This is being set around two days before Marvel's Spider-Man 2 comes out. I might go dark for a while. Hey, UknownHero here and welcome to another chapter of Senran Persona!

Senran Persona has a TV Tropes page! It needs a lot of love to reach its full potential!

Onto the reviews! To fangs of death: Thank you for the reviews! They really help for the motivation. To a random Guest: Oh, I definitely agree with Homura getting too much stuff, however JG has assured that the magical girl crap will stay only between Homura and Futaba…or I will flip out on them. To Cure Crystal: Ryuji x Hyoki was not planned at all, and shouldn't you add that to the tropes page? I wanna be hands-off on it with everything but spelling and formatting. To Tailsmo4ever: We are doing the Valentine's Day beatdown…as well as a single ending…a maybe a harem ending… To Threi22: God I wish I was that smooth in real life. And I wrote that line.

Anyways, that's it! Time to relax…again.


Chapter 129: Restlessness Under Relaxation


(9/27, Early Morning)

(Shibuya, Shin Megami Apartment Complex)

It was another bright and sunny day in Tokyo and the city was still reeling from the Phantom Thieves' latest calling card. However, it currently didn't matter to a certain group of friends as they prepared for yet another day of their incredibly weird year.

"Come on, Sis! We gotta go!" Homura called out as she put on her shoes.

"Just checking on my homework real quick!" Asuka called back. "Aw, I misspelled that. Moh, Ushimaru-sensei will catch me on that." She soon came to mumble as she quickly corrected her mistake before stuffing her stuff into her bag.

"Did you need to check it last minute? Come on, Miyabi already left and that means we're cutting it close." Homura soon pointed out.

"I'm coming!" Asuka responded as she ran over to grab her shoes.

"Back to school..." Homura sighed out as she hefted her bag over her shoulder.

"Hey, don't feel too down. There's that spa Haru-chan brought up last night." Asuka reminded.

"Oh yeah...that's gonna be great." Homura replied and admitted with a smirk. "But...we're gonna have to listen to more people talk about us and Okumura all day...maybe we could've done it on a Sunday..." She soon added.

"Well-" Asuka began only to pause. "That...would've been a smart idea, huh." She then got out.

"Probably should've brought it up last night." Homura muttered. "Welp, too late now. To Shujin!" She soon declared.

"To Shujin!" Asuka cheered as well as the two sisters headed out.


(Shibuya, Ginza Line Gate)

The mornings when she didn't see her father used to not worry Haru in the past few years. He was a busy (and cruel) man who didn't have time to even say goodbye when he left. However, for the first time since her first year at Shujin, not seeing her father left her anxiously fidgeting on the stop.

Yagyū's updates weren't enough for her. She needed to see the man herself.

She needed to see the damage done by Black Mask to him.

She needed an apology from the real self.

She...

...Needed to relax.

Haru was now searching for luxurious spas nearby Tokyo on her phone...while hoping her phone would never combust or short circuit all of a sudden as she was heading for school.

You know what they say: Lightning never strikes five times in a row.

"Touche d'Ange, Saules Argentés, le Petit Nuage, Mains d'Or, l'Oasis, Mange ma Bite...These all don't really suit our needs..." Haru muttered to herself with a frown. The problem was that she wanted Morgana involved and most of them didn't like pets. "Would it be easier just to hire the masseuses and pet groomers individually...?" She soon wondered aloud before her eyes widened.

Haru had suddenly noticed something in particular: an ad for one of the luxurious-styled spas near Tokyo. And they had a thing for pets too! Score!

"Oh! This one should do nicely." The fluffy haired girl got out before double-checking the price. She may have more money than one could spend in a human lifetime, but she still had to answer to accountants who monitor her bank account. She couldn't just buy a house without explaining herself.

Huh. Only that many zeros. That'll suffice.

As soon as she was sure, she dialed the number. "Hello?" Haru began.

"Hello there, this is Minato City's The White Relief Spa and Comfort." A female voice responded from the phone. "How may I help you?" She then asked.

"I would like to have a reservation of eleven people at 5:00 in the evening today." Haru answered. "Do you have any available reservation slots?" She then asked.

"Okay, let me check first for a moment, ma'am." The female voice, likely the receptionist, replied. "Alright...let's see...ah, we have an available slot here. The last one for the night. You say you have eleven people with you, am I correct?" She then continued and recalled.

"Yes, sir. Along with a pet cat for your pet spa." Haru responded. "A small cat by the name of Morgana." She then added.

"Of course." The receptionist replied as Haru heard some typing. "What spa treatment would you prefer?" She then finally asked.

"Hmm...I would like the best you have to offer, please." Haru replied. "What choice would that be?" She soon asked.

"The best, you say?" The receptionist gasped. All that for one pet!? "Let's see...we have the Grand Luxury Style treatment promo, which is the most expensive promo we have. Perfect for a group of people and their little guy." She soon revealed.

"Is that so?" Haru stated with a smile. "Then how much is the pricing for that promo?" She then asked.

"Let's see...the price would be at...actually, it's easier if I text you the amount." The receptionist replied.

"Thank you. Consider it covered, ma'am." Haru replied with a nod.

"Excellent! Let me set up the reservation for you today...and...done. Okay, you are now reserved for today's evening. What would be the name of your group? Any codename would do" The receptionist soon responded and informed, followed by the question.

"Hmm...codename would be 'Ms. H'." Haru hummed out before soon answering. She admitted for a second she wanted to say 'The Phantom Thieves' but she thought better of it. Too on-the-nose.

"Okay. Mention the codename to our concierge here for verification." The receptionist informed her. "Thank you for calling The White Relief. We look forward to seeing you later this evening." She then thanked the heiress.

"Thank you." Haru happily replied with a smile before ending the call. No one would notice her using some of the funds from Okumura Foods. They never did when she did her donations to the homeless for the past three years like her grandfather did before he passed away.

The spa price was actually less than the amounts she donated in a week.

She also hoped she could meet Kumo-chan's friend from the slums she always mentioned when she hung out.

Once Haru hung up, she quickly checked the time for the train to arrive when she heard very familiar voices.

"I didn't know you took the train to school, Haru-senpai." The tan skinned girl got out with a pleasantly surprised tone.

"Hiiiii~!" Asuka cheerfully exclaimed.

"Ah, Asu-chan! Homu-chan!" Haru happily got out.

"Morning." The sisters greeted.

"First time we managed to catch you on the way to school." Homura got out with a smile.

"I thought you'd be taking your own personal transport." Asuka soon remarked.

"I did, but I thought it would be appropriate for me to do this like most students do." Haru replied. "I might not be able to get access to such personal transport soon enough, after all." She then reminded.

The sisters winced a little at that. "Um, Haru-senpai, you've been rich your whole life. Is that gonna be...are you gonna be alright?" Homura soon asked.

"I'll be fine, rich or poor, as long as I have the love and support of my friends." Haru assured with a smile.

"But...what if we haven't met before, Haru-chan?" Asuka soon asked in concern.

"Does that matter?" Haru counterned. "I know you all now, and running away was never an option. I'm happy now, and I'll be happier once my father faces the consequences of his actions." She then stated.

Asuka was about to speak, only for her sister to place a hand on her shoulder. The brunette looked over her shoulder and noticed Homura simply shaking her head, telling her to not dwell on it further. As of this, she decided to comply for now.

"Oh, and I have to meet that Maki Gasai girl Mona-chan mentioned and apologized to her regarding the skyrocketing levels of estrogen in our burgers..." Haru then remembered. "Those burgers are an issue to the shinobi community after all." She then reminded in a whisper.

"...Uh...right." Homura got out in a flat tone, her eyes drifting towards a group of other female Shujin students who were staring at them and cupping their (lack of) chests.

"...Katsu-nee's gonna go more if she hears about it..." Asuka droned out in a fear-filled manner.

"And that would be the end of the world." Homura sighed. Maybe she should start wearing breastplates under her clothes when the idiot's turn comes around.

"Well, Katsu-chan would be coming next after Gyū-chan leaves." Haru reminded.

"Makoto-senpai needs to be wary from now on." Homura suddenly stated.

"...Wait, what about Futaba?" Asuka soon pointed out, the gremlin's signature perverted laughter soon filling their minds.

"I'm...pretty sure Miyabi will deal with that once she's around these parts in Tokyo." The tan-skinned girl simply stated, thinking of how close the white-haired woman was to their resident hacker.

"But she'd want to go outside more..." Haru soon muttered. "And Autumn will be in full swing by then. Such a lovely time of year when you go to the parks around here." She then added while sighing in a delighted manner.

"Oh right! It's almost October. We'll be switching back to winter uniforms in a couple of days." Asuka suddenly remembered.

"Huh. Never worried about that in Hebijo." Homura got out. "Always the sailor fuku with our stomachs exposed along with the skirts. Everyone but Mirai goes super short for their skirts." She then explained.

"Oh, I need to prepare my sweater for that then!" Haru exclaimed before blinking. "Wait, really? It was a sailor fuku all the time at that Hebijo school?" She then asked in a curious manner.

"Just long sleeve versions, but yeah. Said it was cheaper, makes the students endure the elements, and blah blah blah..." Homura muttered with a sigh. "Doesn't really matter anymore since I'm gonna be attending Hanzō Academy later on." She then added while shrugging her shoulders.

"I see, we have dark blue blazers and a tie at Hanzō Academy for winter uniforms." Asuka happily got out. "I have to admit though, I'll miss wearing the Shujin uniforms. They're really nice looking." She then admitted.

"But it would be nice to wear something that isn't damaged to school." Homura added as she tugged on her torn sleeve. "That's more Hikage's style." She then stated.

"That's...the snake girl with no emotions, right." Asuka recalled. "Did she tear it up on her own?" She then asked.

"Nah, she just trained in it and never bothered to replace it." Homura answered. "At least she isn't as bad as Yomi. She just has the one uniform to wear. And then there's Mirai with her having special uniforms custom made just for her." She then revealed.

Haru meanwhile giggled while learning this. "You have quite the unique friends, Homu-chan." She soon admitted.

"Yeah, when your school accepts everyone, you're bound to make allies with the occasional psycho." Homura stated. "Just like here in Tokyo." She then added.

Asuka opened her mouth to deny such a thing, only to stop and think about it. "...Yeah..." She soon agreed.

"Now arriving on Platform 1: the 7:47 Ginza Train. Please stand clear." The male train station announcer announced from the speakers.

"Train's here." Homura soon informed as the train arrived and many people began to flock to the doors. "Well, ready to have Leader's face shoved into your chest?" She bluntly asked in a whisper as she leaned towards her.

"Eh?" Haru managed to get out before being whisked away by the crowd.

For the next minute, everything was a blur as she shoved into the tightly packed train. It was a wonder she had not gotten hurt all the while.

When it was over, she let out a sigh of relief upon seeing that she had made it is, until she looked down to see a mop of messy black hair on her chest.

"Hey Haru." Akira managed to speak from the heiress's chest.

"A-Akira-kun!?" Haru yelped, blushing a little.

"You better get used to this." The Leader soon advised. "Just be glad it wasn't the butt." He then added.

"Uh...eh?" Haru awkwardly got out before stopping herself from asking...that or it was her instincts telling her that it was better off not knowing.

"At least you have your special bra on." Akira soon stated.

SNAP! BOING!

"...Aaaand I spoke too soon..." Akira sighed as his face suddenly got enveloped by large breasts like they just inflated all of a sudden. "Great work, universe. Always so reliable in moments like these." He sarcastically grumbled while the fluffy haired girl blushed redder and redder.

This was going to be a long train ride.

...

...

Hopefully they would go to a detour first for a slight wardrobe emergency before reaching Shujin because my god they were massive.


(Shibuya, Residential Area)

Walking through the streets of a nearby rural neighborhood close to Tokyo, Tsumuji was tasked by her mistress to search for a hideout for her along with the Crimson Squad.

Especially after seeing the state that the now-abandoned Hebijo Base was in ever since she noticed it was barricaded by some random coward. She could just tear it down, but it was likely that the base was compromised so she had to find housing that was more insulated and fit for survival.

Luckily, she now had access to other clothes courtesy of (a very reluctant) Imu. Sure, she loved her maid attire now due to her evolving maid-fetish and desire to serve her mistress, but even so...it was an attention grabber and not appropriate for the person she was meeting.

Tsumuji finally noticed a somewhat older man standing at the entrance of a building that had a For Sale sign. She then approached him, and in return, the old man noticed her as well.

"Ah, you must be Miss..." The landlord began.

"Toyoguchi." Tsumuji responded as she shook the man's hand. She was glad her mistress allowed her to use her last name, even if she felt she didn't deserve it. "Lovely meeting you here today." She soon got out in a polite manner.

"Thank you. Now, you said through text you were interested in a few of the properties I own in the neighborhood?" The landlord recalled.

"Yeah. I need a quiet place a little out of the way, but it can also accommodate about...six to seven people?" Tsumuji soon requested.

"Well, we definitely have a few that fit your criteria." The landlord revealed.

"Really? That's perfect." Tsumuji responded in relief. "Can you please introduce them to me?" She soon requested.

"Of course, miss." The landlord responded. "If you please follow me." He then requested.

Tsumuji nodded before following the man around the neighborhood.

"As you can see, this part of town is quite lovely, known for its quiet streets, peaceful parks, and being the crime scene of at least three incidents." The landlord revealed.

"Eh? Why is that a good thing?" Tsumuji got out in confusion.

"It lowers the price." The landlord stated in a casual manner.

"Uh...how many places do you own here?" Tsumuji had to ask.

"About 85% of the street." The landlord easily answered, nearly causing the girl to gasp in too much air to choke. "But assure you that my rent prices are reasonably cheap." He then added.

"You know, a lot of people could use places to stay." Tsumuji remarked with a frown.

"Ah, with the aging population and most of the people moving to retirement homes, I had to take advantage of the low prices." The landlord informed. "That's what you have to do to survive in this increasingly hostile world, especially with the Phantom Thieves around. Who knows when they'll crash the economy and I don't want too many rowdy kids spoiling the neighborhood! That's why there's an upcharge for families." He happily stated.

"...First order of business after the Crimson Squad kisses Hebijo goodbye: kill the landlord." Tsumuji thought in an emotionless manner.

"This is the first property we're introducing for you today." The landlord revealed. "What do you think?" He soon asked.

Tsumuji stared at the property in front of her...and tin sheets on the roof and walls...and the shattered window on the second floor with police tape on it.

In response, the shinobi-maid just sighed. "No offense sir...but this looks like shit." Tsumuji bluntly stated.

"Ah, but looks can be deceiving." The landlord claimed. To the shinobi maid however, he sounded like one of those overly enthusiastic con men that tried to sell her monorails or something dumb like that. "We've made sure that the place is as comfortable as it could be. It may not look pretty, but it has a very nice bathroom, several bedrooms, and it comes with a free set of artworks by a famous artist." He then informed.

"Probably a C-Lister." Tsumuji mentally assumed. Still, free artwork would be nice. "May we go inside to check it out?" She soon requested.

"Of course." The landlord responded with a nod before they both headed to the door. "Now, the door lock is pretty stiff, and I am going to replace-" He then started to reveal, however...

"Got it." Tsumuji announced as she easily unlocked the door. Child's play for a shinobi.

"...You're really good with your hands." The landlord remarked.

"Tons of practice." Tsumuji responded...before realizing how she worded it. "...I'm not-" She then started.

"No, no. I understand what you mean." The landlord assured.

Tsumuji let out a sigh of relief at that before heading inside, soon getting the lay of the land for the apartment. "Wow, there are a lot of rooms here but...has anyone lived here in the last decade?" She got out and questioned.

"No, there have been at least two tenants a couple of months ago." The landlord confirmed.

"...Two. For all this." Tsumuji deadpanned.

"Yes. Is that a problem?" The landlord responded and asked. "There's much more in the living room nearby." He then informed.

"Let me go see it." Tsumuji requested as she walked down the hallway by herself.

"Of course." The landlord responded with a nod as he followed the girl.

Eventually, the shinobi maid found the room...only to find herself disappointed.

"...It looks the same but less dusty..." Tsumuji noted.

"Yes, but we've added a power outlet there and a ceiling fan." The landlord soon informed.

"There wasn't one before?" Tsumuji responded with a raised eyebrow. "Is this building up to code?" She then asked.

"It is now." The landlord answered.

"...If I wasn't so desperate, I'd burn this place to the ground." Tsumuji thought. "Is there anything else I should know?" She then asked.

"Hm...oh, there is this one room at the end of the hall." The landlord answered after taking a second to remember.

"Show it to me." Tsumuji ordered as she left the room.

Soon enough, they had arrived.

"What a fancy looking door." Tsumuji remarked as she stared at the peacock door. "This has to have cost more than the place itself!" She then exclaimed.

"It's also very secure. It's great for storing your valuables." The landlord stated as he opened the door for the customer.

Immediately, the shinobi maid then turned on the lights. "What the...?" Tsumuji got out.

"Ah, this room used to store artworks. I assure you that because of the location, it is naturally insulated. Even on the hottest or coldest of days, you'll find yourself enjoying the place here." The landlord stated and revealed.

"Wait, where's the artwork then?" Tsumuji however asked as she noticed the empty racks.

"Hm?" The landlord got out in confusion before slapping his forehead. "Oh! Damn, right. The previous owner got into some real trouble and had to sell his assets. Plus, some punk kids burned a bunch of them too." He then grumbled. Those pieces would've upped the value of the place.

"I-I'm sorry, burning paintings?" Tsumuji repeated in surprise. Wait, that sounded a little familiar but where did she...

"And that concludes the tour." The landlord soon informed, snapping the girl out of her thoughts. Wow, that went by quicker than expected. "Any questions?" He then asked.

"Uh..." Tsumuji started.

"Good! You can have all this and more, at the low, low price of 25,000 yen per month." The landlord claimed.

