Two female officers led Michiru into her cell, advising her to put the few things she was allowed to bring into the cupboard. "Welcome to Tokyo State Prison." The taller one of the two women spoke. "Take care of yourself, stay away from the Sisters. Be nice to Haruka Tenoh, she's the secret boss here." Michiru just nodded, and the two women left her alone. The aqua haired woman just had started to put her things into the cupboard when the door opened and a young woman with blue hair walked in, reading a magazine. "Hi." Michiru greeted softly, and the woman's head perked up. "Dear God, you startled me!" she exclaimed, and Michiru blushed. "Sorry." She apologized before introducing herself: "I'm Michiru Kaioh." "Ami Mizuno." The woman replied, and the two of them shook hands. "You're the new one, ha?" Ami then asked, and Michiru sighed. "Unfortunately, yes." "You'll get used to be here. It's not a bad place, if you know the right people." "And the right people are…?" Michiru asked. Ami just smiled. "I'll introduce you to them at lunch. Come on, or we'll be late." Michiru nodded, and the two went off.
Soon Michiru found herself in a huge cantina, surrounded by other prisoners. Ami took her over to the food expense, the two women helped themselves to a tray and stood in the line patiently. However, Michiru ended up standing next to the tall blonde she had locked eyes with at her arrival. "That's Haruka Tenoh!" Ami whispered. "She's the secret boss of Block C. Be nice!" Right in that moment, Haruka turned and flashed a smile at Ami. "Ami, you know I don't like it when you whisper to the new ones behind my back." Ami blushed furiously, and Michiru giggled. Haruka grinned at her and offered her hand. "Welcome. I guess you already know my name, care to tell me yours?" "Michiru Kaioh." Michiru introduced herself, shaking Harukas hand. The tall woman that stood next to Haruka craned her neck to look at her, and Haruka sighed. "Makoto, you would've met her soon enough." She then scolded. "Michiru, this is Makoto Kino." The blonde then said. Michiru shook Makoto's hand too, surprised that she was taken into the community so fast. Finally the four women got their food, and made their way over to a free desk. Michiru ended up sitting next to Haruka again, and every time she glanced at the tall blonde, she could feel heat rising inside her. "So, Michiru…" Haruka spoke between two mouthfuls of baked beans, "why are you here?" „I killed my husband." Michiru answered. "Or, that's why I was sent here. I didn't do it." "Yeah, that's what all say." Haruka answered before she grinned at Makoto. "You own me hundred, honey." "Hey!" Ami butted in. "Don't call my Makoto honey!" "Sorry." Haruka apologized. Makoto sighed, dug one hundred yen from her pocket and handed them to Haruka. Michiru watched that exchange with curiosity, but she didn't dare to ask. Haruka put the money into her pocket when suddenly someone yelled her name. Haruka turned her head to look at the caller, and when she did so Michiru could see a long, thin scar that ran from the blonde's ear over her neck down to her chest. Her eyes went wide, but before she could ask Haruka where the scar came from, Makoto kicked her leg underneath the desk. Michiru yelped and looked at the tall brunette, startled. Makoto put a finger to her lips, signaling Michiru that she shouldn't ask about the scar. Michiru nodded and kept silent, but she vowed to herself that she would ask Haruka about it. Sooner or later.
When lunch break was over, Haruka and Makoto made their way back to the laundry while Michiru was advised to talk to an officer about her job in the prison. Little did the aqua haired woman know that the Sisters already waited outside the cantina, ready to have their fun with the new girl. Michiru walked out of the cantina, and suddenly two strong arms encircled her form behind. A cold knife was pressed against her throat, and a harsh voice whispered: "Quiet! One sound, and you're dead. Come with me." The woman that held the knife led Michiru over to a near storage room, and when they walked in, the aqua haired woman had to see to her horror that two other females were already waiting.
Haruka had an uneasy feeling. She didn't know why, but she knew that it had something to do with Michiru. "Makoto, something is wrong." The blonde talked to her friend. "I'll be right back." She dashed out of the laundry without bothering about the officers questioning look and started to search for Michiru, not knowing that the aqua haired girl was in deep trouble.
"No…no, please!" Michiru cried out while Yukaja removed her pants and panties. "Nice nice." The Sister spoke. "Hold still, woman!" the second Sister, a tall brute named Soraja, commanded. Yukaja started to undo her own pants when suddenly a deep, husky voice came from the door: "And what is going on here, if you don't mind me asking?" All four women's heads jerked up, and they saw Haruka leaning at the timber set, smiling.