People knew the names of Satsuki Kiryuin Elite Four. People feared his name. Ira Gamagoori, Head of the Disciplinary Committee, was a man that loomed over everyone and made no compromises to the guilty.

Yet Ira Gamagoori was just a normal person. Waking up this fine morning, he automatically went to his bathroom, turned on his faucet, splash water into his face, and get spit in his eye.

Gamagoori rubbed his eyes and looked around. Who dared spit in his eyes in HIS room? Seeing an open window, he gazes out, only to see no one. "Must be a leaky faucet."

Gamagoori brought up his hand to brush his teeth. He then noticed his hand was no longer a hand.

It is hard to hide the fact he screamed like a girl, but he couldn't use the other girl in his room as an excuse. That girl happened to be on his hand or his hand, whichever was the more appropriate term. And she was naked. Oh, it should have been obvious that she was not wearing clothes because he normally did not wear gloves, yet he dared not look, dared not ask other certain questions about her body.

He did manage to find some bandages to wrap around her che...her body, and then he finally got a good look at her. "Who...who are you? How did you even get her?"

"Ah, Gamagoori-sempai! I'm Mako Mankanshoku! I don't think we have the same class except when you barge in! Anyway, all I remember was sleeping in my bed, and then I'm on your hand! Is this a dream?"

Gamagoori figured this was no dream. He finally remember Mankanshoku; a slacker who would eat and sleep in class and yet get passable grades. As her punishment, she was to receive extra credit by participating in clubs. "No, this is not a dream. I should let Lady Satsuki know about his situation."

"Ira Gamagoori! How dare you get infested by a slacker? I strip you of your uniform and quarantine you to a cardboard box!"

Gamagoori shivered. "No, best not to let her know."

"Say, is Satsuki your girlfriend." There was something unpleasant in her tone, one not fitting of a slacker.

"What? N-no, Satsuki is an inspirational and strong woman, but there is nothing romantic between us. I am simply her shield."

Mako relaxed. "Okay. It's nice that you don't have other girls in your life."

The doorbell rung, and Gamagoori winced as he remembered something important. He quickly wound the bandages until Mako was a blob, then he went up to the door. "Maiko Ogure, you're early. I assume you only had time to make two traps."

"Don't worry, it's just a harmless one." Maiko Ogure, head of the Trap Setting Committee. Gamagoori has alway been wary of this one as she kept eyeing the Elite Four, and he doubt her intentions were good if Maiko also watched Nonon like a hawk. "How about I prepare you some tea?"

"No thanks. I can prepare them." As Gamagoori went to his kitchen, he looked down at his hand. It seems to be getting tense. "Do not worry, she is only an associate. I have no interest in anyone so...shameless."

Mako said nothing, but she twitched every now and then as Gamagoori sat down and drank some tea, discussing whatever it was supposed to be about. Maybe it was No-Late Day, though Mako thought they were discussing that day too early. She could hardly hear anything through her coverings, though it was not like she paid attention in class. "Die, Gamagoori!"

Maiko's plan worked like a charm. Earlier, she had made alterations to Gamagoori's plumbing. Next, she had planted a box of tea that were laced with her own herbs. Normally, these items would not affect Gamagoori, but on today's visit, Maiko had turned on her plumbing alteration to unless a catalyst in the same water that Gamagoori brewed his tea in. By the time Gamagoori drank the mixture, his mind had slowed down, long enough for Maiko to grab a vase and swing it over his head. "Die, Gamagoori!"

Only his bandaged hand sprung up like a mouse trap, breaking the vase. Unfortunately for her, the concoction wore off, and Gamagoori realized there was no feeling in his hand. "Mako!"

Gamagoori rushed back into the kitchen, digging through the drawers. It was his job to protect Satsuki, and by extension, the school she ruled, meaning that he happily protected the students within. To allow even a slacker like Mako to take the blow for him was a blow to him. Worse, there was no movement inside the bandages. Did the vase hurt her, or was she unable to breathe?

Maiko shook herself from the shock. The fact that Gamagoori did not strike her down probably mean he did not realize what happened. Maybe if she used this shock, Maiko could pretend that the vase fell off from the shelf...that was against the wall. Maiko peeked in just as Gamagoori pulled out the largest knife he coudl find. "Hey, would this work for cutting?"

"AAAAAAAAAH!" Maiko did not want to be cut up by her partner-in-name, and so she fled. Straight out of the door and into her trap. Fortunately, she was flung to school before the bell rang.

Gamagoori stared down, watching as Mako finally regained her breath. "Mankanshoku...you...why did you put yourself in danger's way?"

"Because...I love Gamagoori."

((And then later, Gamagoori tries to return Mako to her family. Then he gets chased out by Ryuko due to an...misunderstanding. Also, watch out for Doll and Science Club.))