The girl nearly coughed at that. That was way below the usual rent of a goddamn apartment! "...Okay, there has to be something wrong with this place." Tsumuji got out with narrowed eyes.

"Well, we are technically near the place where Ichiryusai Madarame let someone die and abused his students." The landlord admitted.

The shinobi maid blinked. "...How near?" Tsumuji pressed.

"You're standing inside the place. Most likely, you're standing where she died." The landlord informed as the girl instinctively yelped and backed away. "...Also, the insulation isn't perfect since the repairman said that there were maggots and termites in the walls." He then revealed.

The shinobi maid in turn had to hold back an expression of disgust upon learning this information. "...Maybe a cave deep underground or a treehouse in the mountains would be best..." Tsumuji soon mumbled to herself, her mind already forming plans on preparing either one.

She was lucky she had some degree in carpentry. And a pickaxe.

She probably shouldn't mention to Haruka-sama how she got hands on one.

"Thank you, sir." Tsumuji responded. "But I would like to see more options though." She then requested.

"Good choice." The landlord replied with a nod. "Now if you follow me, we'll go to another property." He then added as the two started to leave.


(Harajuku, Haruka's Apartment)

"Ugh...I can't believe I'm stuck house-sitting..." Imu grumbled, walking around aimlessly in the apartment room. "I should be out looking for Akira Kurusu." She then added with hands on her hips.

She was currently alone in Haruka's apartment room, with Tsumuji out for house hunting and Haruka going to work at the clinic like usual.

...

Also, she was currently naked with only her glasses being her only piece of attire on her.

"And why the hell do I have to be naked here while they're out?" Imu complained as she looked down at her nude body. "Stupid Haruka..." She then grumbled.

Her clothes were confiscated by Haruka for, as by her words, a punishment for the abusive treatment towards her more adorable younger sister.

She couldn't even access any spare clothes available inside the apartment since Haruka locked them shut or gave them to Tsumuji to wear. And even if she could try to break down a door, smash a drawer open and get some clothes for herself, Haruka's anger about damaged furniture inside her own apartment room would be the least of her problems.

Ugh, for someone who claims to be the better person, here she was trapped inside with nothing but time on her hands.

Imu then couldn't help but cup her own large breasts as she thought about her sister. "...A six-pack and a K-Cup, huh...jeez, Murasaki..." She mumbled. "Did the Root have an influence on her body before she became an exercise junkie...?" She muttered as she recalled how her sister fought now. "I just don't get it...how can a few words of encouragement give Murasaki that much of a drive to change?" She eventually questioned in confusion.

There's no way falling for someone could affect them that much...right?

It didn't make any sense at all...right?

"Dammit, now I just wanna see Miyabi..." Imu sighed. She could call her, but the apartment owner also had her phone as well.

Although she did kindly offer to give it to her before leaving for work...as long as she shoved it up her actual ass.

In the end, she politely declined.

"I guess I could...do some stretching and training to pass time. Should I do it in a Kekkai...?" Imu decided and then pondered before shaking her head. "No, that would make Haruka and Tsumuji think I disappeared if they come back without me noticing." She then assumed before thinking of something else.

"Oh right, I could go for my Tenshin outfit, but..." The sandy blonde pondered aloud as well. She then thought of the possible risks doing so. "Haruka and Tsumuji might catch me wearing clothes and even if I try to explain to them about the Tenshin..." Imu soon muttered.

Dammit, she felt like such a prisoner.

It was a lose-lose situation for her.

Well, at least she was alone in the apartment room with no one seeing her nude state.

"I guess I can train here...while being naked." Imu finally decided in a relucent tone. "At least my body feels unrestrictive without clothes on. Just like being in Super Frantic." She then added before doing some stretches and summoning his red bo staff and trained with it while making sure she didn't accidentally hit anything inside the apartment.

BOING! JIGGLE! SPRONG!

Of course, her smooth yet rapid movements caused her large breasts to bounce and sway, but she paid no mind to it.

Besides, it's not like anyone was secretly spying or peeping at her at a tall building...as , of course. Anyone doing so would face her wrath...eventually...


(9/27, Afternoon)

(Shujin Academy, Classroom)

During the morning when they were about to enter Shujin, Haru was lucky enough to have a spare compression bra from her secret compartment somewhere on her body and took a slight detour to wear her spare just to keep her large chest a secret from the Shujin students. Akira apologized to her, and Haru didn't really mind the accident and accepted his apology right away.

After parting ways with Haru for now and going to their respective classrooms, the day went on like usual. Even the shutdown of the school hadn't stopped the progress of education all that much.

And it also didn't stop all the gossip on the Phantom Thieves and Okumura. Actually, it might have gotten worse thanks to their calling card. So while everyone was relaxed and talking like usual, the Phantom Thieves themselves wanted to plug their ears and scream.

Thankfully, however, it looked like they would be receiving a break from the insanity in the form of their homeroom teacher.

"Well, considering that everyone won't stop talking about Okumura and the Phantom Thieves, I guess I could go on a tangent." Kawakami discussed, noticing the slight ruckus of the class. "Alright, alright, settle down. I still have a question for you to answer." She eventually started.

"Pay attention, everyone!" Akira suddenly called out, causing everyone to shut up.

"Thank you, Akira." The teacher breathed out.

Huh, the delinquent being the teacher's pet. How novel.

"Now then, Asuka-chan, what is the largest muscle in the human body?" Kawakami soon asked.

"Oh, that would be the, uh..." Asuka began before frowning, thinking about what the right answer would be.

The heart.

The brain.

The lungs.

The butt.

"The butt!" Asuka answered...only to pause and blush. Half of those options weren't even muscles!

"...You could've used the more scientific term, but yes, it is indeed the butt." Kawakami responded with a nod. "Most people would answer with the brain, but that would be wrong. That's the strongest muscle you have." She then revealed.

"And there are certainly small brains..." Homura thought. "Completely smooth brains as well." She then added in her head.

"Despite how it may be perceived, it's one of your most important muscles. After all, butt muscles do help move your hips and thighs while helping to keep your torso upright." Kawakami revealed...before soon blushing in an awkward manner to how many details she revealed. "H-Hey, don't judge me for knowing so much. I know you guys learn about weird stuff, especially late at night." She then stated.

"...True." A few of the students agreed.

"Speaking of butts, I heard that the weird theme park on the news is still ongoing construction. Looks like the government is actually allowing it. Guess the economy is just that screwed." Kawakami soon remembered. "...Seriously, who in their right mind would actually go to a place like that? You'd think they'd learn after the toilet and potty-training one in the United States of America that bombed the first day due to its usage of using, ugh,real toilet water. To think grown adults make such childish themes..." She then sighed.

"...Seriously? That was a thing?" One female student muttered in disbelief and disgust.

"Hey, I heard there was a restaurant based on toilets and poop."

"What the hell is with these weird fetishes people have...?"

"Eh. I see the market appeal."

"Some people have way too much money." Morgana bluntly stated.

"That cannot be any more true." Akira sighed out. "They could solve world hunger, end poverty, or throw the biggest party in the world, but no. Most assholes spend it on bullshit for themselves." He then grumbled in disappointment.

"Well, you don't get to the top of the charts with perfect morality." Homura pointed out as her sister nodded in agreement.

RING RING RING RING!

"And that's the bell for your next class." Kawakami got out. "Remember to review your notes tonight. The exams will come faster than you think so you better be starting early, or you'll regret it." She soon warned before leaving the classroom.

"Another class down!" Ann breathed out, stretching her arms out to prepare for the next class.

"Just a few more hours until total relaxation and bliss." Homura yawned.

"Can't wait to go home, huh, Homura?" Akira assumed, his cheek leaning against his palm on his armchair.

"...Yeah." Homura lied with a sigh. She did remember the orangette instructing them to make the spa trip a surprise for the boys.

"Hey, you know the theme park sensei mentioned?" A male classmate asked his seatmate. "The butty world one?" He then added.

Homura had to resist the urge to slam her head onto her desk.

"Ugh...can't believe that's actually gonna be a thing..." A female student groaned out.

"I know. It's so wrong, so perverted." Her friend got out. "...I totally pre-ordered the tickets." She then suddenly admitted.

"...Huh?" Homura soon got out in shock upon hearing that.

"I was just gonna ask. They were sold out, in like, a minute." The first girl replied in relief. "Are we going there ironically or unironically?" She then asked.

"It depends when it finishes." The second girl responded.

"Wow." Morgana spoke up. "To hear someone talk about that place so blatantly." He then added.

"It's official. We're living in a crazy town." Akira muttered as he put away his books.

"Can someone wake me when the world is sane again?" Homura requested as she laid face first on her desk and closed her eyes.

"Oh Homura...you'd never wake up." Akira lamented as he shook his head.

"I think sanity went out the window as soon as I met you guys." Ann stated in a flat tone. "Any moment now, this could all fall apart as an elaborate wet dream." She then muttered.

"You wet yourself?" Asuka got out with widened eyes.

"...Yep, gonna keep dreaming..." Homura groaned, drowning out the reminder once more to contact the blonde bean sprout lover and lecture her for doing all of this.

Or punch her kidneys. That sounds more fun.


(Suidobashi, Dome Town?)

Meanwhile, in the future site of her hopes and dreams (no, not the boobs), Ryōbi had headed there to check out the progress and see the people who were going to turn this trash place into the greatest theme park known to humanity.

It was not going to flop like the toilet one for sure! She did her research!

The brunette was surveying her pride and joy with her own eyes and a confident smirk on her face. Soon, her dreams of bodacious booty will come to fruition.

"Eh. Could be going a little quicker." Ryōbi thought as a scowl started to creep on her face.

Well, what can one expect with the amount of money left over? It already took a good chunk of the budget just to acquire the property...

The brunette however then looked towards another part of where the park was...seeing a horde of protesters with their picket signs hoisted up. "Tch." Ryōbi muttered in annoyance as she watched the security team push them back.

"How is someone allowing this!?"

"What kind of perverted beast came up with this idea!?"

"Think of the children, for God's sake!"

"Did the Prime Minister actually approve of this!?"

The brunette scowled at this. Nothing was going to stop her dreams. Not her dream for Bootyland. Not her revenge for Ryōki.

Plus...her dream for her amusement park was not just her own. And it's time for Tokyo to know not to just think about tits.

"...Ah, I should contact them and let them know about the progress." Ryōbi muttered as she headed in, ignoring the security as they prepared some stun batons to discipline trespassers and violent protesters.


(Private Trailer)

Soon enough, the brunette arrived at a nice looking trailer deep within the being reconstructed theme park as the loud noises filled the area.

Which was the reason she didn't just sleep there after.

It was fairly minimalist and bare bones with only a few furnishings, but it serves its use for privacy quite nicely.

At least the shower was nice.

The brunette soon relaxed herself in front of the computer as she turned it on, only to groan. "Of course it'd need an update now." Ryōbi mumbled as it booted up. "I need a freaking drink." The brunette grumbled as she headed to the mini-fridge.

Grabbing a can of Mad Bull from the fridge and downing it in one gulp before sitting back down at the now-fully updated computer. "Let's see what my booty bestie has come up with for our child." Ryōbi thought as she started typing.

[BootyQueenR: This is BootyQueenR logging in.]

[BootyQueenY: This is BootyQueenY, also logged in.]

[BootyQueenR: Good to hear. I'm at our project site. I guess you could call it our child in a way.]

[BootyQueenY: Splendid. Any issues from those that would oppose us?]

[BootyQueenR: The usual protestors but the security we hired is doing their job quite nicely. Your suggestion to hire some of the best is really paying off.]

[BootyQueenR: How you expected it to happen is beyond me.]

[BootyQueenY: We are prominently displaying the glory of the backside in all of its glory after all. People are simply resistant to change.]

[BootyQueenY: They are just defiant to the importance and beauty of the booty.]

[BootyQueenR: We need to get some legitimacy with a big name with a first-class derriere.]

[BootyQueenR: For now though Y, let us recap our raise and how we've accomplished so much and got to this point.]

[BootyQueenY: Indeed.]

[BootyQueenY: It all starting a year ago when we first met one another here online.]

[BootyQueenR: Hai. On an 'Ass Appreciation' thread and we just...clicked with our matching size butts.]

[BootyQueenY: And while the plebeians and pretenders left, we remained.]

[BootyQueenR: Though the former moderator, and her 99cm backside, gave us the idea for an amusement park themed around the seat.]

[BootyQueenR: Which by the way, is still better than that toilet and potty training themed park in the U.S.A.]

[BootyQueenY: Though it's popular with its own niche of customers.]

[BootyQueenR: Only for the first day as it was shut down a month later. Thank god.]

[BootyQueenY: True.]

[BootyQueenY: Then there was the funding. Luckily we got a massive donation that helped push us past the threshold and then some.]

[BootyQueenR: If we ever meet "Takakura-H" I would like to give them a lifetime pass.]

[BootyQueenY: Agreed.]

[BootyQueenR: Whoever they are, they must be seriously rich.]

(...)

[BootyQueenR: Y?]

[BootyQueenY: Needed to grab a drink, sorry.]

[BootyQueenR: Not a problem.]

[BootyQueenY: Still, I'd absolutely love to meet "Takakura-H" in person as well and give them a big hug. Maybe even immortalize their booty for what they've done.]

[BootyQueenR: Only problem is...we don't know if it's a man or a woman. If we're gonna give this Takakura person the immortal booty gift, Takakura has to be a woman.]

[BootyQueenY: True. But...what if Takakura's a man, though?]

[BootyQueenR: Then...we still hug him. It's thanks to them we were able to get this far to begin with, even with the protesters.]

[BootyQueenR: As for the immortal booty gift, though...hmm...I guess we could ask him if he wants it. If not, then...I suppose it's his loss for not having the gift of a lifetime.]

[BootyQueenY: Alright then. It's a win-win for both sides, at least.]

(...)

[BootyQueenY: ...Is it great to look at a man's big ass, though?]

[BootyQueenR: Let's...worry about that when we get to that point.]

[BootyQueenR: Alright, next is...sponsorship.]

[BootyQueenY: We still have a lot of funding left, correct?]

[BootyQueenR: Yup. Sponsorship budget is completely untouched.]

[BootyQueenY: So we can get someone high class to sponsor us if we pay them enough.]

[BootyQueenR: Yep. Someone who we know will get the job done. A real big shot to boot.]

[BootyQueenY: Anyone in mind?]

[BootyQueenR: Let's see here...How about this Mochizuki model? I'll send one of her recent swimsuit pics.]

[BootyQueenY: Mochizuki?]

(BootyQueenR sent a pic "MochizukiSummerShoot")

The image showed a mature woman with pink hair leaning against a surfboard with her back to the camera. Her firm and toned backside on full display with it barely being covered by the thong bikini bottoms she was wearing.

[BootyQueenY: My word, what an excellent rear!]

[BootyQueenR: According to her officially released profile, it's 89cm.]

[BootyQueenY: The perfect size too!]

[BootyQueenR: So, are you up for hiring her?]

[BootyQueenY: Completely.]

[BootyQueenR: Then, I'll contact her manager.]

[BootyQueenY: After this discussion, R.]

[BootyQueenY: Now let's talk about marketing. Should we go for a TV commercial approach?]

[BootyQueenR: I think we should go for it, Y.]

[BootyQueenY: Excellent. You have the theme song ready for use?]

[BootyQueenR: Of course. It would be the perfect song for the TV commercial.]

[BootyQueenY: Next is the costume design. We need to showcase her ass nicely, but be able to pass standards for television.]

[BootyQueenY: After we contact her of course.]

[BootyQueenR: And of course, the Bootyland theme song.]

[BootyQueenY: And then we shall become true queens!]

[BootyQueenR: Indeed. Queens of Derrieres!]

Ryōbi meanwhile snickered at that last comment. "Yeah...Y really is the best booty friend I could ask for." She admitted to herself. "Gonna do a quick worship of my own bare booty before doing what needs to be done. Making Bootyland thrive and getting revenge for Onee-chan." The brunette added as her eyes narrowed. "You cannot evade me, Miyabi. When I find you, I will end you." She eventually concluded.

Which was why she was standing in the trailer in nothing but her panties...which she then dropped, leaving herself naked on her seat.

She had to work efficiently after all.


(Hebijo Academy, Elites Room)

Meanwhile, Yomi sighed in a delighted manner as she turned off her computer. "Yosh, progress with R-chan is going well." She thought to herself in satisfaction before stretching her arms out along with a yawn.

Playing the rich girl persona online was not easy, but necessary in this case.

She was to be one of the Queens of Bootyland after all.

Anyways, it was time to spend some time with her friends.

She then stood up and proceeded to go to their usual lounge area.

Yomi then noticed the youngest member of the group doing her usual internet surfing on her laptop, scrolling down on some random stuff on the net.

"Hm?" Mirai got out as she noticed something. She noticed a highlighted title of an online news article before she finally noticed what it was.

It was an online news story about an amusement park being built in Tokyo by the name of...Bootyland.

"What the-!?" Mirai spat out in shock, noticing the online article. "The heck is this Bootyland!?" She soon added in the same tone.

Yomi simply went silent, not wanting to make a suspicious reaction.

"Hey, Yomi-oneechan, look at this!" Mirai called out to her friend, gesturing to her to come over to her. "Some amusement park in Tokyo has renamed itself Bootyland, and it's all about butts!" She soon revealed.

Yomi decided to come over while feigning ignorance about it. "...What in the world is that?" She asked, dumbfounded after noticing the online article.

"I know, right?" Mirai scowled. "I'll get Hikage and Murasaki. They need to see this crap." She then stated as she got up to get the others.

Yomi soon quickly checked the article more closely. "Don't have my name, don't have my name, don't have my name- YES! It's just Y and R!" She mentally changed before sighing in relief.

