Naoto sat in the Art Room, a sketch of a fruit bowl painted on a canvas parallel to him. "No signs of Nagatoro yet..." The boy let out a worried sigh. Was she mad at him for embarassing her in front of her friends? "That girl is a total mystery."

"Hello, Sen-pai~!" A loud voice rang trough his eardrum as he looked to his side. It seemed like all his worries were for nothing, given the fact that the gnome was back. "What do you want now?"

The girl smiled. "I just came to give my lonely Senpai some company." Naoto sighed. "Stop barging into the Art Room like it's your house. I'm busy." Nagatoro smirked. "Oh! My heart!" She leaned on him, shaking him by the shoulders, her smile digging into his line of sight. "Lonely Senpai is so mean to this cute JK!"

Frustration was starting to build up within Naoto. It only took her a few seconds to get him pissed. The boy clung to the stool using his arms, trying his best not to fall over from all the shaking. "Leave it!" The boy shouted as Nagatoro began to laugh as she shook him.

He didn't have time to react when the stool started to shake as well, causing it to tumble over. Nagatoro instinctively jumped out of the way as Naoto seemed to be about to tumble to the ground. "Senpai!" The girl yelled, trying to ready herself to catch him if he actually fell in front of her. Luckily, Naoto was reflexive enough to push himself in the other direction, the stool falling back as he stumbled a bit. Luckily, he didn't fall, ending up right in front of her.

He turned to Nagatoro while catching his breath. "I told you..." he huffed. "...to leave it." The girl could feel beads of sweat coming from her as she smiled awkwardly. "S-Sorry, Senpai." Naoto sighed once more, before turning to see the girl's grin return. "By the way- what were those sloppy movements?! You looked like a worm in heat trying not to fall over."

Like a cartoon character, Naoto could feel a vein pop up on his forehead. "I'm pretty sure anyone who's about to fall over would move like that." Nagatoro laughed. "Are you sure? Because I have a theory. I think you were purposely moving like that in hopes of stumbling over me! Have it be like one of those creepy mangas you read!"

Naoto pouted. "I don't... read those things. Besides, aren't you trying too hard? Making fun of me for trying not to fall feels like a much weaker jab compared to your usual arsenal." The boy replied to her snarky comments. "Could it be my Kouhai is running out of ideas?"

With a single sentence, Naoto had turned the situation to his favour, a blush coming from her. "Noo... I just.. thought it was pretty gross." Naoto walked up to her, getting very close. "Are you sure? It feels to me like you've run out of quips. But I can give you new ideas on how to mess with me." A small blush appeared on his face.

"How about..." He began ruffling his hair around. "You make fun of me for my hair? Or maybe even..." The boy suddenly had an idea as he turned to a cabinet full of his previous drawings, pulling out the Sketch of Nagatoro he had done. "How about you call me a creep for drawing you? After all, you asked for It. Call me a pervert for keeping it, right?" The girl began to stutter as she blushed and Naoto metaphorically backed her into a corner. "Y-Y-You k-kept it?"

"Of course. I keep all my drawings. But let's leave that aside. What's another way you can mess with me?" The boy rolled the sketch back up, before extending his hand. Nagatoro was practically standing against a wall as he was in front of her, so he leaned in, his hand against the wall as if he were pinning her. "How about you pin me to a wall like this? That'd probably get me to blush real hard." The boy said, not realizing that a small blush had already formed on his face.

Nagatoro's brain was beginning to fry with the amount of things he was saying to her. "You like seeing me blush, don't you?" Naoto asked. The girl quietly mumbled something which failed to register with Naoto. "Come again?" The young boy asked. Nagatoro responded with an embarrassed whimper, before ducking under his arm and bolting out of the room. She didn't even have a chance to let out a weak comeback like other times, simply bolting it out of the room in an utter defeat.

