Chapter 2
Have you ever wondered what kind of music people listened to 100 years ago? I always figured a question like this would require serious research to truly understand the lives of our ancestors. In my time here in the 21st Century though, I began to notice a few things.
It's been a little over a month since I began school here in this temporal plane. I noticed that humans of the past aren't really different from myself or the life I had previously grown accustomed to. The technological differences were glaring, but the social aspects are surprisingly similar and easy to get accustomed to. Although, to be fair, I'd probably be saying otherwise if I had gone back to a time where I'd be chased down by angry villagers who think my magical music box is a demonic entity.
Maybe time travel isn't the best method of showing off your playlist. Remind me never to actually try that.
Of course, just as I was getting used to my quiet job, living peacefully among the people of old, none the wiser of my true origins, I found my true calling had found me, quite literally too.
I am a time traveler, and for the first time I was given a task that had to be accomplished by a temporal expert such as myself. Observing the girl who created a massive time quake seems like something I'm unqualified for, but my position as a high school student of this era allowed me to infiltrate Suzumiya Haruhi's very own club. This is a big deal!
Suzumiya-san was definitely a unique person, to say the least. Even if she weren't central to my mission, I don't think I could ever forget her in a million years. My first encounter with her was full of sexual advances and unnecessary pinching, but thankfully, she's not always like that.
Once her excitement over my joining had passed, it seems her attention was focused entirely on her club. The room that was mostly empty when I first joined began to fill up with more and more useful items in order to make club activities both comfortable and efficient.
Everything from cooking supplies, to shelves, to entertainment was handled with professional care. This Brigade felt more like an Organization than a mere high school club.
Of course, Suzumiya-san would still enjoy my body here and there, but her demeanor had become more playful and less prone to police investigations. There were even times where she managed to stay quiet, which is pretty much what everyone else was doing.
The mysterious Nagato-san remained in her chair every single moment we were in the clubroom. I wonder if she does anything when we're not around. After some in depth investigation I eventually confirmed that she is emitting a constant wave of Data. I presumed it was information for her IDSE superior, but maybe it had more personal information because one time she gave me a serious look when she caught me checking her out. Maybe she's secretly writing in her diary through an alien language.
Then there's Kyon-kun, who continued to be a gentleman and didn't cause much trouble. He didn't seem to mind being the only boy in the clubroom, although I noticed he seemed bored most of the time. At first I thought he secretly wanted to run off, but I soon sound my own face mimicking his pattern. This club was pretty boring.
Aside from the massive decorations, which consisted of little more than Suzumiya dropping off random items she sneaked into the school and placing them wherever they fit, not much has happened in this club.
"We can worry about club activities later. Right now we need to make sure this clubroom is prepared for when we actually have enough members to start our activities."
"What exactly are we supposed to be preparing for?"
"Kyon, try to think ahead! This is going to be our clubroom for the next three years. We need to make this place a suitable headquarters for such a long time! Oh, and Mikuru only gets two years cause she's a second year! Don't you want her time here to be as best as absolutely possible?"
Fights between Kyon and Suzumiya seem to be a regular thing. Actually, they're less like fights and more like grumpy kittens fighting over which ball of yarn they should play with next. Suzumiya-san would usually try to get us motivated with some vague or impossible task only to give a firm rebuttal and explain herself in detail whenever Kyon-kun questions it.
This always ended with Kyon-kun going quiet and letting Suzumiya-san continue her speeches, which I only hope were improvised. Maybe that's his intention and he just likes hearing her voice. The two seem like close friends with the way they bicker so casually. I'd have assumed they were boyfriend and girlfriend if it weren't for the "No way!" I received when I first asked. I learned quickly not to ask too many questions after that.
But then we have moments like right now. Little Miss Suzumiya was calmly sitting on her desk labeled "Brigade Chief" while looking out the window in deep thought. Why doesn't she just use a chair? Kyon-kun and I were quietly sitting at the table with nothing to do while Nagato-san continued doing what she does best.
"You know what we need? We so need a computer!"
