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The characters may not stick to cannon. Hopefully you find it fun.

May contain Violence, Crude humor, Political Incorrectness, and Sexual Situations, depictions of nudity and sex.

I may get facts wrong or purposely change them.

Feel free to correct me in a polite way, cause i am soft as charmin.

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Tale of a Morooka

Chapter 2: 2Spooky4You

I was embarrassed. I went into school without a plan, and walked out a mess. No friends were made, not even

people to manipulate. I was now staring at the bottom of the food chain.

The plain looking teacher, Mrs. Kawakami wasn't too fond of me either. Naoto was my biggest regret of all.

I should have used her feminine perversions against her. I should have let her drag me to a broom closet and

experience the chiseled perfection that is I.

Instead, I acted like a college student. Clinging to my social justice, and becoming triggered at the realization

that the female Matriarchy was at it again.

This day would be different. I had done my homework. Used Facescroll, and ancestry to my heart's content.

And Yumi was a bright mind. I was honest with her from the start that I wanted her as an ally.

It was true that our mutual hatred for Morooka was the special binding I needed. She said no, but only

because she wanted something out of the deal.

She wanted to never do homework again, and I promised her that it would be so….eventually. I still didn't

have that homework ally yet.

And if she were lucky, I may even make an honest woman out of her in due tim-

"Why are you staring at me like that," said Yumi? No monologues while staring at Yumi. Noted.

"Just admiring you," I said. She smirked for a moment, before her face took its normal expression.

Yumi showed me the best way to school was by metro. It was a confusing, and cramped mess. So many

faceless beings copped a feel when I wasn't looking.

But in good time we arrived at school. I went straight to first period and waited till my two acquaintances

joined me.

Haru entered first. She gave me her 'I already am in love with you smile,' and I gave her the 'smitten new kid'

but that was completely planned.

"You two are sick," said Kanji. It was around that time I pulled out my thermostat. It was an ugly monstrosity,

but within it held the first step to achieving what I wanted.

I allowed the steam to pour out as I opened it. I could tell right away that Haru took an interest. I overreacted

to the taste as I sipped it, putting on my smuggest dirty hipster smile.

I didn't like coffee, but my target did.

"Coffee," said Haru. The smell wafted over to her, and I could tell the steam from the Columbian brew was no longer the only moist thing back here . It paid

to have connections (Amazon prime).

"This old stuff," I said. I gave her the lid of my thermostat. She smelled the coffee before taking a sip. "I just

love coffee."

"Me too," she said between sips, "wow this is good." For the amount I had to use of my savings it better be.

The only coffee more expensive apparently came from an animals anus... I didn't want her as an ally that bad.

"We have so much in common," I said hoping she wouldn't require me to talk about coffee. "Would you like

some Kanji?" I knew Kanji wasn't the biggest coffee guy.

Haru was simple enough to know her interests because of items she liked on facescroll, but Kanji was a bit

more complicated.

Without waiting for an answer I gave him a cup. He tried to stop me until his eyes gazed upon the cup I gave him.

"What is this," said Kanji. He was transfixed by the cup, which featured pictures of cute cats with wigs on and even

mustaches in some. "Hahaha, that's cute."

He looked at me and immediately his smile went away.

"I mean, the coffee isn't bad," said Kanji, "so I may just keep this for a bit. Savor it." Kanji couldn't keep his eyes off

the cup, and Haru couldn't resist asking for more coffee.

After enough cyber stalking I realized that Kanji had a habit of shitposting on pages and videos with cute animals

and stuff. Eventually I pieced it all together.

This would help get me an in with them, but I needed something bigger. I needed to find a way into their

phones. I would have to brainstorm more on that.

But I also had to give them some space. Allow them to seek out my friendship. Eventually I would accept

Haru's advances and we would end up in a broom closet. I would of course turn down Kanji.

I didn't know whether he was gay based on what he liked, but I had to prepare for the possibility.

In short, it was a perfect start.

"Morooka," said Tawakami, "where is your homework?" Damn.

I stood up instantly not sure how to answer.

"Please look favorably upon me," I said in a bow.

When class was over I looked for Yumi, because she had information I needed.

When I found her she looked distraught. She was standing by her locker seeming to be contemplating life.

It was time to be a brother to her

I turned away to avoid having to deal with whatever female issue this time of the month was bringing, but fate

wouldn't let me go.

"Jintako," said Yumi? I turned to her and feigned surprise to see her.

"Yumi," I said, "you look shook." I pretended to experience great concern at seeing her condition, but she was

having none of it.

"You are a terrible actor," said Yumi, "just act normal. I don't know why you think you need to deceive me." I

shook my shoulders as I dropped the act.

"Instinctual I assure you," I said. I did feel bad for having to act for her. Maybe she deserved better. "But I am

curious at what has you looking this way."

