Mahou Sensei Negima and all related elements and characters are the property and creation of Ken Akamatsu, and the author of this set of short pieces has made no material profit from it, and never will do.
Similarly, all non-Negima characters mentioned here are the properties of their respective copyright holders.
Any similarity between the characters and events of these ministories and anyone or anything ever actually seen in real life is a pure coincidence.
The warning about the first and second parts still qualifies- Some of this material (or all of it) could disgust some of you, so some discretion is advised. Not to mention not taking it too seriously.
31- Negi, Chisame and Sayo.
Chisame finished stripping and sighed.
"Okay, you can enter me now".
"Y-Yes!". With his eyes as wide as saucers, Negi started moving towards her.
"Not you yet!" the virtual idol barked at him, making the boy to backpedal immediately.
"Uwaaaa!" he cringed. "Sorry! I was joking!".
Chisame took a look at his lower regions and humphed. "I don't think so. Anyway, Sayo, you can get in".
"Th-thank you!" a barely audible shy voice was heard, and then Sayo entered Chisame's body. It had taken her a lot of magical coaching to learn how to possess living beings, and she still disliked doing it (in the moral sense, not the physical one), but recently, she had accepted Kazumi's advice and applied her new ability to this area of her particular benefit.
Sayo-in-Chisame's-body breathed in, enjoying the mere act of breathing that living humans took for granted. She loved having an actual, flesh and bone mass to inhabit, so unlike the artificial bodies she had used in the past. Even Hakase's best designs couldn't compare to that. Fleetingly, she wondered if Chachamaru was truly aware of the full difference.
"I... I think we can start now. The sooner she gets her body back, the better" she spoke. Her voice was the same as Hasegawa's, but the tone was all Sayo's, softspoken and tender, silky and naive. She sat down on the bed next to Negi. "I'm such an egoist. Chisame-chan does this so I can feel better while doing it, but what do I do for her? What can I give to her? I don't have anything to offer her in trade. All I make is to cause her to lose consciousness and lose several hours of her life each time".
Negi blinked. Several hours? Was he really that good? He might have to start taking the time. Regardless, that was superfluous now. He took the possessed girl in his arms and gently cradled her against him.
"She does this because she loves you too. This is her way of showing it. You already gave her your friendship, and there can be no greater reward than that" he kissed her forehead.
"B-But what if we get her pregnant while we do this?" Sayo-in-Chisame's-body squeaked. "Technically, would she be the mother, or would I be? Or both? And if I am, then will my children be half-ghosts too? Even if not, wouldn't they be orphans? How can I bear bringing orphans to this world? Wait, I wouldn't be the one bearing them! That's even worse!".
Negi stared blankly. Maybe she had some good points between all of that, but...
"You worry too much" he whispered, lowering his kisses to her mouth.
"Ahhhh..." she sighed, feeling grateful for being alive. Sort of.
Maybe he was right after all.
Just a few hours a week wouldn't make that much a difference for Chisame-chan.
Yes.
32- Negi, Chisame and Chachazero.
Ninety years into the future.
Evangeline Anastasia Katherine Mc Dowell stomped angrily towards the family crypt.
"I knew I never should have given her full mobility!" she screamed.
She flung the crypt's doors open too easily, even for someone with her superstrength. *She* had just passed by recently.
"CHACHAZERO! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!".
The immortal mage stomped inside, making her way past the tombs of old allies and even some enemies.
"YOU'D BETTER NOT BE DOING WHAT I THINK YOU'RE DOING, CHACHAZERO!" she yelled.
All of the tombs so far were untouched as of late. It had to be those two. As the Nosferatu arrived to the final chamber, her anger bubbled.
She pushed the door open; it was unchained and unlocked. "CHA-CHA-ZE-ROOOOOO..." she hissed, her eyes all black with blood red irises.
Then she took her gaze apart in disgust. The scene before her, while expected, still was too much even for her liking.
"DAMN YOU, CHACHAZERO!" she growled. "PUT THOSE TWO BODIES BACK WHERE THEY BELONG RIGHT NOW! AND IF YOU EVER DO THIS AGAIN, I'LL DESTROY YOU PERSONALLY!".
The small doll cackled throatily from her riding position, tilting her head up towards her owner.
"Sorry, Mistress" she excused herself, but not sounding truly regretful at all. "I was just reminiscing the old times".
33- Negi, Chisame and Mei.