But Naoto knew that Nagatoro would regain her energy, and that the very next day, she'd be back to try and embarass him at full force. At the same time, Naoto's 'adrenaline' rush felt like it was wearing off as his blush intensified by a small margin. To him, it felt like he had been smited by the God of Cockiness for a few minutes.

Satisfied with his temporary victory, the boy picked up his stool and sat down as he continued to sketch the fruit bowl in front of him. That was until his stomach grumbled. The boy looked at his backpack, remembering the lunch he had packed.

"I guess eating a little bit earlier won't hurt."

Naoto was taking small bites from his bento. It had been about an hour since he had chased Nagatoro out of the room. The boy didn't mind the empty room too much as he took small bites from his box. After all, anytime Nagatoro wasn't here, the room was completely empty.

The silence was broken by a set of footsteps walking towards the Art Room. Nagatoro again? Was she here for an attempt at revenge? No, it couldn't have been. From the sound of it, there were too people coming here, and he couldn't imagine Nagatoro bringing someone over just to enact her petty vengeance.

His suspicions were confirmed when the door opened, revealing the girl's from the Cafeteria the day before. Gamo, the energetic redhead and Yoshi, the dirty-blonde airhead. Although Naoto didn't know their names yet, he definetly remembered them, gulping internally.

"Hello, Paisen!" "Sensei! Hello!" The two girls greeted him in unison as he quietly waved back. "H-Hello." The boy said as the two of them sat down and started watching him eat. "Why do weirdos keep coming to my Club? I just want to eat in peace!!" Naoto screamed internally as he continued to munch on his munch.

The two girls continued go smirk as Gamo turned to Yoshi. "Let's do it?" She replied with a nod as Gamo turned to Naoto.

"Hey, Paisen." The girl smirked. Naoto turned his head towards her. "What?" The boy asked. "Have you ever touched a boob before?" For a second, Naoto looked like he had chocked on food before regaining his composure. Just like with Nagatoro, all he needed to do was keep a cool head. "W-Why do you care?"

The girls snickered. "Why do you care?" Gamo mocked him as she laughed. "That's a response from someone who's never touched a boob!" Naoto grumbled under his breath. "Okay. So what about it?" The boy replied. Gamo grinned. "It's nothing. I just find it sad that at your age, you still haven't gotten the chance to touch a woman's breast. I imagine at some point you'll get desperate and just try to grope a girl you see on the street."

Naoto's face formed into a stare of annoyance. "W-What's wrong with you? I'd never do that! And I'm not desperate!" He replied. Gamo chuckled. "Well, in that case..." The girl stood up slightly before leaning on the table, causing her breasts to hang slightly. "Would you like to touch mine?"

Naoto's face sunk. "W-What?! No! Why would I?" "Because you're a creep, aren't you?" Gamo replied. "CREEP!" Yoshi replied even louder. The girl began shaking around a bit as her chest bounced around, Yoshi doing the same. "Come on, wouldn't you like to touch them, Pai~sen?"

"Sen~pai."

"Pai~sen."

"Sen~Pai"

"Come on,"

"Sen-pai."

The girls continued to proudly display their attributes to Naoto, who had had more than enough. The boy stood up, grabbing his bag as he tried to make it out of the room. It seemed like these girls didn't plan on stopping anytime soon, so leaving seemed like the most sensible option. That was until Naoto heard a voice from behind him. "Get him! Don't let him leave!" It was Gamo, who had commanded Yoshi to catch him before he made it out.

In a panic, the boy quickly tried to dash out, but was held by the armpits as Yoshi caught him and dragged him back. The boy tried to kick the floor and make it out from the impulse, but he couldn't do much at the angle she was holding him in. The girl sat him forcibly on his stool as Gamo sat in front of him, holding her breast right in front of him.

Yoshi grabbed his hand forcibly as she moved it closer to Gamos chest. "Stop it! I said I don't want to!" Naoto yelled. "Come on, don't try to deny the fact that this is your wet dream." Gamo replied as his hand got closer. Naoto started to panic, desperately trying to think of a way out before he got an idea.