"Something unnatural happened today," Said Yumi. That didn't number things down. I would have to clarify

with her not to waste my time in the future. Yumi's face grew angry.

I quickly changed my thoughts. More understanding, more understanding. Her anger slowly faded as I

redirected my thoughts.

"We have this student council president," said Yumi. "Niijima Makoto." I knew nothing of this person, so I had

to be direct to learn the stuff that mattered.

"Is she hot," I said? yumi glared at me, and when I didn't back down she gave in.

"Some probably share that belief," Said Yumi. "As I was saying, she is the model student. Ranked number one in the

whole school. Nice to students, friends with the teachers."

She began to look to the floor, unsure of where to continue.

"Well this also involves a teacher. Niijima's homeroom teacher," Said Yumi, "Ms. Toriumi."

"Is she hot," I asked? Yumi again looked at me cross, but relented after a second.

"You would probably say so," said Yumi. The girl began to think less and just let the words fall from her lips.

"I was sitting in class listening to Ms. Toriumi's lecture. Niijima-san was scribbling upon her notebook like she always

would. And then she just stopped." Yumi wrapped her arms around her waist, she clearly was a little disturbed by

what she saw.

"It was like she was frozen for at least a minute. I noticed it was weird, but nobody else saw it. Niijima-san just sat there

not answering me when I whispered to her. And then," said Yumi, "then things became real weird."

"She stood up without permission, and began to walk straight to the front of the classroom."

"Ms. Toriumi saw it was Makoto and was too surprised to say anything."

"Ms. Nijiima," said Ms. Toriumi?" Makoto didn't say a word, and continued to walk straight up to her teacher. She got

an inch in front of her face, this being the first moment Ms. Toriumi truly was scared.

Makoto was her star pupil, but this was a behavior she never showed.

"Ms. Nijiima," said Ms. Toriumi, "please get back to your seat." Makoto didn't answer, but a small smile appeared on

her face and before Ms. Toriumi realized it she was pushed back onto her desk.

Ms. Toriumi felt lips on her throat, and tongue, so much tongue running along her throat. Makoto began to unbutton

Ms. Toriumi's shirt, and when that didn't bring quick enough results she began to tear her shirt apart.

"Makoto," said Ms. Toriumi, but Makoto didn't answer. Hands wrapped around her breasts, Makoto's hands now only

a bra away from feeling them fully exposed.

Those lips which were drawing small panting moans from the teacher now moved to her lips. It took a slap, the

fierceness of which even stunned Ms. Toriumi herself to stop Makoto.

"She just stood there in silence," said Yumi, "like she couldn't believe what she just did. And the principal dragged

her away." I had never heard of something like this happen, in front of people of course.

"Was it h-," I said before she answered.

"Yes!" said Yumi, "it was hot." I had only be here a day, but I knew this behavior wasn't normal.

"I am just stunned that Makoto would do that," said Yumi, "and only a month after the incident's with Yukari." I

didn't know who Yukari was, but this all made me think that something weird was going on in this school.

Behavior changes like that couldn't be attributed to stress logically, and no bacterium or virus I knew could do that.

Rabies could cause extreme aggression, but sexual things. Was there a horny rabies?

The bell for the next period went off, and kids began to scramble to class. Yumi moved to leave, but I still

needed something.

"What class is Akira in," I said. Yumi seemed surprised at that question.

"What do you want with him," said Yumi, "and be honest." How do I answer that question without sounding

completely crazy.

"He's my enemy and I plan on destroying him." I was honest at least. She snorted at my answer.

"He's in King Moron's class," said Yumi, "don't get yourself in trouble." She walked away, leaving me

contemplating whether I should go there.

I was prepared to stake out a classroom hiding inside a cabinet just to get information I might be able to use.

I had brought a small fan perfect for when hiding in cramped and –

I braced myself as I fell to the floor, and felt someone land on my lap. This was surely an accident with

everyone rushing to get to class.

I saw the tight blue pants that definately belonged to an upstanding gentleman.

The pants were generously filled, obviously he did his squats.

I looked to their eyes to clear what would be a very laughable situation, but I wouldn't laugh on this day.

TRIGGERED

"Pervert," I screamed.

I saw Naoto looking down at me, blushing up a storm. I could feel her legs wrapped around my waist, both her

hands gripping my chest for support.

"Do you enjoy that," I said, "Do my lack of mammillary glands make you feel empowered." She stuttered out a

response that would be cute to any pushover male.

But I was no pushover.

"It was by accident," said Naoto, but I wouldn't let her finish. My hands gripped her legs and lifted her waist up, and

then I rolled so that she wouldn't be on top of me.

Her legs gripped onto my waist and pulled so that we were flush the entire time. Some would say that it was a

martial arts thing, but I knew better.

"Can't use your hands so you have to use your crotch," I said. The shame her face showed made me feel that all of

my online courses were finally paying off.

I had turned her predatory behavior around, and she was feeling the heat of the stares around us.