"Negi-sensei, Chisame-chan, this is my dear older sister, Urashima Naru!" Mei had beamed her best bright smile as she introduced them to the owner of the Inn they would be staying at. "And that's her husband, Urashima Keitarou-kun! Oneechan, Keitarou, they are Negi-sensei and Chisame-chan, my... errr... colleagues at Mahora!".
Everyone else just stood in silence as Naru and Chisame stared mutely at each other. The younger woman was looking at pretty much a slightly older mirror image. The same facial features. The same thick glasses. The same hair color. The same antenna on the top of the head.
For a moment, the word 'compensating' somehow crossed through the minds of everyone in quite a concerned way. Everyone's but Mei's, who just smiled happily, seemingly unaware of the implications.
34- Negi, Chisame and Mana.
Roanapur.
The island was the most wretched and vile hive of scum and villainy at the Seas of South, even possibly all of the hemisphere.
Its stench disgusted the tall and dark skinned shapely woman's nose as she stood silent and motionless at the waterfront, guns in hand, just waiting. And waiting. It almost was dawn.
Behind her, sitting lazily at the edge of the pier, a woman a few years older smoked a cigarette. There was a large tattoo all over one of her arms, and she smelled of cheap booze and lots of gunpowder. Between both women, a young Japanese man stood in concern, trying to decipher the expressionless face of the deeply tanned exotic beauty.
"Maybe we should go looking for them" he finally said. His soft, polite voice made him to look even more out of place there than his typical business shirt and formal black pants ensemble.
"No" the standing woman said evenly. "I trust my husband to pull his part off. He'll be here in any moment now".
"Whatever you say" the other woman mumbled bitterly, spitting her spent cigarette into the sea and getting herself another one. "Yeah, I can count the seconds for it already" she humorlessly mocked. "One, two, thr—".
Right then, a car speeded by, roaring like a bat out of hell from the nearby dark streets, and screeching from a sudden halt right before the black haired woman. She didn't even step back. She only smiled, in a slight but noticeable way.
The car's driver, a blond man with three days of unshaven beard and wearing a Hawaiian shirt, peeked his head out of the window, waving at the sitting woman and the other man. "Hey, Revy! Rock! No problems on your side, I see!".
The tattooed woman snarled dryly as she stood up. "Benny, you don't know the fuckin' half of it. Where are your two geeky pals? Couldn't take the local heat after all?".
The dark skinned woman shot her a glare. "Do you wish to battle again, Two Hands?".
Revy grinned insanely, fingering her guns. "I thought you'd never ask, Latina...".
The man who looked like a cubicle worker attempted to calm her down. "Now, now, Revy, please.. Not here...".
A young couple emerged from the car's backseat. First, a boy who barely looked like he was starting to reach adulthood, with small glasses and long brown hair. He was helping out a girl who had reminded Revy of a slightly less idiotic Greenback Jane, with round thick glasses and long brown hair.
"You may be good with computers, but you are a danger behind a driving wheel!" she was screaming at Benny.
"I'm usually not like that when I'm not being pursued by shooters and winged demon-things. Really" Benny replied calmly.
Meanwhile, the Latin woman approached the young man, her smile becoming somewhat more placid. "Sensei" she said. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him violently towards herself, kissing his mouth passionately. Benny coughed and looked aside. Revy and the other guy just stared with jaded eyes. The brown haired girl just waited quietly, sighing to herself.
Then the tall woman pulled apart from the kiss and repeated the kiss, now with her.
Now that made Benny to watch.
Rock Okajima let his jaw to fall just a little.
Revy merely arched an eyebrow. "Buncha weirdos".
As the latin female broke the kiss, the smaller young woman blushed deeply, looking down with embarrassment. "Wh-What the hell, Mana! Not before others!".
"You got it?" Tatsumiya Mana asked simply.
Still blushing, Chisame nodded and briefly pulled a disc out of her handbag before safely putting it back inside. "Now we can leave this miserable hellhole once and for all? You two may have had fun here, but it's different for the one who can't dodge bullets!".
The young man with glasses laughed weakly. "I promise we'll take you somewhere better next year!".
She pulled his cheeks apart. "IT'LL BE IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO FIND ANY WORSE PLACE!".
Mana smiled turning to face Rock. "Thanks for everything, Okajima-san. Dean Konoemon will transfer your payment to your accounts as soon as we reach Mahora".
"He'd better" Revy snorted. "Or I'll go there and riddle your cheapskate asses full of bullets myself".
Mana forced a dangerous grin. "I'd be glad to cross guns with you again, Two Hands!".