Well at least the silence was being put to good use while Suzumiya-san thought of useful things we'd need. Despite taking several history classes, as are recommended for anyone wanting a career in time travel, I never was very fascinated with classic instruments. Seeing a 21st Century computer up close would be pretty neat though.
"That's why I'm gonna get us a computer right now!"
"From where? You're not going to rob an electronics store, are you?"
"Of course not, we're going somewhere closer."
Does that mean she'd rob a store if it were closer to the school?
Suzumiya-san grabbed a camera and asked us all to follow her. I know Nagato-san isn't an official member of this club, but it would be nice if she were dragged into this like the rest of us. Now I feel a little jealous of her getting the room all to herself.
Suzumiya-san continued her buddy routine with Kyon-kun as the two discussed something in low voices I couldn't make out. I hope we get a new member soon, then I'd have company whenever those two disappear into couples mode.
Just as their discussion was starting to get loud enough for me to hear them (whatever the plan is, it looks like they disagree, as usual), Kyon turns to me standing behind them and gives me a wink. Um…thanks? I get the feeling he's been waiting all day to make eye contact for that wink and didn't care if it made sense in context. Don't tell me I'll have to worry about a boy grabbing at me too now. This feels highly inappropriate, and a little embarrassing!
Ignoring the frisky teenagers, I noticed we were in front of the room labeled Computer Club. Once the others figured out the plan without me, Suzumiya-san simply barged in and Kyon-kun and I followed quietly while she announced our presence.
"Hello everyone! We're here to collect a computer!"
A young man in the back of the room stood up. Our two club leaders began negotiations while us mere subordinates looked on. I noticed the other Computer Club members seemed just as confused and unsure of what to do as I was, but Kyon-kun just stood next to me with a slight frown. That's not ominous at all.
"I'm the president of this club. Can I help you?"
"Didn't you hear me? I said give me a computer."
"What? No, that wont do. The school wont give us enough funding so we had to buy these computers with our hard earned money. We can't just give you one!"
"Why does it matter? We only need one."
"That's…just who are you guys anyways?"
"I'm Suzumiya Haruhi, Chief of the SOS Brigade. These are my Subordinates One and Two. Now I command you: hand over one of your computers. No excuses!"
These negotiations seem more like kidnapping ransoms if you asked me. Are we really going to just take a computer like that? These poor boys seem horrified at the idea of losing something they worked hard for. Kyon-kun, shouldn't we do something?
Kyon just gave out a big sigh. Something tells me he's used to these sort of things.
As the presidential debate went on, Suzumiya-san walked back towards us and pushed me ahead of her so I was now in between our two leaders. Um, am I supposed to do something? I couldn't hear the instructions from before with you two whispering like that. What if I screw something up!?
"Since you're going to be like that, we have our ways."
Suzumiya-san reached for the Computer Club president, who was staring at me wondering what kind of secret weapon I'm supposed to be. Trust me, if I had any secret weapons they'd probably be confiscated by now.
Unsure of what was going on, the Club President let his hand be grabbed effortlessly as our Brigade Chief guided them to their next destination. It was at this moment I learned about the secret weapons I wasn't aware of, but Suzumiya-san knew plenty about.
Click
"What!?"
Now by this point I have had my breasts touched and groped by an energetic teenage girl more times than the number I was most comfortable with: zero. Suzumiya-san is important to my mission though, and even though it makes me uncomfortable, having my private space invaded by a girl younger than myself was something I was willing to endure for the sake of protecting time and space.
This situation I was in now did not match that description. Although Suzumiya-san was definitely the culprit once more, the hands pressing into my breast was not the small hand of the energetic Chief I have come to know in recent times, but that of the strange boy I just met a few minutes ago.
Since I am a professional time traveler, I made certain to handle this situation in a mature and efficient manner.
"Kyaaa!"
This is gross! I don't want these boys touching me! This is not what I signed up for when I joined a club while having my breasts touched, which I admit, was probably not the smartest of actions I took in recent years.
"Kyon, another picture."