"It was a reaction," said Naoto, "Jui Jitsu," Trying to reason that her predatory behaviors were reactions.

"Haven't the Jews been through enough already," I said, "but I wont be a target for you. How would you feel if I used

your chest like you used mine." I could see her grow red as a cherry, and the sight made me happy.

Naoto covered her face as she finally moved away from me, and without a word she ran away. I had put her in her

place.

The entire scene had me shook, and I spent the next few classes trying to regain my bearings. When it was time to leave

for the day I realized that I would need to use tomorrow to stalk Akira.

I couldn't find Yumi anywhere, and didn't remember exactly where the metro was located. I walked.

For nearly fifty minutes I was bored beyond doubt, and then I noticed something interesting. Akira's girlfriend.

She was walking with a man who looked like an athlete, with short grey hair. I followed discretely even as they

pulled into an alleyway. The two looked back once to see if they were being followed, but they would not see me.

They moved into a hipster coffee shop. I followed along choosing a window outside that wasn't closed all the way to kneel at. I

could hear them taking seats.

"She won't be coming," said a female. I knew just listening wouldn't be enough, I had to know what his allies looked

like.

Luckily I had resources. I grabbed my ipod from my bag, and quickly connected to the free wifi.

In an instant I pointed the camera at the window and started an In Real Life twitch stream. With my phone I began

to watch my stream in real time.

Ads stopped me from watching for a good minute, but after they went away I saw the grand prize. Akira was sitting

on a table talking to the girl and boy. I couldn't see anyone else in the place.

"Everyone's talking about Makoto," said Akira, "This must be another incident Yukari."

So this girl was Yukari, who if I remembered correctly had her own incident last month. I could almost see a blush

form on Yukari's face.

"Me and Akihiko agree," said Yukari. Akihiko, I was getting so much good information nevermind the fact that I could

get this probably on Facescroll by just looking at Akira's friends… Huh, nevemind that.

"We need to get into her palace," said Akihiko. Makoto's palace? Was that code or was the girl rich.

My phone buzzed, and I looked closely to see that someone had posted in the chat.

"Yo, what's thi t?" I didn't expect someone to actually watch the channel.

"Spying BigBootyBritches, be quiet," I posted. I expected a few shit texts in response, but that seemed to work.

"Oh, ok, I'll be quiet," replied BigBootyBritches.

We watched as Akira handed something surprising to Yukari.

"I don't think I'll be needing these anymore," said Akira. Yukari took the red pair of panties with a swat towards

Akira. I didn't know they were so forward in Japan.

"Stealing something like this could have been really bad for you," said Yukari, "feel fortunate that you had a decent

excuse." They must have had a really weird relationship.

"A Grill's Panties! Kreygasm." Posted BigBootyBritches. I posted a Kreygasm back, and we both continued to watch.

"It's the only way to get to find the right place in the other world," said Akihiko. What did he mean by other world?

This all was getting weird. Drugs maybe. And you had to steal a girls panties to get it? That wasn't so bad.

"I know that," said Yukari, "just is weird being on the receiving end of it. We should focus on getting a link to

Makoto." She referred to her panties as a link.

"And I am just going to stop you from taking part in this one." Akira showed clear disappointment. "Me or Akihiko

can handle that."

I saw that my twitch account registered a new follower.

"We can at least scout out a little today, get some training in," said Akihiko. The other two shook their heads.

Akira pulled a phone from his pocket, and with the touch of a finger things got weird. My phone immediately stopped

working, and my camera was cut off.

I looked around myself and saw that the sky was now dark, and the trees and building looked as if I had stepped

into silent hill. I nearly had a panic attack.

"Let's knock some demons out," I heard Akihiko say. The three exited the café, each wearing clothing vastly different

than what they were ten seconds ago.

I didn't follow them away, because I was too scared. I had done this spying so many times, but never had anything

like this happened.

"Fucking Japan," I said! I waited minutes till I was sure the three were gone, and I stumbled out of the alley. The

place looked so similar to what I was expecting.

But it still looked like it was touched by evil hands. They did mention demons. As I thought this I saw a dog chewing

on what looked to be a small rat.

"Shoo," I screamed. But it didn't do that, instead it looked to me and I saw the second biggest surprise today.

The beast had two heads, and blood red eyes. Each staring at me like a tasty morsel.

"You scared," spoke the beast in a hideous voice. I didn't know why it was talking, but I had no doubt the

authenticity as it began to walk towards me.

I lifted my phone preparing to throw it, because it was all I could think of. And on the screen of my phone I saw that

something was popped up.

'Exit Tartarus,' it read. I didn't believe it would do anything, but I immediately pressed yes, and before I could blink

the world became bright again.

The demon of a dog was gone. Around me faceless individuals walked by. I was back. Something weird was going on

in Tokyo. Why I wondered was I here to experience it?