Shimoneta: A Boring World Where The Concept
Of Dirty Jokes Doesn't Exist

—NOVELLA—

This story is based on characters and events in the anime/manga. I enjoyed this anime from beginning to end and I wanted to write a story that could reflect the genre. I found its belief system and the fight for certain personal freedoms relatable and interesting.

Reader Warning: This anime is MA Rated and is for mature readers only.

Part One

Tanukichi Okuma never once considered himself to be an ero-terrorist. He wished to only educate the school body at Tokioka Academy to think outside the box. What he did as a member of SOX was to give others a venue to express themselves as a tool for health and wellbeing sixteen years after Law for Public Order and Morals in Healthy Child-Raising was enacted.

His partner Kajou Ayame in SOX was right. People needed to express themselves naturally, not to be subverted by such laws that went against the very nature of humanity. Pent up feelings served to harm people, erupting at the worse times—when property stimulated—gushing out like wet dream.

Tanukichi knew this all too well, because almost daily he would wake up with a hard-on that would make the Eiffel Tower in France look-on with envy. He couldn't deal with it, of course, because of the Morality Code of Health subjected by the morality collars every person was forced to wear. Self-gratification was looked upon as unhealthy and went against the health and wellbeing of all young men and women. And that self restrict was the best form of therapy as it also taught a person self-discipline.

Anna Nishikinomiya, the Student Council President at Tanukichi's school, secretly disagreed, and expressed herself openly with Tanukichi, even engaging in lewd and overly persistent sexual arousal behaviour towards him. Her mother was a member of the Moral Authorities and a strict advocate for youth abstinence. Tanukichi didn't mind the attention, per se. However, Anna seemed to go overboard, that he often had to run and hide from her advances. And yet, she caught him like a rat in a maze.

But Anna wasn't the only person Tanukichi had to content with now when it came to issues of this kind. A new transfer student had come to Tanukichi's school and he had immediately become a little too friendly for comfort, taking a liking to Tanukichi. Tanukichi wasn't into guys.

Tanukichi was the co-founder of SOX, an "ero-terrorist faction" in Japan that wished to bring the concept of "sexual health" back to the forefront of society again because to repress any freedom of speech was an act of discrimination.

Granted, he blackmailed into joining SOX by Kajou despite his father being imprisoned for defying the Moral Laws, but over time he soon came to realize he was doing society a favour and that he was also honouring his father, who was an advocate for basic freedom of speech in Japan.

But like all secret avengers, he had to wear a disguise to keep his secret identity safe.

Tanukichi donned: a pair of black panties, a black lace garter belt, suspenders with black stockings, back boots, and a green pair of track pants tied over his shoulders in case he had to withdraw from his disguise in a hurry. He also wore a pair of white woman's underwear for a face mask. The rest was the exposure of naked flesh. Every time he fought in the name of SOX, he thought of his father,and was proud to be Zenjuro Okuma's son, because he was expressing himself in a mannerism that went against the staunch-society norm. That was exactly what the concept of freedom of speech entailed.

As he walked the halls of the school after visiting the bathroom, he kept an ever vigilant eye out for his newest admirer—a boy his age named Riley Tasei, who was the son of a wealth philanthropist and a high ranking official in the Moral Authorities Organization. Riley lived in a grandiose mansion at the top of a large mountain, a castle in the sky, per se, fifteen miles away. Riley came in a limo to school every morning, like some rich, affluent kid—which he was.

The first time he showed up, the student body were in awe. Even Tanukichi was surprised that Riley had picked his school when there were so many others to choose from in other prefectures that had a higher moral code standings. But when asked why, Riley said he wanted to come to a school where he could be just a regular student instead of mingling with a bunch of elitists, and snooty, stuck-up rich kids, who thought they were better than ninety-nine percent of Japan's youth.

That had garnered some respect from Tanukichi when Riley said that. But it soon came apparent to him that Riley came to his school to obtain more freedom for engage certain pursuits, and his main objective, at the moment, was Tanukichi—being of a certain persuasion, frowned upon in Japan's restrictive and authoritarian, established society. Tanukichi just happened to be in the front of the school when Riley's limo first pulled up and if love was a disease, then Riley was sick for Tanukichi.

Love at first sight was the appropriate term.

Tanukichi's eyes darted from side to side looking for Riley. He thought he heard someone creeping up from behind and jerked around. But he saw no one. But when he turned back around, he yelped startled. But it was only Kajou and he breathed out a sigh of relief.

"You seem jumpy today," she said, but grinned amused. She knew what was going on, he had told her. "Watching you back for Riley?" She produced kissing noises. "It's nice to have an admirer."

Tanukichi's heart was still pounding from the sudden start. He frowned. "I don't need that kind of attention, Kajou. He's been following me around everywhere and it's creepy."

"You're Riley's newest squeeze according to what I've heard about him. Have you allowed him to sample the local cuisine yet? I'm sure he'll love to taste some salty nuts." She snickered.

"Of course not!" Tanukichi said with a narrowed stare. Kajou seemed to get a sick twisted pleasure from seeing Tanukichi freak out. He didn't think it was funny.

"The rumour mill has it that he was forced to leave his last school because he got too friendly with one or more of his classmates," she revealed. "His father managed to cover it up. He's high up in the MAO. But what I'm hearing is mere conjecture."

"Yeah, well, it's not mere conjecture anymore," Tanukichi said wearily. "I'm getting a little tried looking over my shoulder all the time. He's too friendly for my sake and I don't want any part of it. And don't let Saotome get wind of this or she'll decide to design a new pairing for one of her artist renditions."

"You mean a pairing of two very 'friendly' students who enjoy each other's company in the prime of their healthy youth?" She laughed short. She was using innuendo. If she didn't, the PM's would alert the MAO of any 'flagged words' and sent someone to investigate.