"Yes what?" Hikage asked as she and the other Crimson Squad girl came back quite quickly.

"U-Uh, yes uh...I just thought of a way to get more kunai on the cheap." Yomi quickly lied.

"Ah, I know that place. Tak- Ta..." Murasaki soon got out before frowning as the name escaped her. "It starts with a T...something Shady Commodities, right? Yeah, that's it. Good place to get black market equipment in bulk." She started to recall.

Yomi simply went silent for a second or two. "Y-Yeah, that one. It's the uh, perfect place to get things for cheap." She responded.

"So, Mirai, what is it you wanted to show us?" Hikage responded with Poochie in her arms.

"Is something wrong?" Murasaki asked while setting down her dumbbells.

"Hey, guys, take a look at this." Mirai greeted and gestured towards her laptop screen.

"Huh?" Hikage got out before leaning down to see the screen. "...Okay, what the fuck?" She bluntly mumbled as she read the article.


BOOTYLAND ON THE UNBELIEVABLE RISE

The new attraction replacing Dome Town after somehow being bought out by the unknown buyers simply known as 'R' and 'Y', has caused recent public uproar in the area near the attraction itself. From the photos taken from our photographers nearby, it shows that the pictures and themes related to the huge buttocks of a person has now caused protestors to rally up in the entrance area of the park while said park is still undergoing construction. The security personnel of the site are currently doing their best to maintain order among the rally.

Having a slogan that stated, 'Go, play, and stay for the big booty way', the amusement park dubbed 'Bootyland' has a very provocative description where the rides, booths, and attractions are all based on the woman's buttocks. Funded through the now-defunct crowdfunding website 'gogokickme', it has raised several billion yen from backers all over the world, with incentives such as booty prints. The exact number is not known to anyone but the owners of the controversial park as the tracker for the amount raised broke in 1.8 seconds.

The marketing of 'Bootyland' started out slow, but in the middle of the process, a sudden skyrocket was observed due to the sudden large funding being donated towards the project; thus, creating more and more Bootyland marketing such as posters and billboards. The chance of having an official television commercial about the said amusement park may happen in the following days.

"How the heck did they approve of this?" One of the protesters demanded outside the entrance of the park, clearly in disbelief about the entire endeavor. It is clearly shown that the public has a negative reaction about the construction of the park. However, that did not hinder the progress of the construction despite the ongoing rally outside the entrance. The reporters nearby managed to have a talk with the construction manager, and this is his response about the 'Bootyland' construction.

"I need the money, alright?" The construction manager of the park confessed as we interviewed him inside the site itself. "R and Y are paying the big bucks for this project, and I'm not letting this pass by. Same with my boys here behind me." He then stated, pointing a thumb behind him towards his construction workers.

The government has commented on such a development, expressing their unusual and unbelievable approval of the theme park. "The economy could benefit from such a creative and unique concept for a theme park." Current chancellor and prime minister candidate Masayoshi Shido says, "While out of left field, this could bring in tourists, create more jobs, and hopefully encourage the youth and the adult folk to contribute to society in a different manner with this unique theme for a theme park."

We polled the public recently and 89% approve of Bootyland, most of the voters being male and some decent amount of females, however those against it have been vocal and pushing back against the very idea. "It's simply immoral and wrong." One online comment claimed. "Something like this would not fly 30 years ago, and yet this country has been breeding perverts and creeps." Another online comment declared. "I don't want to lose my husband to a theme park." An online comment of an anonymous housewife demanded.

We have tried to track down the buyers dubbed 'R' and 'Y' themselves, however, they still remain elusive and out of the public's eyes. One theory from our team has suggested that they are a pair of old men getting last hurrah, and another theory from our team (ridiculously) suggested they are booty-obsessed female teenagers compensating for their lack of large chests.

Will this provocative-looking theme park become Tokyo's popular theme park in the coming days, or will it experience the usual abandonment, desertion and eventually, replacement after its completion, courtesy of the public's negative response? That question will be answered soon enough in the coming months.


The girls simply stared at the article for a moment.

"...What?" Hikage began, breaking the silence.

Murasaki meanwhile blushed at the sight. "H-Huh?" She got out.

"A theme park about butts?" Mirai said, clearly dumbfounded. "What kind of crazy idea is that!?" She then bawled.

"...It must be someone with a lot of money and an indecent mind." Yomi assumed.

"Yeah. Probably someone rich enough to subvert the rules and pay off the politicians." Hikage added.

Yomi had to react begrudgingly to that by scoffing just to maintain her usual demeanor towards her comrades. "Ugh, money-grubbing trash folk..." She then grumbled.

"...I kinda wanna visit." Mirai suddenly admitted, rubbing the back of her head.

"Me too." Murasaki added in agreement.

"You do!? I mean, you do?" Yomi exclaimed before questioning in a calmer manner.

"Arf!" Poochie responded.

"Alright, we'll go once it opens and we have the chance." Hikage stated with a small smile.

"After our... plan, right?" Yomi recalled.

"Of course after our plan." Hikage assured. "But maybe not instantly after our plan. After the plan, we need to cool down and plan out our next move, as well as plan out living spaces and-" She then mumbled, until...

"Enough about plans, alright!?" Mirai shrieked in annoyance. "What time is it?" She soon asked.

"Almost time for afternoon classes." Murasaki answered. "Also, I still gotta tell you girls about changing my Tenshin appearance." She then added.

"Yeah, you still trip over yourself sometimes during training." Mirai sighed out. "Must be because you're a physical fighter now." She then assumed.

"Probably." Murasaki admitted in agreement. "It just...feels right to me fighting this way instead of just using my hair in a lazy manner." She then added.

"Or by desperately wanting people to leave you alone back then." Hikage added.

"That too." Murasaki sighed out.

"Well, that was a fun little distraction, but we need to prove our worth to Hebijo." Mirai soon spoke up in a sarcastic manner.

"And that means?" Yomi questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Go to class." Hikage answered. "And hopefully, nothing weird happens to-" She began, only for another familiar blonde to arrive...

Who looked a lot more different than she was yesterday.

Ryōna had a happy yet elegant smile on her face, her usual mismatched eyes now having matching blue irises. Her blonde hair was longer and had a unique luster that made it seem like spun gold with two flower hair clips in her hair, and finally her boobs didn't jiggle all that much with each step.

"Ah, good day everyone." Ryōna greeted in a polite, yet slightly off, tone.

"...I haven't finished my sentence." Hikage grumbled with a groan and a facepalm.

"Oh great, that spank-loving freak's here..." Mirai groaned, only hearing the Hebijo masochist.

"Where have you been?" Yomi soon asked, recalling not seeing her most of the day so far.

"Oh, I was only in my room, Yomi-senpai. Just some personal training and some self-revelations."

"What kind of-" Hikage began to ask, only for the Crimson Squad girls to finally notice the blonde masochist's appearance. "The hell?" She soon got out in confusion.

"Ah, ah, ah. We do not speak of such things around me." Ryōna suddenly chided in disapproval. "I am as pure as the driven snow." She then suddenly revealed.

"H-Huh?" Yomi got out in confusion.

"...I never thought I would hear such a thing from your mouth." Hikage muttered with a scared look on her face. The masochist has said a lot of things that cross the line but not this.

Never this.

"Whatever do you mean, Hikage-senpai?" Ryōna responded in confusion, getting a little concerned why her friends seemed so worried for her. "Is there something wrong, Yomi-senpai?" She then asked.

"A lot of things, Ryōna." Mirai quietly answered.

"Are you...wearing extensions?" Murasaki meanwhile hesitantly questioned.

"Whatever do you mean, Murasaki-senpai?" Ryōna once more questioned. "It is simply my natural hair." She then informed.

"You grew your hair overnight?" Hikage deadpanned. "Did she get one of Haruka's old hair growing potions without turning into a gorilla?" She then muttered.

"Uh, what?" Murasaki got out, staring at the snake-themed girl with widened eyes.

"Oh, no. It's just like that." Ryōna stated as she shrugged.

"Well, are you gonna ask us to whack your butt again?" Mirai sighed as she assumed the usual from the masochistic blonde. "If you are, then find someone else to tie you up and beat the crap out of you or whatever. You dented my grease gun last time with your butt cheeks." She then grumbled in annoyance while pulling out the gun from under her skirt, rubbing the dent.

"Not at all, Mirai-senpai." Ryōna replied.

"Ugh, shut up already, will y-...Wait...what did you say?" Mirai groaned out and started to say before realizing what was said before soon questioning it. "And...hold on, what did you just call me?" She then asked.

"Senpai?" Ryōna repeated with a raised eyebrow. "Is that wrong since you are still a first year student like me? I just thought because you have more experience that you deserve to be called that, Mirai-senpai." She then assumed and explained.

"..." All of the Crimson Squad members were stunned by that last word.

"...Eh?" Mirai squeaked.

"...Okay, what the hell is happening this time?" Hikage had to ask.

"I don't know, but I am scared." Mirai responded.

"Do not be afraid, Mirai-senpai." Ryōna responded. "And you shouldn't as well, Murasaki-senpai." She soon added while turning to the former shut-in. "I mean, the two of us are girls that are in love with Akira-kun after all." She then reminded with a blush, this also causing the purplette to blush too.

"...Is there a gas leak in your room?" Hikage soon questioned. She was half-tempted to light a match to wake herself up from this...impossible dream scenario.

"There is nothing wrong, Hikage-senpai. I am merely expressing a part of myself that needs to be brought into the light." Ryōna reassured and revealed before checking the time. "Oh goodness, would you look at that. If we don't leave now, Suzune-sensei will skin our thighs and rub soy sauce into the wounds. I will see you all later. I do not wish to experience that kind of pain after all." She then noted and stated.

"B-Bye." Yomi stammered as they watched the masochist leave.

"...Did she really just call us senpai?" Hikage then asked in confusion.

"As well as me too?" Mirai added...though she was smirking happily and with a giddy look on her face.

"Do you really like being called senpai, Mirai?" Murasaki asked her all of a sudden.

"Ah! Uh, no, no, shut up! You didn't hear anything!" Mirai insisted.

"You like that she respects you now huh?" Hikage simply guessed.

"...CAN YOU BLAME ME!?" Mirai suddenly shouted out. "You guys look down on me all the time." She then grumbled with a huff.

"That's because you're the shortest one out of all of us." Hikage pointed out.

"You know what I mean!" Mirai countered with a pout while flailing her arms. "Wait, what the hell do you mean by me being short!?" She then asked.

"Enough, you two." Yomi sternly told them off before glancing back at where the masochist had left. "...Should we contact Ryōbi-san about this?" Yomi soon asked. "This is a drastic change for her after all. Even more than Murasaki-chan's." She then noted.

"Um...me?" Murasaki only got out, hearing the mention of her name.

"...Video tape it and show it to her when she gets back." Hikage decided.

"Yeah, that's a good idea." Murasaki replied in agreement. "Anyways, to class." She soon announced in an unenthusiastic manner.

"To class..." The others dully cheered as they headed out of the room as well.


(Hallway)

Meanwhile with Ryōna though, she was happily humming a tune as she gracefully walked the halls. Since waking up that morning, she felt great! Like a massive and stressful burden was taken off her shoulders.

"That's right, just like this, young lady." Angel Princess Ryōna instructed. "If you keep this up, you'll be a true princess and accepted by everyone by next week." She then added in a teacherly manner.

"Thank you~ You are a great teacher~" Ryōna mentally complied, not even phased by the other voice in her head.

"Well I am your better half after all." Angel Princess Ryōna reminded in a satisfied and proud manner.

"You mean you less fun, hollow, husk of a-" Demon Whore Ryōna began to remark, however...

CRACK!

"Hrk! Blarg..." The demonic side of the blonde groaned out.

"That's enough out of you." Her pure side meanwhile grumbled.

"So vulgar." Ryōna mumbled in disapproval.

"Well said." Angel Princess Ryōna got out as the true self headed towards her classroom.

Meanwhile, Rin couldn't help but sigh from around the opposite corner the blonde was going. "You've dealt with crazier in Inaba, Rin. Just keep focused and everything will be fine." She soon whispered to herself before disappearing on the spot.

WHOOSH!

October 4th.

That would be Hebijo's day of reckoning, from what she knew and heard from a certain group of students.

She just hoped nothing major would happen once that day comes.


(Yongen-Jaya, Tokyo Mirage Apartment Complex)

Back in Tokyo...

"...I got an offer for what?" Miki questioned in disbelief over the cellphone as she soon blushed.

"Yes, Miki-san. You heard me correctly." Her manager got out, almost as in disbelief as the model herself. "Apparently, an anonymous contact known as 'R' reached out to me and said you'll be the sponsor for the theme park named Bootyland. And as they claimed, they will wholeheartedly pay us for your sponsoring." He then revealed.

"Did you at least consider my dignity here when you made that decision, sir?" Miki complained.

"I did, Miki-san. But their payment offer really convinced me and our staff here to change the decision." Her manager replied.

This in turn got the pinkette's attention. "...How much are they-" Miki began.

"The client didn't mention it to us specifically, but they told us in a vague manner. They said that it's more than our usual income. This would be the highest paying client we got." The manager responded.

Miki immediately froze for a few moments, getting even more curious about the client's payment amount.

"I know this is overwhelming, but-"

"No, you made the right decision, sir." Miki interrupted in a serious tone. Now was not the time to be whining. A top model such as herself had to be a good example to others. "I will do it, sir. I'll do the sponsoring." She soon responded.

"Oh...uh, alright then, Miki-san. Expect some further details about the sponsoring in the later days." The manager responded. "Do you wish for me to contact Ranze-san as well to watch?" He soon asked.

To that, Miki thought for a moment. Ranze could use the experience and needed to be shown how international models like herself do things.

Sure, she still wanted Asuka to be her adorable apprentice, but for now, she had to deal with it.

"Waiting for your answer, Miki-san..." Her manager spoke up after a short while of silence.

That in turn got the pinkette's attention as she focused on her phone once more. "Yes. Contact her." Miki soon answered.

"Okay, understood." The manager responded. "What should I tell her, if I may ask, Miki-san?" He then asked.

"To meet us at the location of this amusement park and explain it would be endurance and shame training." Miki answered.

"Uh, probably shouldn't call it that." The manager advised.

"Is there any other way we can put it?" Miki sighed as she checked her nails.

"Uh...The model mental hardening program?" Her manager suggested.

"...I was being sarcastic." Miki deadpanned before sighing. "Whatever. Send it." She soon requested.

"As soon as we can. See you there." They responded dutifully. "Though, if I may ask, despite not being part of the Sekaiju Hoshi Agency, why did you not suggest Takamaki-san and Shirokage-san to come as well?" Her manager decided to ask.

"It's like you mentioned, sir. They don't belong to our agency and I don't want them to deal with it." Miki responded. "Sponsoring for a theme park such as this might overwhelm them." She then stated.

"Understood." Her manager replied. "Well, I need to go and confirm you accepted." He then continued.

"Thank you, sir." Miki replied with a nod. "Keep me posted for updates and other news." She added as she then hung up before sighing. "Well...this is going to be interesting..." She awkwardly confessed, getting the attention of her teammates.

"That was your agency manager, Miki-chan?" Reki assumed.

"Yes." Miki confirmed with a nod. "My most recent job I am going to be working for...is becoming the sponsor for Bootyland." She soon revealed.

"...What." Reki got out in a flat tone.

"I am the sponsor for-" Miki began once more.

"We heard you the first time." Yuki interrupted.

"...Bootyland? Seriously?" Maki bluntly asked.

"A-Apparently so." Miki awkwardly responded.

"Whoever came up with that ridiculous idea of a theme park must be the most lustful and desperate man in this country." Reki couldn't help but comment, sounding irritated. "There's also the chance that there are actually two or more men involved instead of one, so they're still lustful and desperate." She then continued.

"Look, a job is a job, and this job should pay our bills for the next few months." Miki insisted before checking her phone again.

"So, Miki-chii...you're uh...agreeing to do this thing?" Yuki soon asked.

"My manager says the client will pay us dearly for me sponsoring that stupid theme park, so...I'll do it for the agency and for us." Miki confirmed and stated.

"How much exactly?" Maki meanwhile asked.

"Not sure. He didn't mention it but... it must've been a great amount if he willingly accepted the request." Miki responded. "This R person must be loaded." She soon stated.

"And old. And lonely." Maki added. "And compensating." She then concluded.

"And they still got a gogokickme going." Yuki added. "...Do you think-" She then started.

"No." Miki deadpanned. "And never think about such a thing again. Isn't that right, Hyōki-chan?" She then asked.

"..." Hyōki meanwhile was resting her head on her hand as she looked out the window, sighing in content with a smile on her face.

"...Hyōki?" Maki got out as they all looked at their Leader.

"She's been like this since waking up." Reki recalled with a shake of her head.

"Ah, she must've had a good dream." Yuki assumed. "Did she put her sheets in the laundry?" She then asked.

"No, not that type of dream." Miki responded as she shook her head. "Don't you see the signs? The dopey face, the long stare out the window, the drool trailing down her chin, the ignorance to the world around her? Do you know what that means?" She soon questioned while taking out a handkerchief to wipe their Leader's face clean.

"...She needs coffee?" Yuki guessed.

"No, she's love-struck, idiot." Maki bluntly concluded.

That immediately caused the blonde to go wide-eyed as she looked at their Leader in disbelief. "After one date!?" Yuki gawked. "She's barely known him for more than a week." She then added.

"True, it's been six days." Reki confirmed with a nod.

"Oh my..." Miki responded, honestly not expecting this occurrence. She had originally done what she did to tease the young Leader of their group, but wasn't expecting this to happen.

"Humans fall so easily, in life and in love." Reki soon muttered with a sigh.

"...But aren't you technically-" Yuki began to ask.