Suzumiya-san barked her orders at the one boy in this room I felt familiar with. I didn't notice earlier, but Kyon-kun was holding the camera brought out with us and was now taking pictures. No, I don't want a picture to remember this by! That's the opposite of what I want!
Just as Kyon-kun prepared the camera again Suzumiya-san pushed the Computer Club President into me. My biggest concern was shielding my breasts in the hopes that he wont end up jamming his face in there, but the real thing was much worse and the next thing I knew I was pushed onto the ground with this boy on top of me.
Someone get him off me! His hands are everywhere too. Hasn't he ever gotten up after falling down before? It's not hard. Just put your hands onto something firm and push yourself up. I am most certainly not firm!
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
The Club President managed to get up and focused his attention to the girl that caused this fiasco. Me? Honestly I don't think I even tried to get up for a while. I don't want boys touching me like this. Now I just want to cry.
"Ah ah ah. We now have photographic evidence of blatant sexual harassment. If you don't want these photos leaked all over the school then you'd better hand over that computer."
Oh, and now we're doing blackmail. That's exactly what I had on my to-do list for the day right after getting felt up by some strange high school boy. Just forget everything, Mikuru-chan. Lie down, stare at the ceiling, and think of England.
"What kind of joke is this? You grabbed my hand! I'm innocent!"
"Oh really? I wonder how many people are going to believe that."
I sat myself up, trying to tune out this discussion going on now that I've served my purpose. This really wasn't where I thought I'd be five years ago when I told my grandmother I wanted to grow up to be a successful businesswoman at the fancy time corporations.
It was bad enough going through that touching fiasco. In fact, I can still feel those boney fingers clinging to my flesh and shifting my shirt and bra around. No way I'm readjusting them now with all these eyes on me. At least I assumed they were. I didn't really feel like looking up at the boys who just watched that shameful moment.
"My members are witnesses. They know I didn't do anything!"
"Then I'll just say you all tried to gang rape her."
At that instance everyone's face turned white, including mine. Oh god, did it really have to come to this?
Think, dammit! If Suzumiya continues like this who knows what might happen next. My legs refused to stand up, but I still have hands! I'll have to get her to stop even if I have to drag myself over to her.
"Suzumiya-san…"
Foop
Ow! Did she just kick away from her legs? I think Suzumiya's the last person to get touchy about personal space! I wish I had a secret weapon right about now. One that could be used by me and not by breast obsessed young girls.
"Just pick one and get out!"
"Which one is the latest model."
Suzumiya-san continued the negotiations as if nothing had happened. If these Computer Club people seriously give in to her then I really have to question the chivalry of this time period. Why are high school boys always useless when I need help the most?
Over the next few minutes the negotiations were made. The SOS Brigade now had a brand new computer, which the Computer Club was kind enough to install themselves. Not one person offered to help me up. Thanks guys!
Once the room had cleared out I just sat myself in the corner. Just what was I doing? This mission was supposed to be about observing the effects of the Zero Point and to be on the lookout for any unusual temporal or Data-based activity from Suzumiya Haruhi or her surroundings. Instead I probably ended up in the most humiliating mission in the history of time travel.
I'm not even that embarrassed about these things. I had health class in school too you know. What Suzumiya Haruhi does to other girls' bodies is up to her, but why do I have to get involved in all this? I just wanted to spy on her. When did I become her own personal toy?
"Asahina-san. Come on, let's go."
Kyon-kun tried his best to get me back up. Having him look at me with extreme pity reminded me of before. He gave me a chance to back out. I could have avoided this but instead I chose to say. What did I even say? Kyon-kun's staying, so I can too. I figured back then that he'd be as inconvenienced as I was, but on the contrary, he seems to enjoy Suzumiya-san's company and has yet to have his body used in any way.
That wasn't all I decided on though. I knew what I was getting into. This is an important mission, not just for me, but for everyone. I was in charge of uncovering information on the biggest scientific mystery ever faced by man. It's no coincidence I was sought out to join the SOS Brigade. It was predetermined from the beginning that I, Nagato-san, and even Kyon-kun, would all be brought together by Suzumiya Haruhi.
