It would have been the end of the story, and Minako would have gotten off the hook for cleaning all those vehicles that Tenoh-san had, if it weren't for that person in the audience. If it weren't for that person in the audience, everything would have eventually gotten back to normal.

It came in the mail from the Principal of Juuban, and read very formally:

To Tenoh Haruka:

I hope this finds you in good health. I was in the audience of your apology to the schools involved. I am glad that circumstances behooved you to appologize to the schools and people involved.

I was there to supervise. I hope that the written apology to Ms. Meioh was sufficent for her.

I am very sorry to hear that the great Mugen Gauken could not be resurrected so you could attend it. I am glad to hear you are resuming school. However, I am excited to meet you in person. I am looking forward to seeing you in the halls of our school.

I am sorry to say that the world that we live in is much like you described it to be. I, myself was not aware of this unfortunate circumstance. However, I am also embarassed to say that I was not aware that you were female, and so it is that this is the true reason I have come to write to you.

I am sorry, despite your misfortune, but I have to corduallu inform you that you must wear the proper school uniform. It has to be inforced. You may not wear a boy's uniform. We have learned of your size requirements, and have also included larger sizes. (In fact we ordered one too many last year when some American exchange students came to visit our prestigious school.) I still empathize with your situation, but please understand my position.

Thank you very much.

Haruka's jaw dropped before she read the signature. She pounded a few footsteps up to her room before the door slammed.

When the new semester started, Haruka was muttering to herself in her Juuban uniform. She was muttering over the week she had to suffer and now had to continue to suffer. Stripped of make-up at least, she still had to wear the dress.

Really, it was just bad luck. It had to be the worst string of bad luck! Maybe it was the stars.. maybe someone in the heavens really, really hated Haruka. It definitely was not "That time of the month" because it never gave her this much bad luck.

Yes, it was luck and not chance.

Haruka slumped in her desk and put her right elbow on the desk. She hated life.

The apology was done. It was over with. This didn't make Minako feel any better though. She hadn't studied during her vacation. At least she and Usagi could be late for school again and do it together.

On top of that, she did feel bad for putting Tenoh-san through such a mess, especially since Tenoh-san was going to be her senpai in the coming semester of school. That troubled Minako, even if they would be on different floors, they were bound to see each other some time.

Minako sighed. She took off her shoes at the door, and called out that she was home to her mother.

Her mother said, "Usagi called and would like to talk to you."

Minako nodded and went up to the telephone. She dialed Usagi's number.

"Hello. Is Usagi there?"

Ikuko-mama said, "Yes, just a moment please."

Usagi answered and said, "Did you see Haruka-san today?"

Minako said, "No."

"The principal is making her wear a dress."

Minako's jaw dropped as Usagi said that Minako had to wash the cars and it was an order from her Queen. Usagi, after all had been coronated. Good will. Minako fell over onto the floor.

Minako managed to fit washing vehicles into her schedule. She managed to eventually finish.

The rift between the Senshi healed. However, it's not known if Haruka ever forgave Minako for the High School years that she had to wear a dress.