"Same here, Lola!" Revy somehow managed to outcraze her grin with her own.
"Please, aren't we in the same side now?" Rock sighed in exhaustion.
A few minutes later, as the boat sailed away towards Japan, he was just happy they hadn't killed each other after all.
"So, Benny" Revy said as she went into the car.
"Yeah?" the pirate hacker asked.
"What the fuck was that they needed your help to crack?".
"Well, Revy, if you really need to know... it was part of a complex and dastardly plan from fiendish forces of beyond to destroy the Maginet, the superhighway of information for the Magical World, then to usher into a worldwide age of chaos and black magic".
"Fuck, Benny!" Revy spat the words out. "If you don't want to tell me, okay, but at least try a better goddamn joke!".
"I'm serious!" Benny protested. "Hell, Revy, I can tell you that Springfield guy used magic to keep us alive back there! Real magic! I wouldn't have ever believed until tonight, but after almost being eviscerated by a troll with bat wings and a witch, I can tell you I have a new outlook on that crap!".
"Sure, Benny. I believe ya" the gunslinger shook her head. "Man, you sure are gullible. What kind of magic crack dusts did they give you? It sure had to be some powerful drug, if that's what that bitch was using. The slut was even worse than Roberta. I barely could keep up with her by giving all my best".
As the car hummed heading back home, Rock mused, "At least Dutch will be happy. Konoemon-san's payment should be more than enough to cover all the damage".
"Mmm-hmmm" Benny hummed, keeping his eyes on the street. "Just make sure they don't pay us in anything called 'Magi-dollars'. From what I learned there, those things have almost no value now".
"There's a crisis everywhere, I guess" Revy yawned and stretched. "This ain't a time for fairy tales anymore".
35- Negi, Chisame and Konoemon.
She was pretty sure some wise man had once said both young age and old age had their advantages, but no one could enjoy them both at the same time.
She didn't remember who that wise man was. Maybe she'd ask one of her own men later. But she was sure the first part of the sentence was right. The second one, not so much.
36- Negi, Chisame and Fumika.
At first, Fumika had thought her sister would be angry. The stunned look on Fuuka's face when she had finally dared to tell her didn't exactly ease her fears for the first few moments.
But then, instead of getting disappointed or furious about being outdone, Fuuka had just started laughing.
"Good Job, Sis!" she had approved, cheerfully patting Fumika's shoulders several times, almost laughing her guts off. "Good Job!".
"Y-You are okay with it?" Fumika still doubted, shrinking down before her dominant twin. "Seriously? I-If you have any objection, I'll understand...".
"Me?" Fuuka blinked. "Why?".
It was Fumika's turn to wonder aloud. "Oneechan, don't you remember? We had promised to get Sensei together, and that none of us would take the edge over the other!".
Fuuka's brow twitched a bit. "When was that?".
"Oneechan! Don't tell me you don't remember! That time at the World Tree!".
"Ah. That" Fuuka rubbed her chin. "Sis, we were only children back then. I'm okay with it. Really. My, but you're a player!" she chuckled, elbowing her still flat chest teasingly. "It's true what they say about the quiet ones! Then again, I guess that applies to Chisame-chan too...".
Fumika pouted. "I still... I still thought that promise was important" she sulked. "That's why I felt so bad about breaking it. But you... you didn't even really care? You didn't even remember?" she demanded.
Fuuka lost her smile all of a sudden. "Fumika-chan, what's the matter? I don't understand you".
"No, you don't! We used to understand each other, always!" the shy one's voice cracked. "But you drifted away! That's why I had to look after Sensei on my own! Because I'd have lost him if I had to wait all my life for you!".
"But... I'm not interested about Negi-sensei" Fuuka stated, amazed her sister had assumed differently. "Not for a long while. I mean, he's a great guy and handsome, yes... but he's just not my type. And I already... have a boyfriend...".
Fumika's eyes snapped open. "You have a boyfriend?".
Fuuka looked aside with embarrassment. "Well" she chuckled. "It isn't anything serious yet. We only have dated a few times".
"But you didn't tell me!".
"Well, you hadn't told me about them and you until today, either!".
"That's different! My case is... much harder to explain! And I feared hurting you! But you wouldn't even care about it!".
"Well, excuse me for having my own life!".
"You're excused! Excuse me if I go to have my own, too!" Fumika had turned around and ran crying out.
Fuuka fumed, standing still where she was. "Stupid child! If you're going to marry anyone, grow up first!".