This was my job. I can't back out now, especially after Kyon-kun was nice enough to offer me a chance to do so. Sad as it is to say, the boy who just took photographs of me getting molested was my best friend in all this. I'll have to do my best and trust that everything will work out in the end.
I got up after Kyon offered his hand. Being picked up was a surprising pick-me-up. When Kyon let go of my hand I felt like I could trust him. Things will only get better, and I'm sure he'll definitely stop Suzumiya-san if she ever gets carried away.
Alright, then it's decided I'll stay. Although I guess I've already decided on that about three times now, but this time I mean it. If Suzumiya-san ever wants to use Kyon-kun's body for fun though, I'll be sure to let her enjoy his manly features to her heart's content. It's only fair, right Kyon?
I'm only kidding.
"So, do you bring lunch from home or buy your own lunch."
The next day I was surprised to discover Suzumiya-san looking for me in the halls. It was frightening enough seeing her before the end of school, but when she invited me to eat lunch with her I didn't know what to expect.
I had a nice lunch packed away in class, but I wasn't comfortable eating in the cafeteria, so I instead opted for a simple cup of machine brewed iced tea. The sooner I finish lunch here the better.
Fortunately, Suzumiya-san ate rather quickly. Is she afraid someone might steal it? I was a little hungry with just my drink, but I'm definitely capable of waiting until I get home without stealing other people's food (I grabbed a few bites before heading to the club later on though, not that it matters).
"So, Mikuru-chan, yesterday's mission was a success, don't you think? You played the part perfectly!"
The only part I "played" was the part where I resisted the urge to push you onto the Computer Club members and see how you'd like it. Then again, I can't really trust how Suzumiya-san would act in such a situation…
"Anyways, hope that pervert didn't hurt you or anything. I wanted to ask if you were okay, but those Computer losers took forever getting things working. You're okay right?"
I opened to answer just before I was interrupted.
"Of course you are! You're a member of the SOS Brigade after all! Don't worry though. Our next event should be less stressful. I've got plans for our future and you wont have to do any dirty work like that anytime soon. I'll find you something more productive to do, promise!"
Being winked at by Suzumiya-san proved to be more nerve wracking than having Kyon-kun do the very same. I would have taken comfort in her words, but I wasn't quite sure what falls under "dirty work" and what falls under "productive". She neglected to mention what these future plans were.
"This was fun, but don't get too relaxed. We still have a lot of work to do! Kyon's working on the website right now. Come to think of it, I should probably check up on him. Lunch time's almost over anyways. It's been nice talking with you Mikuru-chan! We should spend more alone time together, right? Maybe have some fun in private!"
Note to self: Do not spend time alone with Suzumiya-san.
"Be sure to show up for club activities today! I've got something special planned. If you're late for one second I'll have to punish you. Better show up if you don't want a spanking, Mikuru-chan!"
Suzumiya-san ran off to her classroom with a speed that would make Olympic Daydreamers have a run for their money. I was left where I was seated, hoping nobody overheard her spanking comment. I admit, it was nice to see Suzumiya acting more calm, and she at least tried to ask how I was doing and assured me things would get better.
It seemed like she meant no harm, she just didn't think things through. Maybe she really doesn't think any of the things that happened to me are a big deal. I can't exactly be mad at her. I just have to make myself clearer from now on.
"Hey! Mikuru!"
Before I could escape to someplace quiet I was quickly forced back into everyday high school life. Normally I spent my lunch period eating in the classroom with fellow classmates. Among them included a close friend, [Tsuruya].
Tsuruya-san could be described as the girl Suzumiya-san could be if she understood how normal people act. While Tsuruya-san herself has acted with the same energetic and playful behavior Miss Suzumiya was known for, my close friend never went to far as to turn my breasts into her personal playthings. At best I'd get a comment on my "gorgeous you-know-whats" compared to her more waifish figure.
"Whatcha doing here in the cafeteria? I heard you got abducted again! Was it fun?"
