Disclaimer: CLAMP owns both Miyuki-chan and the CSD. I own absolutely nothing.
Notes: What can I say? I have no excuse, except I've obviously been overdosing on CLAMP lately.
A Quandary Indeed
It was just as the woman currently attempting to molest Miyuki was about to lunge at her that unexpected salvation in the form of three young boys arrived, effectively stopping the attack.
"Don't worry," one of them told Miyuki soothingly. "I could feel your distress from miles away, and we rushed to your side!" He turned to her assailant. "We, the CLAMP School Detectives, protectors of the happiness of women everywhere, will not let you cause this poor girl any more harm! Stay back!"
"Buuut," the woman whined, trying to get past the human shield the detectives had formed around Miyuki. "Not finding out what's under her skirt will make me unhappy. How could you live with denying a poor woman her happiness, and still have the audacity to call yourself a protector of women? Does my distress mean nothing to you?"
The boy seemed to freeze at these words.
There was a long silence.
"This," he finally said, voice oddly distant, "is a quandary. Why, I had never even considered... How absolutely... Oh dear."
Miyuki sighed. She should have known a rescue was too good to be true.
The boy was looking more torn by the minute. "This... How can it be? Could I possibly..."
His companions were eyeing him curiously. "I think you broke the chairman," one of them told the woman. The woman, taking advantage of their distraction, attempted to make another lunge for Miyuki, only to be stopped by the third boy. "No you don't," he said severely, though his eyes were still on the first boy.
Miyuki took this as her cue to start running.
"A quandary indeed," the chairman, too distracted to notice, repeated.
The disappointed wail of her would-be assailant was the last thing Miyuki heard as she sped off into the distance.