"It isn't fully confirmed yet." The silverette interrupted. "That's why I'm still having my check-up at Takemi-sensei." Reki added as she looked at her hands.

"Besides, her change doesn't affect her experiences." Miki reminded. "She still remembers her past, as you can see." She then added.

"Actually, there have been claims, deductions and even theories stating that shinobis could be more susceptible to falling in love due to the usual life of solitude for a shinobi if the other person unintentionally delivers the right triggers to them." Reki recalled before narrowing her eyes. "However, this could also lead some to their depression and lack of will to live if said love perishes...or could lead to recklessness due to their blind anger and desire for revenge or to avenge them by themselves..." She then revealed in a serious tone.

"S-Seriously?" Yuki got out in concern and disbelief.

"Are you speaking from experience, Reki-chan?" Miki soon asked.

To that, the silver haired girl nodded. "You live long enough and you witness these things." Reki confessed.

"Most people don't live 200 years." Miki countered. "You also tend to see those that shinobi love die horrible painful deaths. Usually by the hand of other shinobi." She then added.

The girls pondered at that assumption as they looked towards their leader, still looking outside the window and sighing once more.

"So, we need to make sure Hyōki-chan's crush stays safe, even if he rejects her." Miki concluded.

"Essentially." Reki responded with a nod.

"...One stab though." Maki soon got out.

"No." Miki deadpanned.

"That would cause Hyōki to turn on us if we hurt him." Reki stated. "Even if he does ground her delicate little human heart to dust." She then added with a slightly Yoma-like growl.

"Fine...One punch." Maki soon got out.

"Still would." Reki sighed out.

"...I stomp on his foot?" Maki then suggested.

"..." Reki's deadpan expression was the only response. "No more ideas, Maki-chan. And Hyōki should have the first shot." She soon stated.

"Okay..." Maki finally relented.

"Still, to think a mere man would be a bigger deal for all of us here..." Yuki stated before looking at their Leader. "...Is Hyōki-chii at least gonna get more clothes on besides her underwear? It's getting a little chilly." She then eventually asked.

"..." Hyōki, however, remained unresponsive watching as a bird flew by...and pooped on the window in front of her.

"Hyōki-chii? Earth to Hyōki-chii? Hello, is anyone up there?" Yuki soon called while snapping her fingers in front of the girl's face. She then put two fingers against her neck. "Yep, she's not dead." She concluded.

The ravenette however just sighed once more. "Aaaah...Ryuji-kun~" Hyōki got out in a happy tone, causing the others to sweatdrop.

"You cannot be like this all day." Reki sighed. "Do I need to break out the Yaoi paddle...again?" She soon threatened.

That immediately got the ravenette's attention as she perked up and blinked. "Huh? What?" Hyōki got out, snapping out of her dream-like state before looking down. "...Where are my clothes?" She soon asked.

"You humans and your short lives..." Reki muttered before looking at her hands. "...Though I'm not sure I'm one to talk anymore..." She thought to herself.

Miki soon threw the ravenette's casual clothes at her face. "Get dressed. It's 9 AM, and you have been there since at least 4." She soon stated and informed.

"Yeah, we get you like this Ryuji guy now, but sitting at the window looking at the sky for 5 hours in your underwear isn't exactly healthy." Maki added.

"A-Ah." Hyōki squeaked, a hot red blush appearing on her face. "T-Thank you." She soon got out before dashing into the bedroom to get dressed.

"You could've gotten dressed here, Hyōki! We've seen everything you have to offer!" Maki called out.

Miki then giggled at the reaction. "Ufufu~ Well, at least Hyōki-chan's much cuter now." She pointed out in amusement.

"And cuteness is justice." Yuki added. "Sorry, I had Yuki Yumi on the mind." She quickly explained.

"She really needs more friends outside of us, huh?" Maki soon remarked.

"We all do." Reki stated as the four all nodded in agreement.

"Didn't Hyōki tell us she had someone else close to her?" Maki recalled.

"Yeah, she told us that that someone was dead to her, yeah..." Miki responded as she looked at the silverette. "Part of it being your doing, after all." She then reminded.

"I was only assisting her at the time." Reki counter-reminded in a serious tone as she narrowed her eyes. "I only encouraged her to break free from her own shackles. To give her the life she was refused in the past." She then insisted.

"Something we all can do now." Maki had to admit. "All the shinobi factions are gonna be too busy with stuff related to the Phantom Thieves as well as the mental shutdowns and psychotic breakdowns." She then reminded.

"...You know, with all those things happening, is it possible that we will witness the end of the shinobi?" Miki soon realized.

"Not likely." Hyōki suddenly answered, getting the attention of the others as she exited the bedroom now fully dressed. "Old bastards are always going to try and make sure their systems stay in place no matter what after all." She then added while narrowing her eyes.

"However, there will be many shinobis regardless." Miki responded. "Most likely Elites classes of other factions will be coming to Tokyo...other girls like us that are being used by higher ups..." She then added.

"...That means she'll be here too." Hyōki whispered with widened eyes.

"Possibly. It would make sense since what you did did drive her to become a better shinobi." Reki responded as the ravenette winced. "They did take back the Saiga Estate with ease when Kuroki defected to them." She then added.

"Oh, we should definitely repay her for that." Maki suggested with narrowed eyes as she cracked her knuckles.

"Looks like you should start preparing for a reunion." Yuki also suggested.

"..." Hyōki meanwhile said nothing more as her body shivered...


(?)

ACHOO!

Elsewhere, a blonde girl behind the desk quickly blew her nose before disinfecting her hands with the nearby bottle as she handed the soiled handkerchief to a silver-haired girl standing right next to her.

"You have been sneezing quite a lot in recent days." The silverette noted with concern as she handed a fresh one to the girl behind the desk.

"I know. It is getting into flu season in the coming months." The blonde replied in her deep, regal and feminine voice as she resumed her review of the seemingly endless stack of documents at her desk.

But not before sneaking a quick glance at the framed photo on her desk. It depicted four female children: One with fluffy, auburn hair, one looking prim and proper with raven black hair, one with a bag over her head trying to edge herself out of frame that showed the hint of brown hair, and herself.

"I hope those three are doing well." The blonde thought as she placed the enrollment form she had been reviewing into the Rejected pile.


(9/27, After School)

(Shibuya, Parking Lot)

After classes had ended for the day, the Shujin Thieves had hung out for a little while until they all received texts from Haru telling them to head somewhere. The boys looked confused while the girls' eyes widened.

Nearly ten minutes later, they were all in the middle of a sparse parking lot waiting for Haru to arrive.

"I wonder why Haru wanted us at this random ass parking lot?" Ryuji spoke up as he checked his phone again. "Couldn't it have been in, like, the alleyway or at the walkway? I got lost comin' here!" He then added and revealed.

"I told you should've followed us!" Ann called out. "But nooooo...you had to take a shortcut for a ten minute walk!" She then reminded in annoyance.

"It said 2 hours on my GPS..." Ryuji awkwardly revealed.

"Your GPS sucks, Ryuji." Homura deadpanned. "Have you updated it recently?" She then asked.

"I wonder what Haru wanted?" Morgana meanwhile asked.

"We'll see when she gets here." Akira pointed out before checking the time. "Any minute now. Take your time, Haru." He mumbled.

"Should we do something more productive with our time instead of standing around and talking?" Makoto soon suggested.

"Well, let's see." Homura started, "Homework's done, my committee doesn't need me right now, we don't have clubs, we're stocked up on supplies, and everyone here has gone to the bathroom." She soon listed off before pausing. "...Twice. Yeah, we're out of productive stuff to do."

"Don't even mention the bathroom. Hearing about the toilet themed amusement park was disgusting enough as is." Ann sighed out with a face palm.

"Hey, I heard they're selling poop-shaped bread somewhere nearby." Akira recalled. "It's covered in chocolate~" He then added in a joking manner.

"Akira." Homura sternly stated in disapproval.

"W-What are the teachers teachin' you guys in your class?" Ryuji gawked out. "My classes tend to be boring as shit."

"Really!?" Makoto and Homura meanwhile snapped at the same time.

"What?" Ryuji got out in confusion before realizing what he just said. "Oh, right, shit. Got it." He soon realized.

"Can we stop talking about shit?" Ann groaned. "This is, like, the third time today." She then muttered in annoyance.

"Well, what else can we talk about?" Akira questioned. "Please don't make it about work, please? Or anything related to work." He then insisted.

"...So Bootyland-" Ryuji began.

"ZIP IT!" Homura immediately cut him off.

"Hm? Everyone?" A familiar voice got out as the Thieves heard a set of footsteps coming towards them. They soon turned to see the two Kosei students of the group coming towards them. "Yumi-senpai as well?" He then added.

"Hello everyone." Yumi meanwhile greeted. "Um, I wasn't quite prepared for this." She soon confessed.

"Hm? What the-?" Akira only got out, noticing the others. "You guys are here too?" He asked.

In response, the artist nodded. "Indeed. What did your text say?" Yusuke soon questioned in a curious manner.

"Meet me here with the provided map. I have something good for you." Akira read out."When I saw that everyone was heading the same way, I thought this was just a Shujin thing." He then got out.

"Well, since you all are here, that means it's a team activity." Yumi pointed out. "And it also means..." She then began as she saw some people arrive at the edge of her vision.

"Sup!" A familiar voice called out.

The Shujin and Kosei students heard that and turned their heads to see a familiar orangette and white haired woman coming towards them in their casual clothes.

"Hey." Miyabi greeted with a short wave.

"Miyabi and Futaba have joined the group chat." Futaba announced in a joking manner.

"And that's the last of us...except Haru." Akira muttered. "Maybe I should text her to make sure she's alright." He then added.

"It's been five minutes. Give it a little more time, Leader." Morgana advised.

"Yeah, dude. You're gettin' a little paranoid here." Ryuji added in concern.

"Right, sorry." The Leader soon apologized.

"Mwehehe, looks like you're still glowing a bit after your date yesterday, huh Ryuji?" Futaba teasingly noted with a smirk.

"Glowing? The hell's that supposed to mean?" Ryuji repeated and asked in slight annoyance. "I'm not one of those glowy fish." He then noted.

"It means you were satisfied with how it went and hope you have another one soon." Makoto sighed out, causing the dyed blond to blush before glancing at the white haired woman. "Miyabi, if you would." She suddenly requested.

Miyabi nodded as she began tugging the orangette's ear. "Young lady, you will be silent and stop it with that attitude." She all but demanded in a motherly tone.

"OW! I was just teasing him, not spouting anything dirty!" Futaba however complained back.

"Well you're acting more like Katsuragi every day and I do not approve of it!" Miyabi countered in the same motherly manner. "Have you secretly been in contact with her or something!? Cause it feels like you have been!" She then started accusing.

"Huh? Katsuragi-san?" The hacker repeated. "...No." She awkwardly answered, glancing away with an uneasy expression on her face while the white haired woman released her ear.

However, that response and tone said everything. "You have been!" Miyabi soon exclaimed in disbelief. "Okay, give me your phone, young lady." She then ordered in a no nonsense tone.

"And then throw it away onto someone's window?" Futaba countered with an accusation. "No way in hell!" She then declared while holding her phone close to her body.

"...I'm not going to do that, only to see what you and Katsuragi have been discussing all this time." Miyabi reassured. "Now can you please give me the phone?" She then requested with a hand out.

"...Still no." Futaba bluntly responded.

"Okay, you're both onto something, alright." Miyabi once more accused. "Give me your phone, now." She once more ordered.

"No." Futaba responded, backing away from the white-haired woman a bit. "You're not taking anything from me."

"Well, I don't have to. Thank you, Homura." Miyabi soon got out as she held out her hands somewhere else.

"Here you go, Miyabi-san." The tan-skinned responded as she threw something towards the white-haired woman, with the latter catching it.

Futaba took a moment to notice what was thrown. It was her phone that she was desperately trying to hide right now. "Wha-!? Did you really just pickpocketed me Assassin's Creed style!?" Futaba exclaimed, whipped her head towards Homura and Miyabi as she patted herself down.

"No, shinobi style." Miyabi corrected. "Stupid white ninja fakers thinking they're all hot shit..." She grumbled under her breath before starting to tinker the hacker's phone.

"Wait, what?" Ann got out in confusion, hearing what the white haired woman grumbled.

"Hah, you don't know my super secret-" Futaba began to declare in a confident manner.

"It's isshiki001." Miyabi deadpanned.

"Hey! Don't tell everyone in the world!" Futaba exclaimed. "I was so sure I hid my pass from you, how did you...Sojiro." She then started before coming to the realization.

"We both just wanted you to be safe...sweetie." Miyabi simply responded in a motherly manner.

"...Dammit, I can't even curse them out." Futaba grumbled before looking at the ceiling of the parking garage. "Curse you, Sojiro and Big Sis's caring natures!" She cried to the heavens.

"Oh don't be so dramatic." Miyabi responded while waving it off. "Now let's see what you've been doing..." She then started as she began looking.

"You're not gonna like it." Futaba mumbled while pouting.

The white haired woman rolled her eyes. She's been disappointed and angry at the girl before, but this shouldn't be-

...Why is there a video on her phone of Katsuragi (Surprise, surprise) and...oversized water balloons?

Instinctively, she hit play.

"As you can see with these perfect replicas of Ikaruga's boobies, you have to hold them from underneath. The best way to do this though is from behind for maximum effort so you can keep them and the person in place."

SHATTER!

The white haired woman soon heard the mental glass breaking in her mind as she soon realized what was going on between the Hanzo blonde and the orangette. "...She's been giving you boobs groping tips!?" Miyabi exclaimed in anger and in a panicked manner, getting the attention of the other girls there.

"WHAT!?" Homura and Makoto screamed, with Futaba simply cringing herself while covering her face with her two hands.

Akira simply stared at the commotion made by the three girls. "...Should we help?" He then muttered to the other guys.

"FUTABA, WHY!?"

"...Nope." Ryuji responded before the boys went back to their conversation. "Anyways, yeah, the movie was awesome. Ya gotta go see it for the scene where the Masqueraider goes against his partner." He then got out.

"Hey, spoilers!" Akira called out.

Back with the girls, they were having a slightly more heated discussion. "Jeez, what's wrong with groping girls? I'm not doing it to random strangers, duh." Futaba however responded in a casual manner. "That's Katsu-nee's thing." She then added.

"...YOU'RE CALLING HER KATSU-NEE NOW!?" Miyabi and surprisingly, Asuka exclaimed at the same time, making the orangette jump.

"In any case, Haru told us that we should go to this place." Akira finally spoke, cutting off the argument. "But why ask us as if we were gonna hang out alone when she wanted the entire team?" He soon asked.

"It's a surprise." Futaba replied, sounding slightly weak while still rubbing her pinched ear before groaning. She was definitely gonna get a scolding after this...although, she had been promised that repeatedly, and it usually never came.

Maybe Yumi was right, and cuteness does control the world if used the right way.

"What surprise?" Yusuke meanwhile asked. "And...come to think of it, where is Haru?" He soon wondered in a curious manner as he looked around.

At that moment, a long silver van suddenly entered the parking lot and approached the group before pulling over near them.

"Uh...are we about to get kidnapped or something?" Ryuji suddenly asked aloud.

"You watch too many movies, Ryuji." Ann sighed.

At that moment, the door slid open as a familiar fluffy haired girl exited the van. "Good day everyone." Haru happily and politely greeted.

"...You're kidding me." Akira got out, an uncontrollable and amused grin spreading across his face.

"I assure you, I am no kidnapper. Everyone, please come in." Haru soon requested. "We have sparkling cider and powdered doughnuts for everyone." She then revealed with a smile.

"Oooooh, fancy!" Futaba replied with a grin, excited about the doughnuts. "Do you have any instant cup noodles there?" She then asked.

"Oh, um...we could drive over to a convenience store to get what you want, Futaba-chan." Haru simply offered.

"No." Miyabi however responded. "She is being very naughty as of late and does not deserve any cup ramen." She then stated in the same motherly manner as the girl in mention pouted.

"...What about a massage then?" Haru soon suggested as they all entered the van.

"A massage?" Yusuke repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"O-Oh, don't worry about it." Haru soon got out as she slid the van door closed. "Kenji-san, let us go to our destination." She soon requested.

"Of course, Haru-sama." The driver replied before the van went on ahead to go to their planned destination.

As the van started moving, the group got themselves settled in as they started enjoying the ride. Futaba, as expected, was stuffing her mouth with doughnuts offered on a plate by the heiress.

"I apologize for not being able to get a limousine for our trip." Haru suddenly informed. "I felt as though it might have been a bit much for us. Especially the one with a hot tub and massage chairs." She then added.

"...You have a hot tub and massage chairs in your limousine?" Akira asked, not able to imagine that along with the others as he got himself some sparkling cider.

"Oh no, an old friend of mine does though." Haru responded and revealed. "Me, her, Ika-chan and Kumo-chan used to love riding around in it, though I haven't seen her in a long time." She then added with a sigh of content.

"You've mentioned a Kumo-chan before." Morgana recalled. "What happened?" He then asked.

"We...just ended up drifting apart." Haru sadly admitted. "I can't even remember her face so I won't know if I will meet her again..."

"Aw..." Ann, Makoto, and Asuka got out in empathetic manners.

"You will meet again." Akira assured. "Just give it time." He then added.

Haru could only sigh.

"Don't be sad, Haru-chan." Asuka meanwhile responded. "You got friends now, and I promise you we won't drift apart like that. Our bonds are gonna last forever! I promise you that." She then declared.

"Always the optimist, Asuka." Miyabi remarked with a smirk.

"Well, my optimism doesn't come from nowhere." Asuka stated as she shook her head. "Now, how long is this trip, Haru-chan?" She then asked.

"Uh, we should be there in...15 minutes?" Haru guessed after a bit of thought.

"That isn't that long of a trip." Akira remarked.

