"There are laws against this kind of thing you know!" I yelled at the beaming idiot that was our glorious brigade leader.

"Come on, if we post these on the homepage the site will get tons of hits!" She yelled back at me in an agitated manner. This girl just doesn't get it.

"Listen, not only is this considered sexual harassment, it is a very bad idea to put someone's real face on the internet where anybody can see it, let alone most of somebody's body!" I tried getting through her thick skull.

"We can just blur her face out, that way nobody could tell who it is." She argued back.

"Unless you intend to blur the entire body, I'm not letting this happen." I told her firmly.

"You idiot! If I did that then these pictures would be worthless!" She actually spit in my face while shouting this line.

"Well then, there you have it. Might as well give up on the idea all together," I said while wiping my face with the sleeve of my blazer.

"I still don't see what the big deal is," she said pouting. Looks like I managed to win this battle.

"Most girls wouldn't want their exposed bodies plastered up where everybody could see."

"Well you're not a girl, and you never will be so I don't see how you can know that." What? That's her argument?

"Whatever, just let me get rid of these and forget about this whole thing." I was starting to get a headache.

"Fine, do what you want!" She yelled before storming out of the literature club room that was our headquarters. As she went out I noticed Miss Asahina was still crying in the corner, I should go and comfort her right after I make sure Haruhi can't use these images anymore.

Should I…?

No. These are too risky to keep on this machine, I should really delete them. But… I found my right hand had a will of its own.

And just like that, those terrible images ended up in the Mikuru folder.

Now that I think about it, I should probably explain what's going on with the above. Well, it started when I went to the clubroom after school.

"M… Miss Suzumiya… isn't this a little much!?" I could hear Miss Asahina suffering through the door. Needless to say I threw open the door quickly to see what she was doing this time.

"Hey! What are…. you…." I was greeted by the sight of Miss Asahina, only clad in her bra and panties, sprawled on the ground. Haruhi was standing over her with a digital camera with a very disturbing smile on her face. At the sight of me, Miss Asahina screamed and Haruhi's smile dropped off of her face.

After some shouting, and some sobbing on Miss Asahina's end, we reached where the story began. After making the Mikuru folder invisible and managing to get a devastated Miss Asahina to move again, Nagato, who had not even flinched during all of this, closed her book. Since this was the unofficial signal of the end of a meeting, I took my leave of the room.

Now that I think about it, I haven't seen Koizumi all day. I'm sure even he would have had something to say about all that. As I was thinking about all that happened I was already almost home when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye down an adjacent street.

She had caught my attention since she was in a North High uniform, realizing who it was I gave her a wave as I passed through the intersection.

"Well, I haven't seen her in a while," I thought to myself after she was out of view. It was shortly after this that something clicked into place in my mind. I doubled back to the intersection and looked down the street I saw her on, naturally no one was there.

Though I definitely saw Ryōko Asakura standing there when I passed the first time.

I must have too much on my mind; I'd better get some rest soon.

I ate a quick dinner and went to sleep early.