She bit her lower lip so hard it ached, then yelled, "FUMIKA, YOU IDIOT!".
They hadn't talked to each other for weeks after that. And then the weeks became months, even after the engagement was announced. Even after Negi, Kaede and even Chisame had talked to both sisters, each one refused to meet the other one.
Fuuka shook her head. "No, Sensei. I won't!". She crossed her arms.
"But... But it was such a petty, childish fight..." he pleaded. "Surely you have to realize that...".
"I do! And it was because she's a petty, childish person!" the fiery twin replied. "And everyone always thought I was the immature one! Hah! If you ask me, I spoiled her! I made her used to always depend on someone! I hope you and Chisame really want to raise children soon, because you'll have your first one as soon as Fumika steps into that house with you!".
Negi sighed sadly. "But you'll still attend the wedding, won't you?".
Fuuka's expression softened. "Of course I will. Because you are my friends. And it'll look bad if I'm the only one who doesn't go, right?" she half-laughed. "Can Tsubaki-kun go with me, too?".
Negi nodded. "Of course he can!".
Fuuka smiled fully now. "Good! It's not everday you get to see a wedding of that kind. But if he gets any funny ideas, I'm going to put a stop of it, okay?" she joked.
He laughed. "I-I guess it certainly isn't a thing for everyone!".
Fumika was unusually quiet and moody all through the morning's preparations that fateful day. Chisame was a nervous wreck, but that was pure anxiety. Fumika, on the other hand, just seemed somewhat depressed. Until Kaede approached her and put a hand on her right shoulder.
"She'll come" the tall ninja promised. "Don't be afraid-de gozaru".
Fumika's face reddened. "As if I cared!".
She still looked uneasy as she and Chisame, whose teeth clattered nervously, walked down the aisle to join the groom. She could feel everyone's eyes fixed on her. From Konoka's happy eyes to Zazie's lazy ones, from Evangeline's sharp pupils to Sakurako's bubbly ones. From Nitta-sensei's stern glare to Shizuna-sensei's contented gaze. All those eyes. All of them but those eyes that were so similar to her own, yet so different...
Until her breath stopped when she saw her twin sitting as near as she could, with Kaede and a guy Fumika didn't recognize. He was very tall, roguish looking, so very different from Sensei.
So different.
Then Fumika understood. Slowly, warmly, she smiled at her sister.
Fuuka just stared at her for a second, but then smirked back, quickly and winking an eye. "Good Job!" she repeated under her breath.
37- Negi, Chisame and Motsu.
The small, green froglike creature walked into the room wearing a bad red tie and imitating the movements of a 70s pornstar in a clumsy fashion.
"Yessss..." he said, wiggling his eyebrows. His weird voice gurgled like boiling water. "I'm ready for my scene, Director Shinbo... You can bring the babe and the boy now...".
"They won't come, Motsu-san" a voice said from the room's darkness.
"OH GOD!" the froggy thingy yelled out loud in badly spoken Engrish. "WHO'S THERE?".
Albert Chamomille stepped out towards him, wearing a full black leather B&SM ensemble over his furry body, including a tiny mask on his face. "They won't come!" he lamented. "Like me, you've been excluded from this! Kicked out of the Garden of Eden by vengeful angels with flaming swords!" the ermine claimed. "We're the rejects, Motsu-san! The outsiders! There's no place for us in Chiu-chan's warm bed!".
"Oh" Motsu said. "Well, that's a shame. That's life, I think".
He turned around and began walking for the door, but stopped when Chamo slammed a whip on his back. "OW! HEY, WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?".
"Your Mistress hasn't told you to leave yet!" the deranged ermine said. "Maybe you're happy with being left out in the cold, but this Caith Sith pure breed has had enough! If they aren't going to give me some, I'll take some from wherever I can find it! No matter where it is!".
Motsu's head was covered with a dozen drops of sweat now. "Um, maybe you should look for some help...".
Chamo cackled madly, jumping straight for him. "HA HA HA HA! YOU'RE ALL THE HELP I NEED!".
"OH CRAP!" Motsu screamed, panicking. "I'M SCREWED!".
Half a hour later...
"—BUT IN A GOOD WAY!".
38- Negi, Chisame and Ku Fei.
Ku Fei rested her chin on the table, her eyes barely focused on the book before her. "I'm bored" she declared.
"Tough" Chisame said unsympathetically from her seat nearby at the table, as she continued reading from her own book. "Remember, your entrance test is next week, and Negi will be disappointed if you fail this year again".