"Well, it is more of an estimated guess." Haru confessed in a sheepish manner with a giggle. "We are heading for Minato City though." She then revealed.

"Minato City?" Akira repeated with a raised eyebrow. "Why there?" He soon asked.

"Is that about that new sports stadium?" Ryuji assumed before gasping. "...You rented out that sp-" He then began to yell, however...

"No, no. That's not available and we're not going to Odaiba." Haru quickly assured. "We're going to Roppongi." She soon revealed.

"Uh...why?" Ryuji soon asked.

"For a special treat for everyone here." Haru vaguely responded.

"Uh, that's not necessary, Haru." Akira got out with a small wince. "I mean, does it really have to be a surprise?" He then asked.

"I can assure you it will be all worth it, Akira-kun." Haru reassured as she smiled as she and everyone then felt the van coming to a stop. "Oh, and we're here!" She soon claimed.

Everyone prompted themselves to look outside the window.

Right where the van had stopped, they could see a rather rustic-looking, traditional Japanese-looking place. It didn't seem all that old, but it did seem expensive with the nice, fancy sign outside.

The White Relief Spa

For everyone's better life.

"The hell is this?" Ryuji got out as he noticed where they stopped in front.

"Whoa..." Was all Asuka and Homura could say.

"Was that even 15 minutes...?" Futaba meanwhile wondered out loud, though was still staring at the building as well. How did they even lose track of time?

"Haru...did you take us all to a spa?" Akira finally asked, noticing the entire front of the building.


(Roppongi, White Relief Spa)

"Indeed I am. A very luxurious spa at that." Haru confirmed as she led her friends towards the luxurious doors, prompting the two staff members in white near the doors to open them for the group.

"This...this is too much, Haru-san." Yumi responded in concern. "Shiki-san would be dying to go here." She then muttered.

"Oh don't worry, Yumi-chan." Haru soon goot out in a comforting manner. "I'll be paying for our bill. It's the least I could do." She then revealed.

"...I love knowing rich people." Futaba suddenly muttered to herself.

"Futaba!" Miyabi and Ann exclaimed in disapproval.

"The White Relief Spa?" Akira read the name aloud. "You're kidding me, right...?" He then muttered.

"I think I like the name." Futaba stated. "Shows how much you know." She then added...with a smirk.

"...Is it named after something? Like...a treatment?" Homura soon questioned.

"What do you mean?" Haru innocently responded.

"Like...does it use...?" Homura started to ask before trailing off.

"It's on the sign." Yusuke suddenly informed, taking notice of a nearby, much cheaper-looking sign.

We know what you're thinking, and no. We don't.

Upon reading it, the tan skinned girl sighed. "Ah. Phew!" Homura breathed out in relief.

"Good. Better keep it that way." Akira simply stated, not wanting the oblivious girls to question it even further.

"Haru, are you sure you can afford this?" Makoto eventually asked in concern. "Wouldn't Okumura Food learn about this?" She then added.

"Oh, I've been making secret donations of the same amount to the homeless for years and they barely affect Okumura Foods." Haru innocently revealed.

"..." The rest of the team meanwhile looked at their newest member in disbelief as said girl just smiled happily.

"...Can I..." Homura suddenly started.

"Homu-nee..." Asuka chided, interrupting her sister.

"What?" The tan skinned girl responded. "Was gonna ask for a job if possible." Homura revealed.

"...I honestly thought you're trying to convince her to give you some money..." Asuka soon admitted.

"How's that different from that summer-" Ann began.

"We do not talk about Biggles™ the Space Bear!" Homura exclaimed.

"Space what-now?" Ryuji asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't mind about it, Ryuji-kun." Asuka however responded

Haru however gasped as she looked at the tan skinned girl in concern. "Oh my goodness Homu-chan! Are you alright after wearing that suit!?" She soon asked. "Do you need compensation for it!? Oh I am so sorry for this Homu-chan!" She then added and apologized in a panicked manner.

"Whoa, hey, hey, Haru, it's fine." Homura awkwardly responded, giving a brief deadpan expression to the ash blonde for mentioning it.

However the Okumura heiress was having none of that. "But...but you suffered in that death trap of a mascot suit over the summer of all things!" She soon stammered and exclaimed. "You need to be compensated for it this instant!" She then stated in a no nonsense tone.

"Guys, we're here to relax, remember?" Futaba however reminded.

"You're right." Akira responded. "We need the relaxation, Haru." He soon stated. "Give Homura her compensation pay later though if she wants it." He then added.

Thar in turn calmed down the auburnette a bit as she then blushed a little from her reaction. "Of course, of course. I'll make it up to you later in the future." Haru responded.

"H-Haru..." Homura awkwardly got out.

"No buts about it, okay?" Haru interrupted with her hands on her hips before smiling happily and clapped her hands together. "Now, let's enjoy this wonderful place." She then requested.

"Alright." Akira responded with a nod. After making sure the others were in agreement they all headed inside.

Instantly they were hit with a bunch of calming smells and sounds, as the atmosphere of the place put them at ease. It was actually a little intoxicating. And yet, Haru ignored all that as she headed to the front desk.

"Hello, welcome to the White Relief Spa." The male concierge greeted. If he was hiding any disgust for teenagers even stepping inside, he was very good at hiding it. "How may I help you?" He then asked.

"Good afternoon." Haru greeted back. "We have a reservation here." She soon informed.

"A reservation." The concierge repeated as he looked at the group as a whole. "May I ask for the code name." He then requested.

"Ms. H." Haru soon responded.

In response, the man at the counter began typing on the computer. "Ms. H...Ah, you're the party with the Grand Luxury Style reservation." The concierge responded and noted.

"Sorry for getting one on such short notice. I know a place like this is very busy." Haru soon apologized.

"It is of no concern." The concierge responded. "You shouldn't worry yourself here. You should be doing the opposite, in fact. Everyone here at the White Relief Spa will ensure that and your friends here have a lovely time." He then stated.

"Thank you." Haru replied in relief.

"Whoa...that dude has a monocle!" Futaba meanwhile squealed. "I never thought I'd see the day someone wears one unironically!" She then admitted.

"Hush you." Miyabi however ordered.

"...I...I want one now..." Akira soon whispered.

"In any case, our staff informed us that you have a pet in your party as well?" The concierge recalled.

"Yes, sir." Haru responded as she took the not cat out of the Leader's bag. "A cat, to be exact." She soon revealed.

"H-Huh!?" Morgana got out in shock, popping himself out of Akira's bag.

"Great. He'll be at the Pet Relief section of our spa, given it is included in the Grand Luxury Style promo." The concierge revealed.

"H-Haru! You included me, too!?" Morgana meanwhile asked in disbelief.

"Of course, Mona-chan." Haru got out. "You deserve the relaxation." She then added as she began petting the not cat's head.

"But...but I...eh?" Morgana barely responded as he couldn't process this revelation.

"Looks like you're gonna be treated like a king here too, Morgana." Akira chuckled out before very suddenly freezing with a horrified look on his face. "..." He soon went silent as he had to resist an eye twitch.

"Akira, why did you look so worried for a second there?" Miyabi soon asked.

"O-Oh, nothing. Just...an overactive imagination. Nothing to worry about." Akira responded while waving it off.

"Well, it can't be all that bad." The concierge assumed.

"I thought this place was a front that takes animals and turns them into dog food. Or drug trafficking. Or human trafficking." Akira soon revealed, awkwardly chuckling at the ridiculous (but never zero) chance that the place held more evil within its walls.

That only made his fellow Thieves stare at him in silence.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..." The concierge was also struck silent by the boy's admittance. "...Is he alright?" He asked the fluffy haired girl with a genuinely concerned look on his face.

"...Yes." Haru answered.

The man however did not look comforted by that response. "Your hesitation worries me, but that only shows that he needs this more than anybody else here." He soon stated, trying to reassure himself in some way. "We better get your treatments under way then!" He then decided.

"Okay then. Where do we start?" Akira soon breathed out, trying to relax himself.

"Well, if you could make your way to the changing rooms to the left and get into robes. We'll have your treatments ready soon, so please wait patiently." The concierge responded and then instructed.

"Alright. Let's go." Ryuji got out as the other guys nodded.

"I better make sure I leave my knife behind..." Akira meanwhile muttered to himself as the boys headed for their changing room.

"...Again, is he alright?" The concierge once more questioned in concern.

"He's...been through a lot." Asuka awkwardly responded. "Shujin Academy." She then added, hoping the concierge would buy it.

"Well, I suspected that already. Most of you are wearing the uniform." The concierge responded with a sigh of sympathy. "Rest assured, we are not like any adults at that unfortunate school." He then stated.

"We've met plenty of terrible adults outside of that school too." Ann grumbled.

"The world isn't as scary and mean as you may think. You just have to find the right places, and I'd like to say this is one of them." The male concierge responded and advised.

"Easier said than done..." Miyabi mumbled.

"Come on, let's go already!" Futaba got out as she tried to pull the white haired woman towards the women's changing rooms, however the white haired woman remained unmoved.

"Um, the women's changing rooms are to the right." The concierge however informed.

Futaba froze for a second before changing sides and doing the same thing. "Come on, let's go already!" She excitedly declared.

"You're just tiring yourself out, Futaba." Miyabi sighed out as she looked at the man. "I apologize for her, she is just overly excited." She soon explained.

"Ah, the energy of youngsters." The concierge breathed out in amusement. "Anyways, you may head to the right and get into your robes." He soon instructed.

"Hai!" Haru responded as the girls headed to their changing room.


(Woman's Spa Changing Room)

The girls entered the women's changing room and began noticing the inside of the changing room. It had slightly dim lights and a shiny white floor, as well as rows of open lockers that had baskets to hold their clothes as well as towels for their robes.

"No other people around here." Ann noted as she looked around. "I guess a luxurious spa can be quite pricey for most people. " She then added.

"We're so lucky we have Haru in our group..." Homura stated...only to wince. "Er...sorry Haru." She awkwardly apologized.

"Oh, uh, it's alright, Homura-chan." Haru responded in reassurance. "I willingly chose to do this for all of us. I just hope my father doesn't mind. And hopefully Gyū-chan doesn't worry about me as well right now." She then stated and added.

The female Thieves went on ahead and approached the open lockers to find their own locker to place their clothes in, but then noticed some writing on the .

"The White Relief Spa will also wash your clothes free of charge." Makoto read out what was written before blinking in disbelief. "Why is this place so generous? It's a little..." She then started to ask before trailing off.

"Suspicious?" Futaba guessed, getting a nod in response from the Shujin Student Council President.

"Well, you pay for what you get." Haru pointed out. "The bill is actually not that bad." She then revealed.

"Haru, I'm pretty sure your definition of a bad bill isn't the same as ours." Ann stated in an awkward manner. "We actually need to budget and loot an alternate dimension." She then added with a sigh.

"And that is a pretty unstable income, and you make more in a minute than we can make through confusion status abuse." Homura chimed in.

"...How much did you pay, anyways?" Miyabi soon asked.

"There's no need to worry about that. I've brought you all here to relax after...everything, so let's not worry about such trivial things at the moment and let's take advantage of their services." Haru however responded as the girls all started to get undressed.

BOING!

"Mwehehehe~" Futaba giggled out with a gleam in her eyes along with her hands up while wiggling her fingers. "I'm definitely relaxing now!" She declared.

Miyabi however gave a deadpan expression when she heard the giggling. "Put those hands down." She bluntly ordered.

"Hehe, sorry." The orangette apologized after a short giggle. "Just liking what I see for everyone here." Futaba soon admitted.

"Are you gonna be like this the entire time?" Ann suddenly asked as she pulled up her top, revealing her bra.

"At times, but not all the time." Futaba casually responded.

The white haired woman however groaned to this answer. "Futaba Sakura, do you want to be blind for the duration of our stay here?" Miyabi suddenly asked.

"Eh!?" Futaba got out in shock.

"If you're gonna be a pervert, we're going to treat you like one." Miyabi declared as she grabbed a towel. "I'm just gonna give you a blindfold, a tight one at that." She then stated.

"...Please no." Futaba stated almost nonchalantly. "No blindfold, please." She then requested.

"Good girl." Miyabi praised in approval. "Behave, alright, young lady." She then ordered in a motherly manner.

"Fine..." Futaba groaned.

Haru meanwhile giggled at the interaction. "You really are like a mother, Miya-chan." She noted.

Miyabi winced and blushed. "D-Don't say that! Makes me sound older than I should be!" She called out.

"O-Oh. Sorry about that." Haru apologized.

"You should be. I'm only 21." Miyabi responded.

"...You are?" Haru innocently asked.

Miyabi's eye twitched. "I am not gonna be a mother anytime soon, Okumura." She then insisted.

"Oh no, I just meant how young you look." Haru however explained in the same innocent manner.

"You're not taking back calling me old by flattering me!" Miyabi growled with a glare...before dropping her head in depression. "And I'm not getting younger and my only friends in this stupid city are people way younger than me, stronger than me, and I could barely do anything too many times..." She then mumbled.

"Oh...Miya-chan..." Haru got out as she then went over and hugged the girl, pressing the white haired woman's head against her decent-looking chest. "There, there..." She reassured in a comforting manner.

Miyabi meanwhile didn't even struggle or try to resist in response. "Is she really treating me like a baby...?" She mumbled softly as herself...despite liking this feeling.

Futaba simply snickered at the scene.

Miyabi then regained her composure before she gently pried herself away from the hug. "Y-You don't need to do that to me, Haru. I appreciate the gesture, but I'm alright with it." She awkwardly got out.

Haru simply nodded. "I see. Sorry about that, at least." She responded and apologized. "Now come on. Let's continue undressing ourselves." She then decided.

And with that, the girls were now in their underwear and continued to undress themselves to get ready for their treatment.

"How's...your fiance, Haru?" Ann finally asked, hoping to take the risk.

"Hm?" Haru hummed out. "Oh, Sugimura? He's been..." She then started before pausing and then shook her head. "No, no, don't even want to think about it." She soon sighed out as she shook her head.

"Ann, really?" Miyabi deadpanned. "This was supposed to be a time where we could relax and forget our problems, not bring them up again at the first chance." She then scolded in disapproval.

"I just wanted to know, Miyabi." The ash blonde insisted.

"Then save it for when we aren't trying to put a pause on our situation." Miyabi groaned out. "There are an increasingly larger number of people trying to kill us, and I for one don't want to think about that while getting needles in my back." She then added.

"Yeah, I have to agree with Miyabi on this, Ann-san." Makoto soon got out. "This really isn't the time." She then stated.

"...Sorry." Ann soon apologized in a guilty manner.

"Oh no, it's ok Ann-chan." Haru however reassured as she soon unclipped her custom bra.

CLIP! BOING!

That in turn got the attention of the other girls as she watched the fluffy haired girl fold up her bra. "...Still can't believe you hid those things so well, Haru." Makoto had to admit in awe, noticing the sudden release of confinement of the heiress's actual H-Cup chest.

In turn, the fluffy haired girl blushed a little. "Well, it did take some time to get used to them at first." Haru had to confess.

"I bet it was." Homura responded. "No one at school even knows except for us." She then reminded in an impressed manner.

"And...you just jinxed it." Ann sighed.

"What!?" Homura exclaimed. "Come on, we may have been screwed over a lot, but like that's gonna happen with this! Haru managed to be beneath our notice for months, surely it won't happen with Haru. The thing this morning on the train was a fluke at best!"

"As well as the incident before that." Makoto added. "And one before that. And the one before that, and the one before that, and the one before that-" She soon got out and began to blush redder and redder.

"Look, the train itself is a major hotspot for lecherous accidents." Yumi sighed as she shook her head. "Although, it would be nice to not contribute to 90% of those incidents..." She then muttered under her breath.

"Um...it's okay, everyone. I always knew I couldn't keep up the charade forever." Haru however informed as she glanced down at her chest. "It's getting more difficult to convince tailors to get compression bras, and if they get any bigger it'll crush my lungs." She then added with a grimace.

"So avoid Big Bang Burgers from now on." Miyabi simplified.

"...I don't eat at Big Bang Burger." Haru soon revealed. "Too unhealthy and I don't think I ever will after learning what father has been putting in them. This...was mostly natural..." She then added.

"..." The girls meanwhile looked at their fluffy haired friend with widened eyes.

Futaba however just rubbed her budding chest while pouting with envy. "Why is everyone winning the genetic jackpot but me..." She mumbled in sadness.

Miyabi however noticed this and sighed when she heard that. "Futaba, I know you're eyeing our large breasts and feel jealous about it, but can't you just let it grow naturally?" She responded, getting the attention of the others.

"But...but what if it won't?" Futaba however asked. "I'm already fifteen, and there's still no sign of development or anything..." She then mumbled out.

"Everyone grows at their own pace, Futaba-chan." Asuka responded.

"Still, I'm worried I won't grow like yours, Asuka." Futaba soon confessed. "Yours or the others." She then added while looking at the other girls in the room.

"Are you that desperate for a big chest, Futaba?" Makoto soon assumed.

"It's not like that, it's just...I just...don't wanna feel left out of the group or something." Futaba soon revealed.

"You don't need to have a big chest just to fit in with this group, Futaba." Ann reminded in a reassuring manner. "I don't even have big breasts like the others, but I'm still friends with you and them as well." She then added.

"Still..." Futaba mumbled. "I just don't want people to keep treating me like a kid...like Homura's friend, Mirai." She then admitted.

"...Yeah, Mirai does have moments where she feels the same way." Homura had to confirm. "And she's the same age but even shorter than Futaba." She then added.

"And that's why I won from her during that group chat we had last time." The orangette confirmed. "And of course I won't get pissed if someone makes fun of my height, my chest or anything. I can just destroy them with my mouth and ruin their social status online." She then confidently revealed with a smirk, causing the others to sweatdrop.