Tsuruya-san tilted her head sideways to peak over my shoulder and into my empty tea cup. Her long hair slid down to the table as she gave me her patented smile. I always thought I was lucky to have someone like her as a friend, but after my run in with Suzumiya-san I'm beginning to wonder if I just naturally draw in a certain crowd.
"I can't believe you actually joined that club. Everyone at school's talking about that Suzumiya girl. I've seen her do some weird stuff myself. You better be careful Mikuru. Although it looks like I shouldn't worry if this Kyon boy's as nice as you say he is. I bet you enjoy having such a lovely young man protecting you, huh?"
It's not like that at all. I'd prefer not to have anything that requires protection in the first place. Kyon-kun would be loads more fun to be around if we could just have some real fun together. Wait, that came out wrong.
"You really do draw in the funniest kinds of people Mikuru-chan!"
Does that include you? Tsuruya-san and I laughed our way to our next class together, although the laughter was mostly from her. Right now I was out of the Suzumiya Zone and returning to my semi-normal life as an ordinary high school girl.
I just hope this special surprise Suzumiya-san has in mind is something I can manage.
That afternoon I was the first to arrive in the clubroom. Actually, Nagato-san was there before me, but I swear she spends all her time here anyways.
With all this Suzumiya mess going on I never considered speaking with Nagato-san. I've observed her quietly and now know she's very likely to be an interface of the Sentient Entity, but what exactly do I say to her? Do I bring up the time quake and collaborate or leave her to her own business? How about small talk? She'd probably be more interested in her book than anything I'd have to say.
It wasn't long before Kyon-kun arrived anyways. I'm used to him and Suzumiya-san being together, so it felt odd for him to arrive alone.
"Where's Suzumiya-san?" I asked.
"God knows. She's been gone since sixth period. Probably off nicking equipment somewhere."
Equipment? Please don't tell me I'll have to do what I did yesterday after all…
"Don't worry, if she tries to do anything strange I'll stop her."
Kyon? This motivation would have been handy earlier, but it's nice to hear him say it out loud.
"She'll just have to use her own body for blackmail from now on. It's not like I can't beat her when it comes to scuffles."
Has Kyon always looked this bright and handsome? After his actions yesterday I thought I could only count on him in extreme situations, but now I feel like I can trust him with anything. In that case…I'm counting on you Kyon-kun.
"Hiya! Sorry I'm late!"
Suzumiya herself walked into the room, carrying multiple bags with her. What did she get this time? I was about to ask what's in them when the sound of the door locking brought my attention to the greater concern of the fact that Suzumiya herself walked into the room.
"Suzumiya." Kyon bravely made his new stance clear for the whole club to hear. "What are you planning today? I'll be frank, I'm not doing any blackmailing or plundering again."
"What are you talking about? I'd never do anything like that."
Kyon's evolution from high school boy to white knight proved to be no use against Suzumiya-san's logic. It's not very effective.
"I made these flyers to introduce everyone to the SOS Brigade!"
Sure enough, Suzumiya pulled out a pack of flyers from one of the bags. If all I have to worry about today is paper then I think it was wrong of me to assume Suzumiya-san would go back on her word to not make me do any more stressful work.
The SOS Brigade's founding principle:
The first line on the flyers was hand written and appeared to be followed by a very odd description.
We the SOS Brigade are seeking out all sorts of paranormal events. We welcome anyone who has experiences, is experiencing, or senses they will soon experience any kind of supernatural or mysterious events to come to us for consultation. We will do our best to answer your questions.
So this club is meant to be a set of paranormal consultants? I thought it was something about making life more fun. Wasn't that what Suzumiya-san was always talking about? Where did this paranormal thing come from? I don't really want to go ghost hunting or anything.
"You don't have to go Kyon. Just me and Mikuru-chan will do."
What? Did I miss out on another conversation again? The last time that happened things did not end well for me.
Kyon put down the bag he picked up and sat down. It seems only Suzumiya and myself will be handing out flyers. As I prepare to get going I saw Suzumiya-can reaching for the other bag. I completely forgot about that. What's in it?
"Ta-da!"
