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Sailor Natsuki
1: Snapshot
When Nao was told she would have to convert to Christianity to continue working as a nun at Fuuka
Academy, she didn't think much of it. To her, it was just another label to add to her collection. She decided to go through with the conversion. All of the blackmail material she got from her confessions were worth more than her pay.
Mai insisted that they throw a karaoke party in celebration of Nao's newfound religion. Nao could not resist. She decided that she'd rather go to her own party willingly rather than in bondage. And now, Nao watched as Mai began another song, her 24th in a row. Nobody was really paying her any attention, but Mai either didn't notice or didn't care. She was way too far gone into her karaoke.
Nao leaned back on the couch, observing all of the good, Christian fun that was going on around her. Midori had drunk enough alcohol to almost bring her into a comatose state, and was groping everything in sight. Alcohol – love potion #9.
Midori pounced onto Nao and started groping her. Nao decided to let this go on. It felt good without her having to do anything and gave her some more blackmail material against Midori, who was apparently unaware she was jailbait.
Shizuru had sat Natsuki down in her lap, covering her eyes with one hand and wrapping the other around her stomach to protect her innocence from the debauchery going on around them. Natsuki was struggling to break free, and unknowingly was grinding her hips into Shizuru, who was currently experiencing some very pleasurable sensations.
And Mikoto, having finished all of the food, began eating the table. Chie and Aoi were also there, in a distant corner of the room. Their activities had long progressed past groping. Chie's camera phone was taped to a nearby wall and was dutifully recording their activities for posterity.
"Shizuru! Let me go! If you don't let me go, I'm leaving!"
"No. My Natsuki is too young to be exposed to this," Shizuru replied.
"Fine, then! I'm leaving."
Natsuki pulled herself out of Shizuru's grasp and left the building. Shizuru was mildly disappointed, but knew that she would see Natsuki again tomorrow.
2: Grand Theft Auto
Natsuki looked around, dismayed.
"Oh, shieet. Nigga stole my bike."
Suddenly, Superman appeared, with a bike in tow.
"Have no fear, Superman is here!"
3: Unlikely
Natsuki got on her motorcycle and headed home. Suddenly, when she was heading around the cliff where Nao had caught her during the Carnival, she ran into some dense air. Her motorcycle flipped through the air. Natsuki, trying to save her life and her motorcycle at the same time, managed to make the bike lift a little before it went off the cliff. Natsuki finished her 1080º vertical rotation and managed to slide to a stop on a sail boat.
A sailor came out of his cabin, holding a knife.
"What do you think you're doing on my boat?"
"Umm... It was an accident?"
"Oh, okay then. Would you like to join me for some fish? I'm a little depressed right now :["
"Sure. Why are you depressed, Mister Sailor Dude?"
[TL;DR Warning
"All of my life, sailing has been my pastime. The sea has been my only true friend for all these years. Whenever I'm lonely, I set sail. But recently, all of my knots have been undoing themselves. It's like everyone's out to get me. It's a conspiracy, I tell you. The Searrs Foundation has run out every other company which makes ropes and has replaced them with their nanorope, which undoes itself whenever I get far out at sea. And this only happens in ships not made by them. I bet they're trying to get a hold on the sailing industry and put all the other companies out of business, those bastards."
"Oh, dear."
"But only you can help me! Only you! Take pity upon this poor sailor! Sail the seas, fighting the evil of Searrs, and help revive sailing! Take the wheel! Be the hero! Eat the cheese! Drink the fine wine of victory as it dribbles down your chin! Take the fishing rod of heroes and become... Sailor Natsuki!"
"Uh... okay. How do you know my name?"
"I've been stalking you for the past year."
"Oh, okay."
4: Shift
Back at the party, Chie and Aoi managed to involve Nao and Midori in their orgy somehow. They were having a fearsome foursome. Mai was still singing on stage, oblivious. Mikoto was curled up on the couch, asleep, only a few feet away from the sexfest, and Shizuru had gone home to get her beauty sleep. Chie's phone was still dutifully recording.
5: Formalities
"If you want to be a true Sailor of Justice, then you must wear the uniform," the depressed sailor said, holding up a sailor fuku.
"Do sailors even wear these?"
"No, but Sailors of Justice do."
6: Business
Alyssa Searrs spun around in her desk chair, giddy from her newest evil plan. She simply had to tell someone. She pushed a button at her desk, causing some lesbian porn to appear on her screen.
"Whoops, wrong button."
She tried another button, and an explosion was heard in the distance.
"Dammit, I should label these. If this next one doesn't work, I'll stop being evil."
Fortunately for evil, she prevailed, and Miyu entered the room.
7: Nuclear
The roof of the karaoke club caved in, and debris started falling from the ceiling. Chie, Aoi, Midori, and Nao all noticed, but were too exhausted to care. Mai was still singing on-stage, and Mikoto was in deep sleep on the couch.
8: Serious Business
"... and that, Miyu, is my business plan," Alyssa said,
"You are very evil, Miss Alyssa."
"I know, right?"
The camera cuts to a nearby whiteboard.
Business Plan:
Make nanoropes
Sell nanoropes
Profit
"Say, Miyu, do you want to try that with me?" Alyssa asked, pointing to her screen.
"Your wish is my command, Miss Alyssa."
"Please, call me Mistress."
9: Fishing
The old sailor looked proudly at Natsuki, who was standing in all of her glory in her new sailor fuku. But there was still one thing left to do.
"Sailor Natsuki. You have valiantly decided to help me on my journey. But you are not yet prepared to take on the seas. You will be at sea constantly, without food, friends, or clean water. I will teach you how to feed yourself on the seas.
The sailor handed Natsuki a Super Rod.
"Go over there to the edge of the boat, and throw your lure out. It doesn't matter if you have any bait, for some reason. Eventually, a fish will bite. When that happens, keep pressing B."
Natsuki headed to the bow of the ship and cast her lure out. She waited and waited. Eventually, she felt a tug on her line. She kept pressing B, and a fish flew from the water into her lap, jumping around spastically. Natsuki looked down proudly upon her catch.
"FUCK YEAH! SEAKING!"