"...Again, so glad she's not an enemy of ours." Makoto couldn't help but say.

"Alright, enough of that. Still, it is nice to know you make donations to others, Haru-san." Yumi confessed as she faced the heiress with a smile of approval.

"Well, as I mentioned, Okumura Foods doesn't really know about it since I use the title Ms. H to give out the donations." Haru reminded and revealed.

"Hehe, looks like you were already a rebel without anyone knowing it." Homura jokingly assumed.

"Huh, that is one way of putting it." Asuka admitted with a head tilt.

After a while, the girls finally stripped off their underwear and footwear and placed them inside their own baskets before storing them inside their respective open lockers before closing them.

They were now all in the nude and prepared for their treatment.

"Is everyone out of their clothes now?" Haru soon asked everyone, who in response nodded. "Splendid! We are ready to go, ladies." She eagerly added just as she took her own robe and covered herself up before going on ahead to the changing room exit.

The other girls were prompted to do the same as they took their own robes as well from their respective lockers and covered their whole nude bodies before following the heiress ahead, somehow eager to see what the spa had to offer for them.


(Men's Spa Changing Room)

Meanwhile, the boys were about to enter the men's side of the changing room.

"Man, can't believe Haru's payin' for a spa treatment for us and shit..." Ryuji stated as he and the other two entered the changing room, noticing the slightly dim-lighted atmosphere, the shiny white floor and the rows of open lockers that had baskets to hold their clothes as well as towels for their robes.

"I always wanted to experience a luxurious spa treatment such as this." Yusuke stated with a hint of relief.

"You did?" Akira questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Yusuke simply nodded in response. "Mm-hmm. I could not even imagine affording this type of service, so I am grateful to Haru for providing what could be a once-in-a-lifetime experience." He then replied and stated.

"I see. I get you." Akira responded as he then nodded before he began taking off his shirt and glasses, revealing his lean and trained body.

Ryuji noticed the toned upper body of the Leader before beginning to stare at him for quite a bit.

In turn, Akira smirked in amusement. "Jelly?" He jokingly assumed.

"...Shut up, dude." Ryuji groaned as he took off his own shirt. "I go to the gym now more often, you know." He soon revealed.

"Gotta impress Katsuragi-san, of course." Akira reminded. "And that Hyōki girl too, right?" He then added in an amused tone. Finally, he was no longer the only one with girls pining over him now.

"C-Come on, will you give me a break here, man...?" Ryuji exasperatedly got out.

"Hey, just be happy you got some muscle now." Akira tried to reassure him with a pat on his back. "Who knows? Maybe you'll get toned abs soon." He then added.

BZZT! BZZT!

Ryuji felt her phone vibrate before taking it out of his back pocket. He turned it on and noticed a message notification from...

"So, who is it?" Akira asked in a curious manner.

Ryuji however blushed at this. "...It's none of your business, dude." He muttered.

"It's Hyōki, alright." Akira guessed confidently as he began unbuttoning his pants before pulling them down, revealing his underwear.

"Urk!" Ryuji grunted out.

"Don't worry, I'm not telling anyone outside of here." Akira reassured. "Well, I'm not surprised if Hyōki sends you a sexy pic right now or even a nude pic." He then added.

Ryuji's eyes immediately widened. "T-The hell you assume that, dude!?" He asked in a panic while blushing some more.

"...Experience." Akira simply answered as he stripped off his underwear.

The dyed blond in turn blinked as a result. "...Dude...really?" Ryuji asked in a deadpan tone.

"We don't speak of this to the girls at all, deal?" Akira soon suggested as he placed his underwear inside the basket, leaving himself naked. "Luckily for us, Futaba's with us right now, so no chance of eavesdropping from our phones." He then added.

"Y-Yeah..." Ryuji replied in agreement.

"So...what's the pic?" Akira eventually asked.

Ryuji gulped as he gripped his phone tighter. "Um...a swimsuit pic..." He awkwardly answered with a blush, showing the phone to see the ravenette taking a selfie in front of a mirror while wearing a black and yellow floral themed one-piece as she had a meek expression on her face with a simple message.

[LeopardPrincess: I know this is sudden, but does it look good on me?]

"Oooh, not bad. Reply to her soon." Akira got out in an impressed manner. "Keep up the good work, and maybe you'll get a nude pic soon enough." He then stated.

"...You are so casual about this, dude..." Ryuji got out in disbelief. "This cause of Haruka?" He then guessed as he placed his phone inside his own basket before starting to unbutton and remove his own pants.

Akira leaned forward a bit towards the dyed blonde. "That's what hanging out with female friends does to you. And yes, Haruka is in it, too." He then whispered.

Ryuji simply looked at him for a moment...before sighing. "I dunno, man. This isn't really somethin' I want. Like, they're nice and all, but we aren't even really dating. It feels like we're just...hanging out like friends do." He then seriously added before placing his pants inside the basket and starting to strip off his own underwear

"But...how would you feel if Katsuragi-san did the same thing?" Yusuke meanwhile questioned in a curious manner. Also, he was now naked as he placed his underwear inside the basket before grabbing his robe from the locker to cover himself up.

"About time you spoke up, Yusuke." Akira chuckled.

That immediately got the dyed blond to blush. "K-Katsu-chan...?" Ryuji stammered out. "Um, I...Look, I'm not Akira. I don't just accept shit like this as if it's normal. It feels wrong for me to get this shit from cute girls who barely know me. I'm not even sure this is even a good idea that she's doing this. I mean, come on, 14's kinda pushing it, right?" He then stated and asked as he finally placed his underwear and shoes inside his locker, now leaving himself naked.

"...True." Akira had to admit. "Maybe you should start establishing boundaries with what you're both comfortable with. Talk to her about what is and isn't okay." He then suggested.

"Right. Well, there's also her friends with her." Ryuji reminded with a sigh. "I think they also might try to push it, too." He then added.

The other boys however frowned at that. "That isn't okay, Ryuji. You should fight that. No one should be pressured into doing stuff they aren't willing to do. That ruins lives." The Leader stated in a serious manner.

"I know that, man." Ryuji sighed out. "...Thanks for the advice at least." He then added in a grateful manner.

"Sure thing. We'll continue this conversation later. Right during our spa treatments." Akira however noted. "Alright, if everyone's now naked and has robes on, let's go." He then casually added before going on ahead, exiting the men's changing rooms with the painter and the delinquent in tow.

The male group and female group were now finished stripping them off and proceeded to exit their changing rooms with only robes on.


In a somewhat surprising way, both groups exited their respective changing rooms almost at the same time. By chance, both groups noticed the other.

The male Thieves group and the female Thieves group simply looked at each other, all of them wearing nothing but robes to cover themselves up.

"..." The boys looked ahead, not quite looking at the girls but not quite looking past them.

"..." The girls, meanwhile, averted their gazes attempting to look anywhere but downwards.

"Uh...hey guys...ehe..." The dyed blond nervously got out with a slight chuckle along a slight blush.

"Hey, Ryuji." Homura simply sighed out with a deadpan along with her hands on her hips.

"E-Everyone..." Asuka mumbled in slight nervousness.

"This is... somehow unprecedented." Yusuke only stated.

"You think, Yusuke?" Miyabi sighed out. "Come on, we've had conversations like these and in less clothing. For the love of God, stop thinking with your genitals!" She then called out.

However, none of the Thieves listened to her as they were all staring at the various bulges in their robes.

Akira couldn't help but notice some of the girls showing their bare cleavages despite being covered, especially the well-developed ones. He had to admit, they were just as sexy and erotic as Haruka's

"I saw your eyes, Akira." Miyabi sighed out. "Don't get used to it." She then advised.

"I know. I'm a young male and I still have my sexual urges." Akira bluntly stated with a sigh as well.

Most of the girls simply stared at his sudden bluntness.

"Best you keep them in check, Akira." Homura suddenly advised as well. "You too, Ryuji, Yusuke." She then added.

"Indeed." Yumi responded with a nod of agreement.

"Oh, uh...yeah." Ryuji nervously replied, scratching the back of his head.

"I rarely feel anything of the sort ever since Yumi-senpai and I joined the group." Yusuke casually answered. "I suppose it doesn't really matter to me anymore." He then added.

"Still, you have to behave, Yusuke." Yumi soon stated. "Moreso here since we are in a place of public business." She then reminded.

"I will, Yumi-senpai." Yusuke simply replied with a short bow.

"Actually, I think Futaba is the one more likely to behave." Homura however stated.

"Hey!" Futaba called out in an indignant manner before realizing. "Ah, I can't disagree with that." She soon relented with a sigh.

"Make sure, or there will be Fists of Justice for the three of you." Makoto meanwhile casually warned the boys with crossed arms in front of her.

"Yes, Queen!" Ryuji immediately yelped out while standing at attention.

"You act as though we are not aware that at least five of you girls can't kill us without exaggeration." Yusuke however pointed out. "The fear of that knowledge should be enough." He then stated.

"Didn't stop you from acting like perverts, though." Ann reminded with a glare.

"Perversion and lust isn't limited to men, remember?" Yusuke countered matter-of-factly.

"Cough. Cheese grater abs. Cough." Akira...well, he didn't even bother with fake coughing. He just went for it.

Makoto went still as she closed her eyes as she heard that...only to sigh afterwards. "...A moment of weakness..." She simply replied with a sigh.

Akira also sighed as he heard that. "I'm just gonna say this right now though. Everything that happens to us revolves around boobs and nude bodies of men and women." Akira outright stated with a sigh.

"..." There was an air of silence in the room for a moment.

"I hate that you're right about that, Akira." Makoto simply responded in reluctant agreement...despite taking a glance at the Leader's muscular body. "...Yummy~" She thought to herself in a satisfied manner.

Ann couldn't help but gaze at the boys' bare upper bodies before glancing at the tan skinned girl. "...I'll admit Homura, you've been training them well." She quietly got out.

Homura simply giggled. "Thank you. It was definitely worth it." She then whispered back.

"I help too." Miyabi spoke up.

"With your glorified cage matches?" Ann deadpanned.

"Sparring sessions." Miyabi insisted.

Meanwhile, Haru couldn't help but glance at the boys as well in awe. They were rather well fit and in better shape than her prick fiancée. Even though she had not seen much skin, she could assume how dumpy Sugimura's body was in reality.

And wow, Akira was taking care of himself rather well. His smooth skin, his stylishly unkempt hair...his nicely toned and yummy muscles...his long legs...his potentially packed pe-

"Is something wrong, Haru-chan?" Asuka meanwhile asked.

"Oh, nothing." Haru responded, though had a blushing face. "Just...eager to get to those treatments later." She then added in an awkward manner.

Futaba meanwhile gave a small giggle before grabbing the robe covering her naked body. "Just a sneak peek for you guys." She teasingly started.

"Don't you even try anything." Miyabi bluntly warned.

In turn, the orangette pouted. "Jeez, I was just trying to tease them a bit, Big Sis." Futaba grumbled in disappointment.

"If you're only going to show your naked body to them, I'm gonna have to stop you, young lady." Miyabi however stated.

"That's exactly what I'm going to do." Futaba revealed, causing the others' eyes to widen. "Just show my naked body to them for a bit before I cover myself back up since we're going to go to our respective areas." She then added with a grin.

"..." The whole group in response just looked at the orangette gremlin in disbelief.

"What?" Futaba innocently asked, despite her teasing grin.

"Nothing, Futaba." Akira sighed out. "Just...get it over with. Show it to us if you want..." He then added almost exasperatingly, causing the others to look at him.

"Akira! Don't encourage her!" Miyabi exclaimed in disapproval.

"Well, can you convince her to stop then?" Akira asked in a deadpan tone.

"You know I've been doing that every single day, Akira." Miyabi simply responded with a sigh. "And telling her father every time she does these kinds of things." She then added, causing the orangette to wince.

"Um...how did Sojiro react?" Futaba had to ask, sounding nervous.

"The two of us will be having a long lecture later tonight young lady." Miyabi responded in a vague manner.

"...How many long lectures are there now?" Akira had to ask in a curious manner.

"This one will be number sixty-nine." Miyabi sighed out.

"...Seriously?" Akira got out. "And Futaba managed to survive?" He then asked.

"Don't worry, Akira. I can handle as many lectures as I want for as long as I live. I don't mind reaching a thousand or a million or just to reign this little gremlin in." Miyabi reassured.

Futaba simply stared at the white-haired woman in disbelief at that declaration. "Big Sis, seriously?" She responded.

"As I promised Isshiki-san, young lady." Miyabi responded.

Futaba somehow pouted a bit by that, though felt a bit softened inside when the white haired woman mentioned her mother. "L-Low blow, Big Sis..." She mumbled.

"Deal with it, okay?" Miyabi only replied to it while placing a hand on the hacker's head.

The pout meanwhile faded from the orangette's face as she looked at the white haired woman. "Just let me do this at least, please, Big Sis?" Futaba sighed as she begged.

"You're seriously gonna show your naked body to the boys, Futaba?" Miyabi asked with furrowed brows.

"We've already seen each other naked a lot of times at Palaces especially Okumura's, Big Sis." Futaba however reminded. "How's this any different?" She then asked.

"Because this is the real world and we are at a public place." Miyabi bluntly countered.

To that, the orangette sighed. "I know, I get it, but no one's around here but us." Futaba responded while looking around. "Of course I'm not gonna straight up do that stuff when there are random people around." She then added.

"Uh-huh." Miyabi deadpanned with crossed arms under her breasts. "And how long until you do want to in the future just to impress Katsuragi?" She then asked.

"Maybe for as long as I live, and no other random idiot knows about my secret behavior." Futaba casually replied. "Katsu-nee's my new best friend so I have to make a good impression in front of her, you know." She then added in a relaxed manner.

"And you also want to grope boobs just like her?" Makoto deadpanned in disapproval.

"Honestly, I want to." Futaba casually admitted. "Katsu-nee told me that touching is not a form of affection." She then recited.

"...She said that to you?" Asuka asked. "Katsu-nee actually said that?" She then added.

Futaba in response nodded. "Uh-huh. She said that skinship is to strengthen our bond as friends." She recited without skipping a beat.

The group could only look at the youngest member of the group in disbelief and ever growing concern.

"Are you secretly an exhibitionist, Futaba?" Homura soon accused in a deadpan tone.

"Maybe. But at least I'm keeping it a secret from random people around." Futaba responded. "Being naked feels good, actually. You should try it." She then suggested.

"We're good, Futaba." Ann deadpanned, replying almost immediately.

"So can I?" Futaba soon asked.

"Normally, Yozakura-chan would scold you for that, Futaba-san." Yumi stated with a sigh, her arms hugging herself.

"Your friend's not here." Futaba however stated with shrugged shoulders. "We'll meet with your friends soon enough, Yumi. Don't worry." She then assured her, earning a sigh from the gray-haired Kosei student

"...Ugh...just get it over with so we can enjoy the spa treatment..." Miyabi groaned in defeat. "I'll inform Boss later..." She thought to herself.

"Good. Ta-da!" Futaba stated and then declared, opening up her robe to show her nude female body to basically everyone.

Unlike the other girls, the orangette was simply having a slightly petite figure. Her sensitive parts were exposed such as her breasts, nipples and crotch.

Futaba was no longer the shy shut-in...she was now fearless.

"...I think her Awakening did more to Futaba-chan than expected..." Ann muttered, the other girls save for the fluffy haired girl nodded in agreement.

"Huh? What do you mean by that, Ann?" Haru however asked in a curious manner, though was still a bit surprised by what the orangette did.

"Maybe she became more open to her thoughts and feelings in a way." The ash blonde replied.

Miyabi simply sighed at this thing before running a free hand through her white hair. "Oh my god..." She then breathed out in exasperation.

"Okay, seven seconds are up." Futaba suddenly stated as she covered her nude body up once again. "Come on, let's go treat ourselves to some deserved pampering." She then added.

"...Wow, seven seconds it was." Akira simply got out.

"Like I said, I'm only showing off my naked body to our boys just for fun, and that's it. Now come on." Futaba replied and got out in an antsy manner.

"Um, are we gonna be here for a short time, Haru-chan?" Asuka meanwhile asked in a curious manner.

"Oh, we're going to be here all night, and we have the entire night to ourselves, everyone." Haru responded, getting everyone's attention. "I hope you told your parents or guardians about our time here at The White Relief since I already informed my father's staff about it." She then added.

"Futaba and I told Sojiro we're gonna be here for a long while before we came here, so we're good." Akira revealed.

"I told my caretaker I'll be for a long night with my friends at a spa." Ann responded.

"Texted Sis about the night-out, and somehow, she's good about it." Makoto revealed.

"Texted my mom while in the changing room." Ryuji responded.

"I managed to get permission from the head of the male dormitory that I could stay out late, but I must get to school early." Yusuke informed.

"And...the rest of us don't need permission." Homura spoke up. "Only the fear of being late tomorrow will stop us." She then added.

"Hai..." Asuka got out in agreement.

"In any case, see you boys later." Homura stated as she waved.

"You too." Akira replied back to the girls. "We'll meet up after the treatment. Have fun, everyone." He then added, getting nods in response from the girls.

And they went their separate ways for now to get their own treatments at the spa.


(Pet Grooming Section)

As for the not cat, however, he was currently being brought by a staff member of the place.

"Ugh, can't believe I'm getting one too..." Morgana grumbled while being carried by an employee. Akira had handed him off to her earlier, and he somewhat shared the boy's paranoia.

I mean, this was the perfect place for shady shit to happen! This could be a brothel, or a cat murder factory, a super duper drug lab, or even...committing tax fraud.

Actually, that last one, he could probably let that slide. Fuck those corrupt bastards.

"Okay, here we are, Morgana-san. Just stay put while I go get my tools." The lady (who could totally be cooking him up in her mind) requested.

To that, Morgana willingly behaved for now.