In her hands was a piece of fabric. A costume. As it unfolded, it was evident that Suzumiya-san was holding out a black leotard, complete with net stockings, a bow tie, white cuffs, and bunny ears, all on one convenient coat hanger.
Suzumiya-san is into bunny girl costumes. I can't say I'm surprised by such a reveal. What could she possibly need that for?
"To dress up as a bunny girl of course!"
As long as I don't have to get touched and ogled, Suzumiya can wear whatever she likes.
…
Wait, why is she looking at me like that? This costume is for her right? She doesn't honestly expect me to wear it does she?
"Of course! I even prepared one for you!"
Reaching into the bag, the frisky looking girl pulled out a second red set. She wants us both to wear them!?
"I'm not wearing that!"
"Don't worry, the size will fit you perfectly."
That is not what I was concerned about. Wait, how does she know my size anyways? That's irrelevant. I don't want to wear that!
"Oh, stop complaining."
Before I knew it I felt a familiar feeling. The bizarre girl known as Suzumiya Haruhi was once again wrapped around me feeling around the front of my body. Unlike before though, she was focused entirely on my uniform.
Oh god, is she undressing me!?
"NO! Stop it!"
"Now be a good girl and don't move!"
Of course, I understand Suzumiya technically kept her promise. Wearing a revealing costume is less dirty work than being molested on film, but this is nowhere near as far away from yesterday's activities as I had hoped.
I tried to pull away, but this girl was really strong! I struggled to avoid her movements but there was no stopping her wrath. My clothes would soon be reduced to nothing and all I could do was wiggle around helplessly.
Wait, Kyon-kun! You said you wouldn't let Suzumiya-san do anything like this! Help me! Wait, what's he looking at?
Suzumiya had already fumbled with my clothes in order to reveal my underwear and cleavage to the teenage boy watching me get undressed. Why did I choose to wear a fluffy pink star pattern bra today? Why?
Abort the mission Kyon! Get out! Don't look at me!
Just as Kyon-kun began to run out the door I was temporarily freed. Perfect! Unfortunately I turned to see Suzumiya-san was removing her own clothes as well. She really expects us to wear those things doesn't she?
"Don't just stand there, take that off!"
Suzumiya would only let go of me just long enough to remove an article of her own clothing, which she did very quickly, as she does with most everything. The worst part was that even when I had given in and begun undressing myself, it was deemed too slow for her liking and I was nevertheless subjected to more grabby paws.
Even more unpleasant was the fact that Haruhi had already undressed completely long before me, so I not only had to deal with her hands, but also her own body pressed up against me every time she struggled to get my own clothes off faster.
Just to remind everyone, I received no satisfying feeling from neither Suzumiya touching me, nor her naked breasts rubbing against my back. I will also choose not to disclose any information on what contact was experienced between Suzumiya-san's fingers and my nipples, which are nobody else's business.
Eventually I was squeezed into the tight bunny girl costume. Not only did it expose skin I was not comfortable exposing, it was not the perfect fit I was promised. It didn't just squeeze my belly, but also my breasts felt constricted and pushed upward, somehow exposing even more cleavage than I'm used to.
You know, before last week I never gave my own breasts much thought. Why are they suddenly getting more attention than a pop idol? I have other features you know. Do you like feet Suzumiya? I did my toes yesterday!
Suzumiya-san was obviously excited. Her eyes widened and her smile grew wider once she saw me completely nude, which is a side of her I wish to permanently erase from my brain's memory files. The bunny girl dressed in black wasted no time letting Kyon inside to feast his eyes on our new costumes.
Once inside Kyon-kun and Suzumiya began their usual back and forth nature. Kyon had asked why Nagato-san wasn't wearing a costume, which was an answer I too would like to hear. She didn't even look up from her book! I'm guessing she wont be much help in an emergency.
"I only bought two costumes. The deluxe set is very expensive."
Great, now I have to be extra careful now that I know this is an expensive costume. I can only imagine what trouble I'd get into if I ruin it. They're actually very well made costumes, so at least Suzumiya should get her money's worth.
