"Of course! Thank you mom, I love you!" I say, taking the paperwork and giving her another hug before heading back to my room to put my new clothes away. "Oh and Kimiko?" My mother calls, making me pause as I turn to look at her. "Yeah? What's up mom?" I ask, watching as she gives me a smile. "Remember to have safe sex, I know you have birth control, but wear protection in case they might have STDs." My mom says, making my jaw drop as she grins at me. "Mom!" I squeak, my face burning as she giggles. "I was your age once too, sweetie. Your lingerie fell out of the bag when you dropped it." My mom chirps, going back to what she was doing. "Aima bought it! She wouldn't let me leave without it!" I groan, my mom laughing as she grins at me. "I like Aima's tastes. I would've gotten more red though." My mom says, though Aima suddenly appears at my bedroom door. "See! I told you, you should've let me get you that red one!" Aima says, pointing an accusatory finger at me. "We have the exact same thing in black!" I sigh in exasperation, rolling my eyes. "Whatever, I'm going back for it, your mom convinced me." Aima says, crossing her arms.

"You see what you did mom!" I laugh, shaking my head as my mom lets out her own laugh. "Oh, and Suzuki-San, the boys of our volleyball team, at least the interesting ones, are tested and clean." Aima chirps, making me groan as I run a hand down my face. "Good to know. Have LOTS of fun sweetie!" My mom says, winking at me as I just give up, throwing my hands in the air and going to my room. "I'll buy you some condoms!" My mom chimes, making Aima laugh hysterically as I just begin unpacking my things. "Don't worry Suzuki-San, the boys will have some. But, uh, I wouldn't mind taking you up on that offer, I got the money, you just buy it. A lot, just in case. In different sizes." Aima says, and at that point I just turn and glare at her. "What! It's for me!" She says, raising her hands in her face. I ease up on my glare, turning back to putting my clothes away, carefully taking off the tags; I'd hate to ruin the lace. "And just in case there's a cute guy you like." Aima tacks on finally, and I just let out a long tired sigh. "Okay okay Aima, let's leave the girl be and go buy you guys some protection." My mom laughs, and I hear the jingle of her keys before the two leave me alone.

Volleyball Training Camp

"Wow! This place is huge!" I say as we step off the bus, whistling softly as I look over the big gym. "Holy cow dude! How many boys do they plan on stuffing in that thing?" Aima gasps, making all the girls giggle before she steps ahead, clapping her hands. "Okay dance girls! Let's get our equipment set up first, then we can go check out our designated area in the gym and decide what we're working with!" Amai says, though the two volleyball managers step forward. "Please, let us help!" Kiyoko asks, though I reach over, patting her shoulder and shaking my head. "A lot of the equipment is heavy, it'll be hard for you to carry it. We might not look it, but we've toned our bodies through dancing." I explain, Aima flexing her arms. "There must be something we can do to help, please, I insist." Kiyoko says, Aima sighing as she smiles over at me. "We do have the ribbon bag, it should be pretty light, considering." Aima says, and I tilt my head in thought. "Well, they can try. If it's too much, please tell us and we'll take over for you." I say, offering them a smile as we began unpacking our things, bringing it into the gym and setting it to a spot with a sign for us before going back to the bus for the rest.