endured. "What is the least painful way to attack her?" she asked aloud, hoping for a alternate solution.

With fingers pensively stroking her chin, Yuki spoke up, her eyes thoughtful. "Any method will lead to an equally painful headache." The slender girl's sharp mind began to work, the seeds of an idea forming. However, Yuki wasn't sure if it was an insight that revealed more about her than an overall plan. But once she started down this road, It could not be helped that the other girls were there, Yuki covered it up in the guise of helpful instruction. "So in this case..." her words described what could be done, mere suggestion that painted a vivid image in Koharu's mind. It triggered something more intense in turn.

Reiko's voice was strained from the agony inflicted by the penalty. The splitting headache, unbearable. "It... hurts..." she cries aloud. However, having Sora assaulting her senses with other sensations offsets the piercing pain. Pain is turned into pleasure with a gentle touch here, a featherlight caress there. The trailing heat of the Knight's lingering touch awakening something that overwhelmed her body, strumming with such pleasure, like kindle set suddenly aflame. The intensity of it covered Reiko in a sheen of perspiration all over her body. "But... feels... good!" the words are barely coherent, uttered in broken gasping tones...

Reiko surrendered as Sora reduced her into a state of pure sensation.

But Koharu's wild imaginings were at odds with the reality. In fact, Sora looks at Yuki with wide-eyed confusion as she was told what needed to be done to Date Reiko in order to free her.

"May be the best way," Yuki concluded, trying not to laugh at Sora's endearing expression at her, ah... suggestion. Yuki studied Sora's features looking to find the telling signs, to see if she caught the deeper significance of her words. The implication of how she felt. Can she be truly so naive? Yuki wondered. The knight had no idea, it would seem. She couldn't help but feel a sense of relief mingled with fleeting disappointment.

Despite her wondering thoughts Koharu had immediately took the necessary steps to shelter young Tomoko from the conversation as it turned into instruction. Her hands were firmly clamped down on Tomoko's ears, instant ear plugs, much to the young girl's puzzlement. In her youthful innocence Tomoko wondered what was being said that she wasn't supposed to hear. The blonde's expression was akin to a tomato, her back to Sora and Yuki. She did not wish her face to give away the latest rampant visual that swirled in her head. The advent of adolescence struck Koharu swiftly and quite thoroughly.

It didn't help Koharu that the object of her affection was so beautiful and gallant in her eyes.

The dark-haired girl tried again, her composure neutral. "Meaning, that its best to offset the attack with pleasant feelings," Yuri elaborated, or rather clarified, in order to help Sora understand what she must do.

Yuki watched as Sora tried to work through what she was told. Offset? the red-head wondered. What does she mean.. and then realization hit. "Oh... ohh!" she exclaimed softly.

Koharu could help with this. It was clear that the lovely blonde fancied Sora and would no doubt know how to go about the situation. She hadn't missed Koharu's reaction. Yuki had revealed something of herself and she reasoned that she shouldn't be the only one to do so. With an impish thought, Yuki gestured to a furiously blushing Koharu announcing benignly. "Koharu knows the specific details better..." her smile was enigmatic as usual as she trailed off. Yuki was curious what Koharu might share.

The girl in question reddened further, surprised at the sudden turn of events. She'd never dared to voice her innermost thoughts about Sora. To acknowledge them aloud was too much to ask of her. Instead, she loudly protested, stammering. "I–I don't know such a thing!"

That's not my ears, Tomoko thought as, Koharu's hand drifted to her hair, in her sudden outburst.

As I thought, Koharu needs a little... persuasion. Yuki mused, she came to a decision. I can help with that.

In a smooth motion, Yuki withdrew something from the folds of her white robe, a chain with a small pendant attached. She held it out before her. With an expert flick of her wrist, she set it into motion like a pendulum. Her voice took on a smooth hypnotic quality. "Little by little... you will want to tell about it more..." She began to implant whatever suggestion she desired. her expression turned even more enigmatic. "You will want to confess your bedtime fantasies of Sora." she poured the power of her voice into the verbal compulsion.

Koharu was powerless to resist, caught unawares, and even Tomoko was ensnared and mesmerized. As it was, neither had a choice in the matter as they capitulated.

It's all for a just cause...Sora's cause. Yuki told herself, to fight off a sense of regret for Tomoko. The end justify the means. Her attention was brought back to what was being said.

"Sora and I walk with our hands holding..." Tomoko began, the most easily influenced of the two, voice shy. "Sometimes we share one ice cream..."

As Yuki listened to younger girl, her recounting chimed with that of the older girl besides her, a dissonant echo.

"She enters my room with a deep facial expression..." Koharu speaks, her voice dreamy. "She undoes her collar and pushes me down to my bed..."

"She pets my head..." Tomoko continued, her expression happy, green eyes bright. "And says "You are cute, Tomoko. I love you...""

Yuki wasn't surprised to hear Tomoko's innocent thoughts. However the other girl, not so much...

Kokaru's fantasy becomes even more detailed, her breath hitched, violet gaze clouded. "She takes off my clothes and pulls me tight...Rough like a beast she-"

"Okay, stop," Yuki hastily commands, feeling like a voyeur, after hearing such a revealing and explicit fantasy. I wonder what Sora thinks?

At her order they fell silent, both looking blankly expectant for further instruction. Seeing the glazed look in their eyes, Yuri decided that there was plenty of useful educational information to guide Sora in her endeavor. She snapped her fingers once, relasing both girls from her thrall.

"Huh, what's going on?" Tomoko and Koharu uttered simultaneously as they came to and glanced at each other, confused.

Ignoring them, Yuki continued to speak with Sora. "It should go perfectly well if you do as Koharu said." She said, adding as an afterthought. "She will be happy."

"Go–got it!" Sora declared, determined to see this through, trusting Yuki implicitly.

Several moments later, Sora made her way to her room, taking her time and thinking back to everything she was told. Hmmm... I did as I was told... and saved her successfully... but, the girls thoughts turned to Reiko, the older girl was furious, her face a dark shade of red as she shivered on the bed. She got so mad at me. Despite of Yuki's reassurances that Reiko would be, to the contrary, She wasn't happy at all...

Sora tried to figure out what happened. I did as Koharu told me... I wonder what went wrong... The had girl stood in the face of Reiko's fury as she tried to apologize.

"Sorry, I'm so very sorry..." Sora had said smiling weakly, lookiung contrite, bearing the brunt of Reiko's displeasure.

But the older girl would not be appeased. In fact, it only served to fuel her ire. Date-san was sure worked up about the whole thing, Sora observed. Her had thoughts drifted back to Koharu and what she had said. something about rough like a beast...

Ah! Just like that everything fell into place. That's it! The beastliness was lacking!

Armed with this sudden realization, Sora moved forward, committed, she glomped a stunned Reiko. "Ra... raawr!" The Knight of Justice uttered naively. Quite literally mimicking the required beast.

"What is it... again!" Reiko exclaimed. She saw Sora's incomprehension. The girl truly did not understand why, Reiko was so... upset. This girl who saved her, how was she able to place her in such a state of... agitation. This is why younger kids... she was unable to finish the thought, her face flaming brightly, her body flushed and frustrated, as she held onto the young knight. "You-you are hopeless..."

Sora walked back to inform the others of her success, she was still baffled by Reiko's strange behavior. I was somehow forgiven, Sora pondered, but what for?

Author's Notes:

Gakushū Shidō – Educational Guidance

This was completely centered around Shitsurakuen's 3rd Omake chapter. I was bored and it was like filling in the blanks with my impish interpretation. So what do you think? Feedback is welcomed!