The martial artist groaned lowly, like an annoyed tiger cub. "I always can study tomorrow-aruuuu...".
"That's what you said yesterday" Chisame pointed out.
"I mean it this time" the former Baka Ranger rolled her head aside to use the pages of the open volume as a pillow.
Chisame closed her own book and asked, "Why don't you just quit it and focus on your Dojo and nothing else?".
Ku Fei's head perked up as she looked at the eyes of the other woman. "Nothing else-aruyo?".
"I mean, other than our home, naturally!" Hasegawa said in exhasperation.
"Nah" the dark skinned blonde slumped her head back down. "I want to be like Chao-aru. I want to 'multitask'. She once told me 'multitasking' was easy-aru. Like fighting several guys at once. Piece of cake-aru".
"Chao was a genius".
"I know. But I think I should be able to do at least a tiny part of what she did-aruyo. If that means I have to get into college, so be it-arune".
"It would help if you aimed for another career, too" Chisame suggested. "I mean... not to offend, but... I don't really see you as an accountant of all things".
"It'll help me to handle the Dojo's finances-aru. Make you both proud" she yawned.
"Well, then you must start taking those extra responsibilities seriously as of now!" the girl with glasses lectured again. "If you want to overwork yourself, you must put as much effort into it as Chao did! It's your funeral, but if you want it, then put as much resolve into it as you put into your martial arts! Because otherwise you aren't doing anything but—".
She blinked, seeing the blonde had just fallen asleep on the table, slightly drooling into the book's pages, giving tiny snores of contentment.
"Well, I guess it's useless to study if you're tired and can't put your mind into it" Chisame conceded, standing up and covering the other girl's upper body with a blanket. "Rest tight". She lightly kissed her forehead. "Idiot".
Then she happily marched towards their room. The bed all for herself and him alone tonight! God bless simple dear Ku Fei.
39- Negi, Chisame and Nagi.
Haruna's eyes sparkled as much as her pearly grin, as she craned her neck over the cafe's table, almost sticking her face to Chisame's. "So it's true!" the mangaka squealed.
"Wh-what if it is?" Chisame pulled back, annoyed. "Negi has just found his father after all these years, it's just logical they have a lot to catch up to! Why couldn't he stay with us for now?".
"She's right, Haruna" Yue quietly said while sipping her drink. "Stop reading between the lines".
Paru gave both of her librarian friends a hurt look. "Have I said anything wrong?".
"Not yet" Yue and Nodoka said at the same time. "But you're about to" Yue added. Nodoka only nodded vigorously.
"I only think it'd be a waste of a chance if Chiu-chan didn't take advantage of it" Haruna chuckled cagily, twisting her thick eyebrows up and down. "It's like two for the price of one...".
"Okay, you are starting to creep me out. Again" Chisame scowled before taking another sip from her glass.
"Ahhh, if it were me there...!" Haruna squeaked out. "'Father-In-Law, can I call you Daddy?' 'Yes, of course you can, Paru-chan'. 'Can we all bathe together like all Japanese families did in your time?' 'Yes, that's a great idea, Paru-chan'!".
"H-Haruna, we are at a public place! Lower your voice!" Nodoka begged with a full body blush.
She indeed lowered it, but only to grin even more and up the ante, much to Chisame's growing anger. "And then one day, you walk into the dining room and ask them, 'Do you want some sandwiches, Dear and Daddy?' And they say, 'Yes, we do! We'll be the bread... you can be the filling!'".
Nodoka spat her drink and pressed a napkin hurriedly against her nose. Yue, blushing only a little less, pulled a book out of her handbag and whacked Haruna over the head with it.
"YOU PIG!" Yue hissed.
Haruna laughed weakly rubbing the huge bump now on her head. "Relax, Yuecchi! Chiu-chan knows I'm only joking! Right, Chiu-chan?" she looked at their friend, who was almost spitting smoke out of her ears by now.
"Yes...Yes, I know!" she nodded, barely keeping herself under control. "My, just look at the time... I think it's time to go back home...".
She kissed the still livid Miyazaki and the poker faced Yue on a cheek, then gave Haruna a glare. "See you later, everyone...".
"Bye-bye!" Haruna waved happily. Nodoka mimicked her gesture, but she couldn't really articulate the words, and seemed to be still mostly attempting to wipe her nose clean. Yue bowed her head formally and said a brief goodbye.
After Chisame was gone, Baka Black addressed her tallest friend again. "You still haven't grown up at all".