While Kyon and Suzumiya talked I slowly sat myself down. The bunny tail on my backside wobbled as I sat down, creating yet another uncomfortable sensation, this time focused on my bottom. I planted myself on the chair, only for me to immediately get called back to attention.
"Let's go Mikuru-chan!"
But I just sat down. Our clothes are still on the floor even. I don't want my stuff making a mess. Do we have to do this? People are going to stare at us!
Too weak to resist, and also too afraid to break these heels which I now know cost a fortune, I quietly shuffled behind Suzumiya-san. When we passed by Kyon I reached out my hand. Please save me.
"Sorry, no can do" is what he'd probably say. Even Kyon-kun can't stop Suzumiya's ambitions.
Luckily we only had to pass out flyers for a little bit before teachers came to the front gate where Suzumiya-san had taken us. At least, that's what I'm told is what happened. To be honest I was much too embarrassed being seen in a bunny girl outfit in front of the entire school. Not a single boy noticed my water filled eyes up by my face.
I take back what I said about this not being as bad as yesterday. At least nobody outside the Brigade and Computer Club knew about that, and I'm sure those club members would be too embarrassed to come near me again, but this is different. I was seen by everyone! And I'm sure to hear more about his tomorrow.
Once the teachers showed up I tried my best to just hide in the corner and cover myself, which was harder to do once my flyers were confiscated. I need those!
Suzumiya-san ignored the teachers completely and even tried to pass out flyers to the students awkwardly watching the conflict. Eventually she had to be dragged away, as well as myself. Oddly enough though, I was let go after Suzumiya had a talk with one of the teachers.
And that was it. There was nothing else worth mentioning. I went back to the clubroom and rested my head on the table. Now let us never speak of this day again.
"Damn those teachers! Always getting in my way!"
Oh, and Suzumiya returned at some point after that. Come to think of it I didn't pay any attention to Kyon when I sat down. Sorry for not explaining Kyon-kun.
"This pisses me off! That's it for today. Dismissed!"
I heard a door slam followed by the sounds of clothes shuffling. Oh right, I'm still in my bunny girl costume. And also wearing a coat. I don't remember that getting there. Isn't this Kyon's?
"How long are you going to cry like that? Hurry up and change?"
As soon as I brought myself out of my depression I found myself experiencing Suzumiya's wonderful touch again. Please, no more.
At the very least the bunny girl outfit was much easier to remove than my school uniform, which was neatly folded and resting on a spare chair off to the side. How long was I out again?
Even better was that Suzumiya was in a much worse mood than before. Actually, that wasn't good for her at all and I kind of hope she feels better by the end of the day, but it also meant she was less aggressive and allowed me to dress myself a little more often than before. She also waited until I was completely dressed before putting on more than her underwear. Why does she have to make things as embarrassing as possible?
Once that ordeal was over with I just wanted to go home. Suzumiya sat at her chair and seemed to be in heavy thought looking out the window again. Taking the time to neatly fold Kyon-kun's jacket I quietly opened the door and held it out to the boy waiting patiently outside.
He didn't help me. He said he'd protect me, but he didn't. And what could he have done? He's just an ordinary boy. He doesn't stand a chance against someone as stubborn as Suzumiya. I'm the time traveler though. I should be better prepared for these situations. There must be something I can do right?
Either way, I didn't blame Kyon for not helping me. He tried his best, and I was the one who yelled at him after all. He accepted his coat and just watched me quietly.
"If something bad ever happens to me Kyon, will you marry me?"
Kyon's silence just made my comment all the more difficult to process. At this rate it'll be a miracle if I can survive a second month in this school. Suzumiya-san will be the death of me, and I get the feeling Kyon-kun wont be of much help preventing that disaster from happening.
In the end, I could only blame myself for letting this happen. I'm the one who got bright ideas about saving the world. All I had to do was watch Suzumiya. Nobody ever told me to go blindly into her lair. I really should have thought this through better.
I'm not fit for this kind of work. I'm a horrible time traveler. And I'll never look at PE class the same way again. Why did I join this Brigade?