Using his feet, the boy kicked the stool, the momentum moving it out of the way and causing him to fall butt-first on the floor. The sudden loss of balance caused Yoshi to stumble over, almost falling on top of him. Luckily, he rolled over just in time for her to fall face-first, although her breasts somehow saved her from the impact directly landing on her face.

Gamo looked at him astounded. He was clever. Real clever, seemingly able to instantly figure out a solution within seconds. The girl let out a chuckle. "Paisen. I know we kinda forced you into this, but couldn't you be kind enough to break Yoshi's fall?" The girl laughed as Yoshi stood up, pouting. "Mean!"

The boy cleaned himself up from the impact, wiping anything dirty from his pants. "You reap what you sow. Besides, It seemed like her 'assets' did the job well enough." He said as Yoshi blushed in embarassment. "Fair enough, Paisen." Gamo replied while trying not to laugh at his snarky comment.

"Why are you here anyways? How did you even know where I spent my evenings?" He asked. Gamo smirked. "Actually, we had plans to meet up with Nagatoro today, but when she came, her face resembled a tomato. We instantly assumed it was you, given what happened yesterday, and just thought it'd be funny to humble you." The girl commented.

Naoto sighed. "Humble me? I just want to be in peace. It really seems like embarassing her is the only way to make her leave. I'm not some cocky douchebag. I'm just someone who wants my peace and will do anything for it." Gamo grinned at him. "Are you sure? Because there's easier ways to get rid of her. You could just tell any of the teachers that she's barging in unannounced. They'd prohibit her from entering in a flash. It seems like you enjoy messing with her just about as much as she enjoys messing with you." The girl replied.

At last, Naoto's blush intensified. "I-I just don't think it's extreme enough for me to report her to anyone. If I can deal with it myself, then I don't need help from any teachers." Gamo laughed. "Just admit it. You like her keeping you company, don't you? Every time you embarass her, you hope she doesn't leave in a flash like she always does."

Naoto sighed as he picked up his bag. "Whatever makes you sleep at night. Get out, I'm leaving and I have to lock the room" He responded. "Aw. Kicking us out so early?" She said as her and Yoshi walked out of the room. Naoto did as well, closing the room off. "Knowing that you're Nagatoro's friend, I'll just assume this isn't the last time we'll meet. So it breaks my heart to have to say that I'll see you later." Naoto replied as he turned to the stairways, leaving the two girls standing.

Gamo grinned. Even though she came here to embarass the boy, she may just have found the biggest bone for her and Yoshi to chew on. "Nagatoro and Naoto. Two sides of the same coin." The girl thought to herself before turning to Yoshi. "Are you alright?" The girl asked.

"M-My boobs. They caught my fall." The girl said in embarrassment. "Yeah. You better thank them when you get home." Gamo replied with a snarky comment.

Naoto laid on his bed, his feet swirling around the air as he screamed into his pillow. The boy had used up all his defensive maneuvers throughout the day, and now he didn't have any left for the post-cocky self awareness. "Make fun of me for my hair?! What does that even mean!" The boy cringed at his words.

Despite having a calmed exterior in recent days, he still felt like he was that akward kid who didn't know how to talk to girls. "And then I also pinned her to a wall! AGHH!" He screamed into the pillow as much as he could, thinking about what the Redhead said to him.

"Just admit you enjoy her company." The boy shook his head. "No! No! I just want to be alone! I'd rather spend a week by myself than a day with her!" He thought to himself, his body going limp on top of the bed as he sighed. "I wouldn't even care if she started showing up. She's nothing but a bother. Right?" He asked himself. Before his trainf of thought could derail any more, a knock could be heard from the other side of the door.

"Otouto! Dinner is ready!" A female's voice could be heard from the other side. Naoto stood up from the bed, wiping his tired eyes. "I'm coming!"