"Hey, I'm not the one who still blushes and stammers like a child at the notion of sex!" Paru smiled smugly, looking at both of them. "Unless, of course, you two happen to be behind closed doors..." she suggested with a knowing glint in her eyes.
Nodoka and Yue immediately knew it was better to change the subject. How did Haruna do that kind of things, they never knew, but they wordlessly agreed it was better not to know.
Chisame was pale as a sheet of paper by the time she reached her house. She slammed the door behind herself, supporting her back against its frame, sweating cold.
Nagi and Negi had been watching the TV at the living room, sweaty and shirtless, when she had arrived. No doubt from another round of fight sparring all afternoon long. Yeah. Father and son curiously tilted her head towards her.
"Chi-chan?" the Thousand Master calmly asked. "What happened?".
She gave them a haunted look.
"I think Haruna's on us".
40- Negi, Chisame and Akira.
The First Time:
The shorter girl lifted an eyebrow.
"Are you really, really sure no one can see you here?".
The tall and elegant black haired beauty nodded. "Pretty much. It has been my secret place for a long while. It's far from the Academy and the city, almost into Iincho's property, but not close enough for her to wander here. I love being here". Her smile was placid and beautiful, as serene and natural as the warm summer breeze.
Chisame sat on the edge of the lake and took her shoes off, rubbing her feet and muttering, "Well, it's good to know that after you dragged us all the way here".
"I'm sorry about that. But I hope you'll find it as relaxing as I do" Akira softly said, offering her a smile as she unbuttoned her own shirt. Chisame was nodded indifferently until she caught a good glimpse of the swimmer's quickly unveiling cleavage, and the apparent lack of anything under her peeling off shirt. The hacker's eyes grew almost as big as Negi's.
"H-Hold on!" Hasegawa gasped. "You didn't bring a swimsuit? You don't plan to—".
But it was too late to protest; with only the slightest charming blush over her features, Akira already was as naked as the day she was born, and swiftly jumping into the crystal clear waters.
She swam like a gorgeous swan across the lake, mesmerizing both of them despite their shock. They still were half open mouthed when she finally stopped doing laps back and forth at a steady, notable speed, her head out of the water, her hair majestically floating all around herself.
"I suppose you won't join me" she stated, calm but just a bit hopeful.
"NO, THANKS BUT NOT!" they both backed away blushing crazily.
The Tenth Time:
"Well, maybe it won't hurt just taking a short brief dip in..." Negi hesitated as he reluctantly pulled his shirt off.
"SENSEI!" Chisame protested.
"B-But I'll keep my boxers on, I promise...!" he shrunk down before her.
The Sixteenth Time:
Okay, this time Chisame wasn't just going to remain just sitting at the water's edge like an idiot while they frolicked around like shameless morons. She had brought a swimsuit! So what if her figure wasn't as great as Akira's. Like that mattered. After all, they were only spending time off with a brat.
He needed to put his pants back on, regardless, but she wasn't going to stoop as low as to beg him for it. English Gentleman, her foot.
The Twentieth Time:
Ah, crap. Now she had forgotten the swimsuit. Oh well, just one time without joining them wouldn't hurt her, right? After all, it had been that way all those first times they visited the place.
But hell, it really was getting hot now. How long had that summer lasted anyway? Grumbling, she fanned herself with a magazine.
And the idiots looked like they were having so much fun. Without her.
She looked all around. What the heck.
It wouldn't kill her. Just for this once.
She started tugging her shirt off. He immediately stopped his swimming and stared in shock. "Hasegawa-san...?".
"WHAT? Like I have anything that she doesn't have! Or viceversa!".
The Twenty-Seventh Time:
Ayaka Yukihiro's face betrayed an ongoing mix of contradictory emotions as she stood at her highest balcony and looked into the distance with her finely tuned, state-of-the-art telescope.
"I should go there and stop them! Yet, I can't interrupt the innocent enjoyment of my sweet prince of the waves!" she lamented. "Alas, my heart is divided between enjoying the delights of his virginal beauty, and my fear towards those two indecent harpies looking to claim him for their own twisted purposes!".
"Maybe you should go there to join them if that is what you wish, Ojou-sama" the old butler standing behind her observed philosophically.
"What are you thinking, Sebastian?" the heiress yelled at him. "Why, I never would—!".
She paused, thought it over, and finally returned to her long distance watching. "On second thought, call Asakura right now. Tell her to keep me informed on the next time they take a 'free Sunday' off. I do believe it would do me good to take a casual stroll along our limits one of those days".