Tanukichi knew anyone who violated the morality collars by expressing lewdness of any kind would immediately be recorded and issued a warning by the Police, or a "Prefect" would attend the school and assess the situation, subsequently detain, and perhaps arrest the student if the violation was severe enough. So Kajou had to keep it on the low-key and often used fruitful word-play.

"Don't even joke about that! Saotome likes to fantasize, but Riley actually wants it to happen. He's told me such. I'm not into that sort of thing!" Despite cross-dressing for my secret identity as a member of SOX, but it's a form of freedom of expression…

"How do you know if you don't like something unless you try it?"

"No, thank-you!" Tanukichi put up his hands. "Anna is enough excitement for me. She has plenty of energy to keep me busy on a continuous bases. When it comes to me, she goes into fists of, you know…"

Kajou took out her phone, switching something on. It was more than just a phone. It had a three-minute counter with the power to disrupt the power of the morality collars creating a safe bubble of static. She showed it to him soon after they met, her father designing it.

Kajou closed a fist, bobbing it up and down. "She likes to 'fist' you? Wow! I never knew you were it that sort of this? You surprise me."

Tanukichi's eyes widened with disbelief. "No! She goes into 'fits' of affection. That's all!"

He wanted to swear. It was still difficult for him even with Kajou's phone out. He knew he could speak freely with its timer going, but he was also in school and people could overhear them. He pulled Kajou aside from the classroom door and into a more secluded part of the hallway so they could speak alone and without the fear of eavesdropping.

"You still need to be careful of what you say at school, Kajou," Tanukichi said. "The walls have ears. By the way, Anna wants us at a surprise council meeting tonight after school. I hate surprises from her. Who knows what she'll try?"

"We both know what Anna wants," Kajou said with a lush smirk. "She wants you to make her gush like Old Faithful, like that geyser in Yellowstone National Park in America."

Eyes wide, Tanukichi said, "That's what I'm trying to avoid," he said nervously. "Anna comes—I mean, comes on..." He saw Kajou's face when he said it and Tanukichi immediately regretted the choice of those words, "...too strongly. Anna's had me cornered a couple of times and has even expressed her enthusiasm all over me." He preferred to use euphemisms even with Kajou's phone timer on at school. "Gouriki even found us in the middle of the school gardens one time, after Anna released all over my face in the midst of one of her libidinous bouts. Gouriki thought it was sweat when he found them. Tanukichi just lay there, exhausted by the sheer actions Anna took and the end result."

Kajou laughed louder than was normal. "Then you know what you need to do then, don't you? Give her the Tanukichi love stick, your love O-Okuma, so she can finally release her river of love. After she's had her full, maybe she may just move on?"

"Knowing Anna, she'll never have her fill of me. She'll tear me apart the first chance she gets, drain me dry until I'm nothing more than a dehydrated old carcass in the midday sun. She likes to steal my underwear, too. Last health class, someone broke into locker and stole my shorts. I bet it was her. I'm going commando right now. So between Anna and Riley, I'm up a creek with a paddle."

Kajou smiled and stared at his crotch. "Don't pitch a tent or you'll poke someone's eye's out," she chuckled. "I know you, Tanukichi, you probably have intense fantasies. Think back to the bathhouse when you were pinched firmly between Anna's checks and all the other times she gave you were 'love nectar'."

Tanukichi gave her a stare. "Don't remind me, those aren't fond memories. She's very strong. Too strong, in fact—obsessive compulsion drives her, I'd say. And don't dare make a dirty joke about that."

Kajou smirked. "Getting back to the Riley, we are ero-terrorists. And since we began educating the masses, you have to admit, we'd eventually meet up with people with repressed homoerotic tendencies. So don't shun those in need of expression with your own woes. It's unfortunate for you that you're the target of Riley's desires. However, if push comes to shove, you might have to give him the full blitz…" —Kajou thrust her hips at him— "…of your abilities. "But if you do, you'll have to give me a blow-by-blow account of what happened, okay?"

Tanukichi shook his head incredulously.

"And I'll draw it!" came Saotome's wily voice.

Tanukichi started, as the small statuesque girl came up from virtually nowhere with a sketch pad and pencil in her mouth. She couldn't draw with her hands or the moral collars would know, but her mouth was gifted with artist prowess and she was able to produce, he had to admit, some pretty detailed and intense art work. Unfortunately, most of her artwork focused on him, and an exclusive homoerotic comic book that appeared very popular at school, starring Gouriki as his lover.

"Don't you dare, Saotome!" Tanukichi warned. "I already have enough issues with your comics about me and Gouriki. I get a lot of weird looks from students, male and female, some flattering, some not. Tell you the truth, it borders on beastialaity."

Time was almost up on the phone, but Kajou had to say one last thing as the seconds ticked down. She only had limited usage per day. "Well, Saotome's art offers a unique perspective on what some students, especially those in the closet want to see. They are afraid to express their feelings naturally because of Japan's moral laws. And you're so cute, Tanukichi." Kajou pinched his cheek. "The girls want to suckle on your wand of love and even some boys are interested in some extra protein from her…" —she winked— "…your junior O, with cries of yearning out for more!"

Tanukichi put up a hand, stopping her. "Please, no more. Now, you're creeping me out more." Glancing down at Saotome, he saw that she was already involved in a new sketch. It was of him with another a boy and a girl in a threesome. In the preliminary sketch before shading, Tanukichi was "screwing" the girl from behind, while the boy was driving it home behind. "Stop that!"

He tried to grab the sketch, but Saotome was too fast. "This will be a masterpiece! I wonder if people will start paying for my artwork? I think I could probably make a lot of money." And she smiled devilishly.

To be continued...