"Alright, now let's get a good look at you." The lady stated, setting the faux feline down on the table before beginning to examine him.

"Hmph! I'll let you study my magnificent self-grooming. I bet I don't even need- hey, what are you doing!?"

"Hm...no signs of being spayed and neutered." The groomer noted. "Or...anything for that matter. Is it sheathed or...? Ah, here it is." She then got out.

"Eeep!" Morgana squeaked. Wow, that was a different feeling!

"Ah, as long as it won't get nicked, it'll be fine." The groomer soon decided. "Wow, you're so well-kept, Morgana-san! You must have a good owner." She soon complimented in a positive manner. "Though your fur is a little long and your claws could use a little trimming..." She then informed.

"My claws could use a little sharpening..." Morgana muttered, lucky that all the people around him heard meowing. After all, at any second now, he might need to use them to gouge some eyes out.

"Alright, let's get to work." The groomer soon started as she grabbed her scissors and brush.

"MROW!" Morgana screamed as he jumped off the table. "Those scissors are way too big!" He then exclaimed.

He didn't want to be alone with this lady! She could be dangerous, she could kill him, she could anything to him and no one would know and oh God, he could feel his bones shatter as Sugimura punted him into that concrete wall-

"Whoa, whoa there, Morgana-san!" The groomer yelped.

"I-I need to find Joker! M-MEOW, MEOW!" Morgana exclaimed before he began crying out for his friends.

"Hey, hey, hey..." The groomer soon got out in a comforting tone as she brushed the not cat's fur, causing him to quiet down. "You're safe here. I'm not going to hurt you. Everything is okay." She then reassured in a soothing manner.

Morgana whimpered a little before letting out a breath, letting the feeling of the brush strokes calm him down.

"Meoooooow~!" Morgana soon meowed out in a pleased manner.

"There we go, that's what I like hearing. The sounds of a satisfied cat."

Soon enough, the not cat was purring in satisfaction. He could get used to this.


(Men's Massage Section)

The boys soon headed out of their locker room and walked over to their first treatment of the day.

"Hey, how have your classes been?" Akira couldn't help but ask the dyed blond.

"Prolly the same as yours." Ryuji responded with a shrug.

"Let me guess." Yusuke spoke up. "The Phantom Thieves." He answered.

"Not today." Akira sighed as he shook his head while placing a hand on the artist's shoulder. "Today was Bootyland." He then corrected.

"Oh right!" Ryuji got out in realization. "I gotta get tickets!" He soon remembered.

The two boys stared at the dyed blond. "...Seriously?" The Leader deadpanned.

"What? Katsu-chan would probably love to visit there and I totally wanna hang out with her there." Ryuji pointed out. "...Not sure about Hyōki though. Maybe there's a booty-themed restaurant in there." He soon thought to himself.

"...Yeah, that sounds like the perfect place she would love to visit." Akira soon agreed. "It might be too late though. Scalpers have probably already bought most of the opening day tickets." He then pointed out with a frown.

The dyed blond scowled at that before his eyes widened. "...Can we-" Ryuji began.

"No." Akira bluntly interrupted. "Tempting but no. Scalpers may be the scum of the earth, but they aren't worth a change of heart...unless there's a request on the Phan-site, then let's go nuts." He then added.

Ryuji nodded to that. "Welp, I know who I'm talkin' to tomorrow." He soon decided.

"Good luck. You'll need it." Akira responded.

The entrance curtains suddenly parted and three slim female staff members in white spa uniforms entered the massage room. One with pitch black hair, one with golden hair, and one with dark blue.

"Hello." The masseuse with black hair greeted as they all bowed. "We'll be the ones who will cater for your spa treatment." She soon informed.

Akira simply stared in slight disbelief for a second at the three. "Excuse me, but, are you the one who will be massaging us?" He soon asked.

"Yes we are, sir." the blue haired woman soon answered, looking a little confused.

"Uh...huh?" Ryuji awkwardly responded. "They'll be...massaging us?" He got out.

"That is what they just said." Yusuke muttered, observing the three female staff members.

"We are the ones assigned to cater your spa experience." The blonde woman got out with a frown. "You all look so surprised." She soon noted.

"Well...don't they usually have male masseuses for male customers?" Akira had to ask.

"Should our gender matter in terms of your relaxation?" The black haired woman pointed out as all the women frowned.

"It's not about your skills or anything like that!" Ryuji responded as the others nodded in agreement. "It's just, uhh..." He then started, but then trailed off in an awkward and hesitant manner.

"This is a high class establishment. If you're thinking something funny may happen here, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The blonde masseuse casually stated and informed in a professional tone.

The three men simply went silent for a moment. After a while, Akira went in front a bit and decided to bow in apology. "Apologies. We are still getting used to this kind of experience." He soon got out.

"We understand. Not every day do we have such young people here." The blue haired woman assured with a decent smile on her face. "It's always just old men and gossiping wives. It's nice to put our skills to better use, especially young folks like you." She then revealed and confessed.

"Well, I don't know what you'll get out of us other than smoother skin and less to talk about." Yusuke remarked.

"If you may, please take off your robes and give it to us so we can keep them aside for now." The black-haired female staff member suddenly requested them.

The three guys pondered at that for a while. After that, Akira reluctantly took off his robe just as he covered his crotch with a free hand before holding out his robe to the three female staff members.

In response, the black-haired masseuse approached and took the robe before bowing and proceeding to fold the robe and set it aside in a nearby table.

Ryuji and Yusuke noticed this as well before looking at each other for a moment before shrugging and following their Leader.

"Thank you." The blonde masseuse got out in a grateful manner.

"Why are you...not surprised to see our naked bodies, ma'am?" Akira had to ask in a hesitant manner.

"We're trained professionals with several years of experience. The human body shouldn't be all that much of a bother, especially when those bodies belong to underage teenagers." The blue haired masseuse informed. "However, if you wish, we can go get a man to do your session." She then offered.

"N-No, no. I'm fine with it." Akira waved off before looking back at his friends. "You guys are too, right?" He then asked.

"Yep." Ryuji nodded.

"Y-Yes." Yusuke responded, although making sure to avert his gaze and hide his privates.

"Good." The blue-haired woman responded with a nod. "Although, I'm surprised. I didn't think you'd all be so comfortable." She then confessed.

This confused the boys. "What do you mean? Aren't we supposed to get naked?" Ryuji asked.

"No." The blonde haired woman responded with a small frown. "We care about the comfort of our customers, so it's not required for you to take off all your clothes. You could have kept your underwear on if you wished, or did you miss such instruction at the front desk?" She then revealed and questioned.

"...It was stated there?" Ryuji only had to say.

"Oh, no need to bother about it." The black haired employee responded. "People always miss that part at the front desk. Even though you can proceed with underwear, our manager highly recommends being in the nude." She then added.

"Do you want to go back and get your underwear, though?" The blonde masseur then asked.

"No thanks." Akira replied, almost immediately. "We decided that we'll be naked for this treatment." He then added.

"Gladly."The raven haired woman replied. "Oh, and no need to cover your private parts up. The staff here, both male and female, have seen different body types in terms of nudity, so you can say we have experience in this sort of endeavor." She then added.

"Alright then..." Akira responded. "So uh...you have names?" He soon asked.

"Ah, I forgot again!" The black haired woman exclaimed as she slapped her forehead. "I'm Ren."

"My name is Ryoko." The blonde spoke up.

"And I am Yusaku." The blue haired woman finished the introductions.

"Nice to meet you." The Leader got out. "I'm Akira." He then greeted with a formal bow, despite being nude.

"Ryuji." The dyed blonde then greeted with a formal bow as well.

"Yusuke." The painter then greeted with a formal bow like his usual.

"Such polite boys~!" Ryoko squealed while covering her mouth.

"Calm down, Ryoko-chan." Ren giggled.

Ryoko cleared her throat in response. "Apologies. Got a bit excited there."

"Anyway, please choose your masseur to be with you for the massage treatment."

Akira, Ryuji, and Yusuke acknowledged that statement before looking over the female staff.

"I'll go with Ren-san." Akira decided almost automatically. He didn't know why, but he just chose her.

"Uh..." Ryuji however got out as he tried to choose between the other two ladies.

"I will choose you, Yusaku-san." Yusuke meanwhile stated.

"Oh, uh...I guess I'll go with Ryoko-san, then." Ryuji eventually answered to himself.

"If everyone is now ready, please follow your chosen staff member to your respective massage quarters." Yusaku soon instructed.

"Okay." Akira responded with a nod. "See you guys later then." He then added.

"Right. Later, Leader." Ryuji replied as he and Yusuke left with their respective masseuses.

"Leader?" Ren repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"It's just a thing." Akira quickly replied casually before he followed his masseuse as well.


Akira and his masseuse soon arrived at his massage. It was quite plain with white walls and a massage table, but considering this was his first time, he couldn't really comment on it."

"Alright, sir. Please lie down on the table for a moment." Ren soon instructed as she patted on the table. "I will go get the things I need to make sure your massage is as magical as...magic." She then added, wincing at her terrible wording. "Way to go, Ren. You'll definitely become the novelist you've always dreamed of being. She soon grumbled her breath.

"Sure." Akira simply responded.

Ren began taking a basket and placed the necessary massage items such as oils, creams, and such before kneading her fingers into the boy's back.

"Mmmmm..." Akira hummed in bliss as he was being massaged on the back by the female masseur.

"Is this massage to your liking, sir?" Ren soon asked in a curious manner.

"Yes...mmm, thank you..." Akira moaned out his response.

"Happy to serve you." Ren replied. "If you have any requests on where you want me to massage, feel free to do so." The black haired masseur soon offered.

"...If I request you to massage...that place, will you do it?" Akira got out.

"Of course, sir." The masseur replied. "Anything for our guests." She then added. She then added.

"Okay. Maybe later." Akira stated with a nod, curious how the female masseur would massage that part. "Continue massaging my back for now." He then informed her.

"Yes, sir." The masseur responded. "Just simply relax and let the white oil and my hands do the work." She soon instructed as she continued.

"Why is everything- a-aahhhh...!" Akira soon began to ask, only to moan as everything seemed to just...loosen.

Soon, Akira's mind began to drift off, wondering how the others were doing...


"Ooooh...shit...that's good." Ryuji admitted, feeling the masseur's hands over his toned chest.

"I must say, sir, you have a very toned body." Ryoko noted in an impressed manner. "I hope you don't mind me massaging that place." The blonde masseur then got out.

"...What place?" Ryuji asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Y-You know..." Ryoko soon stammered as her blush appeared on her face.

"You gotta be a little clearer because I don't know what you're talking about." Ryuji soon stated with a frown.

"You'll see." Ryoko soon gave up as she returned to work. "You'll just have to wait." She then sighed as she began to focus on his legs.

"A-Ah!" Ryuji suddenly yelped.

"Huh? What?" Ryoko exclaimed, quickly taking her hands off the boy. "Oh, is this leg sensitive? I'll make sure to avoid it if you want." She then assumed and offered.

"A-Actually, can ya focus on that leg?" Ryuji soon requested.

"Hm? Is there a problem there?" Ryoko questioned as she studied the leg. Now that it was brought to her attention, she could see some faint scarring.

"No, well, yeah." Ryuji responded. "It broke last year thanks to Kamoshida, but it's gettin' pretty good now. I wanna get it back to the way it was. Maybe even better." He soon explained.

"Ah, I see." Ryoko responded in a sympathetic manner. "Massaging does help it get its full mobility back." She then revealed.

"Yep. Know that." Ryuji responded with a nod as he felt the masseur do their magic. "That's it..." He soon breathed in relief.


"Ahhhhh..." Yusuke got out in a relaxed manner.

"Is it to your liking sir?" Yusaku soon questioned as she continued.

"It is indeed." Yusuke confirmed with a nod. "This is all so wonderful." He then revealed.

"Thank you. Good to know my university degree is good for something." Yusaku responded with a smile before noticing something. "Hm, these knots..." She soon muttered. "Are you hunched over a lot?" She then assumed.

"Ah, quite." Yusuke responded. "I'm an artist, you see, so I spend a lot of time looking over my drawings and such." He revealed and explained.

"Oh, that is no good sir." Yusaku informed. "A hunch back is unhealthy for any form of occupation. I recommend getting some back and lumbar support for your chair to prevent something like this from happening again. You can use pillows if you have extra." She then stated and instructed.

"I'll take advice to h-h-ha! There, right there! Yes!" Yusuke started to respond, only to out a sigh of satisfaction as the massage continued.


(Men's Mud Bathhouse)

About half an hour later, the boys met back up, now back in their robes. Despite the short amount of time, they were all smiles as they talked jovially with one another.

"How did your massage go?" Yusuke soon asked.

"Really good!" Akira answered with a smile. "My thighs were aching a lot so I didn't think she would take care of it so well, but I'm feeling amazing now!" He soon revealed.

"Yeah, those thigh ones were awesome!" Ryuji got out as he pumped his fist. "Dunno why they were so weird 'bout it. Just part of my leg." He then added.

The Leader in response sweatdropped in response. "Isn't the thigh...near something?" Akira vaguely asked.

"Yeah." Ryuji nodded. "But I don't know why they're so embarrassed 'bout touchin' my calves too." He soon wondered out loud.

"Is there something concerning you, Akira?" Yusuke meanwhile asked.

"Well..." Akira began in a sheepish manner.

"Dude, they're professionals. They won't touch your junk, man." Ryuji deadpanned. "They told us that. Paranoid again?" He then reminded and soon guessed.

"...A little." Akira groaned, upset with himself.

"Dude..." The dyed blond got out in a disappointed manner.

"Hello boys." Their masseuses soon greeted, having come back from preparing their next treatment. "How did you enjoy your massage?" Ren soon asked.

"It was a great experience." Akira responded as the other boys nodded in agreement. "So, what's next?" He then asked.

Ren smiled at that. "Follow us, gentlemen." She soon instructed.

The boys nodded as they followed the women outside. "And here we are: The main reason many come here." Ryoko declared in a dramatic manner as she made the reveal.

The boys blinked at the giant white mud bath as they saw waves of heat emitting from it. It looked...smooth.

"May we now present you our signature white mud bath." Ren informed as she introduced the large bath, but instead of hot water, it was just as the masseur said, which is white mud as it radiated heat.

"Um, why is it white?" Ryuji had to ask, noticing the mud bath.

"It's a secret ingredient added to the mud to make it that helps relieve stress, joint pain, rheumatoid arthritis and certain skin ailments." Yusaku revealed. "I assure you that it is safe, non-toxic, all-natural, and not what you're thinking." She then reassured.

"...Do you have to mention that all the time?" Akira questioned.

"Yes. It's like an automatic response at this point that will never go away." Ryoko answered, still with the same polite smile on her face, though to the boys it looked significantly more strained.

"Uh...okay." Ryuji awkwardly responded.

"One rule to follow is that no bringing of your towel robe inside. You can, however, place them on your head, but do not stain them with the mud." Yusaku soon informed. "I would prefer dipping in the nude without bringing your robe along with you. They are tough to clean with mud on them." She then advised.

"You didn't really have to tell us that." Akira pointed out as he began taking his robes off. "...Speaking from past experiences?" He then assumed.

"Many." The trio of masseuses responded at the same time.

"So, are you ladies going to leave us alone or...?" Akira began to ask.

"No, we'll be waiting here with you at the walls." Ryoko responded, unphased by the sight. "If you need us, don't be afraid to call out to us." She then informed.

"...Um, of course." Akira awkwardly responded. "Who is their manager exactly?" He then thought in his head in a curious manner.

"Uh...I guess we just go in?" Ryuji guessed.

"So it would seem." Yusuke responded.

"Guess I'll go first." Akira shrugged before dipping down into the white mud. "Whoa! That's not what I was expecting." He soon got out in awe.

"Is it good?" Ryuji asked in a curious manner.

"Try it yourself." Akira simply responded.

Ryuji and Yusuke looked at each other before shrugging and taking a dip themselves.

"So...we just sit here and let the mud do the work." Akira assumed.

"Indeed." Yusuke responded as he shifted his position. He had to admit, it felt really weird but it didn't make him want to leave.

"...Anyone got any good stories?" Ryuji soon asked.

"Well, I do have one. It started in our dorm and..." Yusuke began as the boy began to talk amongst themselves once again.


(Women's Massage Section)

Meanwhile at the same time with the girls of the group, they had entered their designated spa room and noticed small quarters with their own massage beds and shelves filled with spa items and towels. On the far corner of the room was a curtain-covered doorway that led to somewhere else, in which they will all find out soon after.

"Are we having a body massage first?" Ann asked.

"It would seem so." Yumi replied, gazing at the individual rooms with massage beds.

"They are taking their sweet-ass time." Miyabi muttered while checking her imaginary watch. "We've been standing around talking for at least an hour now." She then added.

"Maybe they're busy with other clients." Makoto guessed.

"Well, it's not nice for a service to take this long to get to us." Asuka pouted.

"Everyone, please be patient." Haru soon requested. "I assure you the experience is worth it." She then added.

"It better. I-I'm think I'm starting to suffer some sort of withdrawal." Futaba admitted before beginning to curl up on the floor. "N-No...away...from...technology...for too long..." She got out in a dramatic manner.

"What are you? A..." Homura began before trailing off.

"...A what?" Haru soon got out.

"I don't know, I can't think of any of it right now." Homura soon admitted with a blush.

"She's just being over-dramatic." Miyabi deadpanned. "Or bored." She then added.

"It's both, Big Sis!" Futaba called out.

At that moment, the entrance curtains suddenly parted and this time, eight male staff members in white entered the massage room

"Hello." One of the male employees greeted. "We'll be the ones who will cater for your spa treatment." He then added, before all of them bowing in respect.

"Great. Thank you." Haru happily replied with a smile.

"Wait...what?" Ann only got out as she noticed the staff who would cater to them being male.

"Are they...the ones who are going to cater to our treatment?" Makoto slowly assumed in disbelief.

"Huh? The hell!?" Homura got out in disbelief.

"EEEEHHH!?" Asuka freaked out in shock.

"This is ridiculous..." Yumi mumbled in an uneasy tone.

Miyabi began to glare at the male staff in annoyance. "What are you playing at here, you disgusting pricks?" She soon asked while keeping the orangette close.

"Big Sis..." Futaba only mumbled, feeling the sudden closeness.

"Before you ladies begin to take your anger on us, please give us the chance to explain." One male staff member began to assure the girls.

"...What is it?" Yumi soon responded, her eyes still glaring at them.

"Our manager extensively trained our male staff through a very extensive psychological screening process in order to resist sexual urges and temptations for the sake of our female guests who will be naked for certain spa treatments." One male staff member explained, not even phased by the reactions. "Please understand this particular endeavor." He then requested with a slight bow.

The girls simply stared at the male staff, though still feeling suspicious about them.

"Of course, we do cater both male and female guests who apply for the exclusive and expensive promos our spa has to offer, just like yours." Another male staff member started explaining. "It is just our female guests that we tend to provide explanations about this."

"And you guys are assigned to ours?" Makoto then assumed.

"Yes, that is correct." The head masseur responded. "And as you can already know, we also have some female staff here getting assigned at random as well." He then revealed.

"You know, it's actually kind of hurtful that you're all so skeptical." One of the other massuses remarked. "We're trained professionals with years of experience under our belts. This isn't the first time we'll see someone naked, and certainly not the last." He then stated.

"Urk!" The white haired woman winced. "I-I'm so sorry to offend you." Miyabi awkwardly apologized.

"In any case, to ensure perfect privacy for our most important guests with high quality treatments such as the one you and your fellow associates applied for, the walls inside this particular spa area are entirely soundproof." The staff member revealed.

"...Soundproof?" Makoto repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"Of course." The staff member replied. "Our manager suggested it for our establishment for the sake of the guests' enjoyment for their treatment." He then simply explained.

"And to hide the screams of their murder victims..." Miyabi quietly whispered.

"Really? Is Akira's paranoia today rubbing off on you too?" Ann quietly got out with a frown.

"My natural state always includes a little bit of paranoia. Sue me, Takamaki." The white haired woman countered.

"Now then, please give us your robes so we can begin." The male staff member requested.

That caused the girls to flinch. "Wait, now? In the middle of the room with everyone here?" Miyabi questioned with narrowed eyes. "Shouldn't we go to our rooms first before letting ourselves naked?" She soon pointed out.

"Just for the guests' privacy, there's no ulterior motives, miss. It's part of the procedure being practiced by our manager. We simply ask for our guests to disrobe here in this room to their most comfortable standard."

"Well, it's not exactly private when you guys are here to stare at us." The white haired woman grumbled.

"I understand your concern of being naked in front of the masseurs here, but I assure you that you are safe here and that no harm will be done to you." The male masseur responded. "Like I mentioned before, we went through a very extensive psychological screening process after all. There is very little chance anyone here will do anything you're not comfortable with." He then explained.

"Miya-chan, please..." Haru got out with a frown.

"...Fine. It's not like they can do anything leading to getting a punch to the head..." Miyabi soon grumbled as she took off her robe and finally revealed her nude body.

Most of the girls meanwhile were still a bit nervous, gripping their robes and afraid of showing their naked bodies to some random men, despite being staff of the spa.

Futaba however removed her robes that showed her naked body as well with ease, prompting two masseurs to approach the white-haired woman and the hacker and hold out their hands in a receiving kind of way. The two then knew the gesture was and decided to give the towel to them.

The male staff received the robes and bowed to the orangette and the white-haired woman before leaving while folding the robe neatly. He then set it down to a nearby table and went back in line with the rest of his male co-staff.

The other girls, with their robes still on, saw what happened before looking at each other. Eventually, they all nodded and did the same, though some girls still instinctively covered their sensitive parts with their arms and hands after taking off their robes.

This prompted the other male staff to approach them and take the robes before bowing and stacking them neatly onto the pile at the nearby table.

"Thank you. Now each of you follow one of us to your individual massage quarters." The head of the group soon instructed.

Again, despite being hesitant, the girls did as instructed as they entered their rooms.


"So...we lay down here?" Asuka asked as she laid herself down on the mat.

"Of course. Please make yourselves comfortable while we prepare the massaging oils and creams." The masseur responded and instructed.

Nodding to that, Asuka relaxed herself as she took in a deep breath, waiting for the man to get his stuff ready. However, not liking the quiet, she decided to make some small talk. "I've done a few massages myself." The Vice Leader soon suddenly admitted.

"Really now?" The masseur responded in a curious manner, putting the necessary massage items in the basket.

"Hai." Asuka responded with a nod. "I was told I was really good by my friends! I even have this really fancy massage oil." She soon recalled. "It's really expensive though." She then added.

"Well, I can't help you with getting a discount, but I can give you a few pointers if you want." The masseur offered.

"Eh? Are you sure?" Asuka got out in a surprised manner. "Why offer me that?" She soon asked.

"Well, it is never a bad idea to inspire the next generation of people willing to massage others." The masseur responded and pointed out.

"...Okay." Asuka eventually responded as she laid herself down.

"Alright, just close your eyes and feel my hands, okay?" The male masseur instructed as he began taking a white bottle and popped it open, pouring what seemed to be a white, viscous liquid onto his palm.

And then...he started applying pressure onto the brunette kunoichi's bare back.

"Aaaaah~" Asuka sighed out as the massage began.


"Oh...oh...ooooooh~!" Homura moaned in satisfaction, gripping the mat she was on.

"I take that you like the feeling, miss?" Her male masseur asked, rubbing and sliding his oil-covered hands on the tan-skinned girl's back waist.

"H-Hai~" Homura struggled out, her voice an octave higher. "You can go and do every part of my naked body if you need to~" She then informed.

"As you wish." Her male masseur responded with a bow before resuming.


"Aaaaaaah~" Ann sighed out in a relaxed manner.

"Is this to your liking, miss?" The male masseur asked while continuing to massage the ash blonde's back as well as backside and legs.

"Mmm, yes...thank you~"

"If you have any requests on where you want me to massage, feel free to do so." The masseur informed while doing his professional work.

"Mmm...can you do my front as well, including my breasts and other parts~?" Ann dreamily requested, feeling total bliss from the massage.

"Of course, miss." The masseur responded as he continued.


"Mmmm~" Yumi moaned.

"Is it to your satisfaction, miss?" The masseur questioned.

"Hai~" Yumi responded in a dazed manner. "Please continue~ Proceed to every part of my body if you may~" She then requested.

"I understand." The masseur replied, doing his job.


"Oh, oh yeah...that's it, mmmh...~" Makoto moaned in satisfaction.

The male masseur simply continued his work of massaging and applying pressure to the short-haired brunette's back and then her backside with their personal white-colored massage oils.

"C-Can you...go for my breasts, please sir~?" Makoto meanwhile requested, her voice similar to the others while in a dazed manner.

"Of course." The masseur responded. "My fellow staff won't do anything improper without your consent." He then informed.

"Thank you...~" Makoto breathed out as she slowly flipped herself over. "Take care of them gently...~" She mumbled, baring her oily breasts.

The male masseur simply bowed a bit before getting more white-colored oil from the bottle.


"Oooooh yes, that's the stuff~" Miyabi sighed in satisfaction, feeling the male masseur's oily hands kneading across her nude body.

"You have a lot of knots, miss." The masseur noted in concern, feeling them on her back.

"Well I indeed have been through a lot as of late~" Miyabi responded.

"Do you want me to proceed to your front, miss?" The masseur soon offered.

"Yes please~" Miyabi responded in a dazed manner before flipping herself around. "Go for my breasts as well as everywhere else on my body~" She then dreamily requested as she slowly ran her hands across her naked body.

"Of course." The male masseur casually replied with a bow.


"Ngh, gimme more~" Futaba moaned out, feeling her breasts being massaged by her male masseur while in a supine position. "If you were Katsu-nee... oooh...it would be one of the best...~" She then added.

"Hm? Who's Katsu-nee?" Her male masseur suddenly asked, hearing the name.

"Nothing...~" Futaba sighed out. "Do my entire naked body this time~ Massage every nook and cranny, if you please~" She soon requested...before raising her leg up.

"Of course." The masseur casually replied with a nod before continuing his everyday work.


"Oh, this is nice...~" Haru confessed in a delighted manner.

"Thank you miss." The male masseur responded as he massaged the heiress's backside.

"Can you... massage my breasts as well as my entire body?" Haru dreamily requested all of a sudden.

"Of course." The masseur responded. "Please flip over if you may." He then instructed.

Haru nodded in response as she did what she was told.


About an hour later, the girls eventually came out of their massage quarters, still naked. And of course, their respective male masseurs exited in tow as well before going to retrieve the girls' robes.

"Did everyone enjoy their massage?" The head masseur questioned.

"Hai~" The girls sighed out in satisfied manners as the male staff were given their robes. "They were indeed splendid~" They then added in polite manners.

"Thank you for your precious feedback." A male masseur stated with a bow.

"How did it feel, ladies~?" Haru began asking her fellow friends.

"That was the greatest massage ever~" Homura dreamily replied. "I like how he rubbed my breasts and nipples properly.~"

"I know, right~?" Miyabi replied. "And the way my masseuse rubbed my ass to perfection was great, too~" She then added in a delighted manner.

"It was fantastic~" Futaba stated dreamily. "My breasts, waist, hips and ass feel so good~" She then revealed.

"My back suddenly feels so wonderful~" Makoto giggled.

"Me too~" Yumi soon admitted. "It's like I've been feeling a numb pain all my life and now it's all gone~" She then revealed.

"If only there were chocolate bananas to eat...~" Ann breathed out with a hand on her cheek.

"Okay, ladies. Please follow me." The head staff member instructed.

As such, the girls nodded and followed behind in an elegant and well-mannered way.


(Women's Mud Baths)

The male staff member grimaced as they watched the girls stumble around, bumping into walls and furniture as they all followed them to the baths. It was very worrying.

"Are these girls really okay?" One of them whispered to his buddy.

"Don't question it..." His friend replied just as they arrived.

"Here we have one of our signature white mud baths." One of the male staff members introduced. It looked exactly like the men's baths except...mirrored.

"White mud~?" The girls all repeated in curious manners.

"Is it full of-" Futaba began to ask, however...

"It's phosphorus! It's white phosphorus!" One of the other staff members suddenly snapped. "It's good for the skin!" He then added in an overly aggressive manner.

"Dude!" His co-workers exclaimed.

"I'm sorry! But I can't take it anymore with people assuming that is in the white mud baths! No living animal can even generate so much-" The traitor began to rant, only to remember that there were ladies staring at him. "...Please don't tell anyone." He soon pleaded, only to notice that the girls were in their own little world.

"Hehehehe...I wish the boys were here~" Asuka giggled uncontrollably.

"Yes~! They would enjoy the pain we could inflict on them~!" Makoto agreed with a bright smile as the girls giggled in response.

"...These girls are different." The head of the staff members group muttered under his breath.

"Yeah..." His second-in-command droned out. "They probably really enjoyed the massages." He soon assumed.

"Most people don't act like they're elegantly drunk though. Lose feeling to their legs, maybe, but not this." The traitor pointed out. "...Guess they were really stressed." He then muttered.

"Hey, we aren't here to theorize, we're here to take care of these guests." One of the others reminded, before they all heard the girls giggling as they watched the fluffy haired one mime...oh dear God, was she an MMA fighter? "These...oddly sadistic girls being our guests..." He then weakly added.

"Their significant others must be strong and resilient men." Another of the male staff members assumed, shaking their head as they silently prayed for whoever was dating them (or, in a more suicidal timeline, the only person dating them).

"Ahem!" The head of the staff soon cleared his throat to get the ladies' attention. "Alright, make sure to remove your robes before getting into the bath, okay. If you need us, we'll just be outside." He then instructed and informed.

"Hai~" The girls all responded at the same time right before starting to take off their robes.

"Alright, don't stay in for too long." The head staff member advised as he and the others left the room.

BOING!

"Okay, seriously, why do their boobs sound like bouncing balls? Boobs don't sound like that!" One of the other staff members questioned in confusion.

"Dude, hurry and leave already!" His friend got out as he pushed him out of the bath house.

The girls meanwhile looked at one another before looking back at the mud bath in curious manner.

"So, shall we go in~?" Asuka eventually asked.

"Already in it~!" Homura called out, sinking deeper into the white mud.

"Oh, Homura-chan~" The other girls meanwhile giggled out in unison as they all got into the mud as well.

"Whoa~ That phosphorus is doing wonders~" Makoto sighed.

"Silky smooth skin too~" Yumi added.

"Yes, that feels amazing~" Haru got out with a pleased smile.

"It's going into my butt crack~!" Futaba moaned.

"Aaaaaaah~ Soooooo goooooood~" The girls all soon dreamily breathed out in similar voice pitches out of dazed satisfaction, completely and utterly relaxed in the warm mud.

"This is life~" Miyabi dreamily sigh.

"Yes~" Asuka agreed while sinking deeper.

"It almost makes me forget that Haru-chan's father could be-" Ann began to admit, however...

"BE QUIET PLEASE~!" All the other girls politely screamed, scaring the ash blonde into silence.

"Aw what the hell!?" They suddenly heard someone exclaim on the other side of the wall. "Come on, I spilled my drink!" They then declared.

"You can get another apple mimosa, Ryuji. They're free." Another familiar voice assured. "And Yusuke, you were supposed to wait for us!" He soon scolded.

"Akira, you have to try this!" Yusuke soon offered.

"I already ordered my Cinderella mocktail. I wanna have it as a toast- ah, screw it." Akira responded before the girls heard sipping. "...Not bad." He soon admitted.

"Wait...is that the boys on the other side~?" Homura soon assumed.

"It sounds like it~" Yumi muttered.

"Ugh, they'll probably start talking about something dumb like boobs and girls~" Homura sighed out in disapproval.

"Speaking of such things...~" Futaba began in a sly yet elegant manner. "Come here~! Let us strengthen our bonds~!" She then declared before standing up, going towards the ash blonde and deciding to go for it.

BOING!

Soon enough, Futaba was groping the ash blonde's mud-covered, decent-sized breasts from behind her with her hands. "Oooh, so this is what groping boobs feels like...~"

"F-Futaba, n-no-oh...~" Ann began to struggle before pausing, starting to feel the hands groping on her breasts. "Oh~ That is actually really nice~" She suddenly confessed in a curious manner, almost feeling like a massage.

"See~? My training is paying off~!" Futaba happily revealed. "Though I am still not capable of growing them as of now~" She then informed.

"Thank God for that~'' Homura deadpanned.

"The gods have nothing to do with this~! Only the power of mortals can truly unleash the hopes and dreams of humanity~!" Futaba blasphemously declared.

"I believe all the boobs around her are too much of a bad influence~" Makoto got out with a shake of her head. "I really should've brought a swimsuit~" She soon lamented.

"It was a surprise though, Mako-chan~" Haru reminded.

"I know~" Makoto sighed.

"There's really no need for a swimsuit here, Mako-chan~" Haru soon stated. "Being in the nude is perfect for a place such as this since this mud is good for our skin~" She then added and reminded.

Makoto thought about it for a second. "I see your point, Haru-chan~" She admitted in agreement.

"And besides, it would make it even better~!" Futaba cheered. "Mystery and enhancement is way better than just full-on nudity~!" She then declared.

Miyabi however sighed. "Sweetie, please cease and desist this kind of discussion~" She soon requested while giving the orangette a head pat.

"You cannot stop me~ I never felt more relaxed in my life~!" Futaba declared before her eyes drifted over to the wall separating them from the men's mud bath. "...I want to see them~" She then declared as she stood up from the mud bath.

"Are you really going to peek at the boys, Futaba-chan~?" Ann simply asked with a sigh.

"Sweetie, don't do that, please~" Miyabi responded in disapproval as the orangette went over to the wall.

"Come on now~ Just one peek~!" Futaba pleaded, although she was already climbing out of the bath to climb on the wall. However, the divider was quite tall for her. "Can someone give me a boost here~?"

"Good luck with that, Futaba-chan~" Makoto only replied to her as she relaxed in the mud bath.

"Can you give me a boost, Onee-sama~?"

"No~" Miyabi simply stated. "Let us enjoy the bath and ignore whatever is happening on the other side~" She then added as she patted her mud-covered hand on the orangette's head.

"Haaaaiii~" The other girls on the mud bath replied

"Girls, imagine...~" Futaba however began, facing the other mud-covered girls. "Don't you wanna see how handsome the guys must look now after a massage~? Get used to the naked form just that little bit more~? Those yummy abs and muscles that our Leader has, Ryuji's toned and healthy form, and even Inari's lean and slim, shiny body...~" She then asked and listed off.

"...Makoto-chan, you're drooling~" Asuka noted in concern.

"I-It's the mud bath~!" Makoto squeaked as she wiped her face...and covered it in the white mud.

"Mwhehehehe, see~? I'm not the only pervert here~!" Futaba giggled out. "Come on, girls...can we embrace our secret pervertedness just this once~?" She soon tempted as she pleaded.

"We won't stoop down to the level of the boys, Futaba-san~" Makoto responded.

"They haven't done anything~" Futaba pointed out. "We won't be at their level~" She then stated.

"Yes, we'll be lower~" Homura countered.

"Exactly~" Futaba agreed with a thumbs-up. "In secret, of course~" She then added.

"Is something in the air~? In the bath~?" Ann soon questioned as she looked around the bath.

"What is it, Ann-chan~?" Haru finally asked.

"It's like we're losing ourselves here~" Ann explained with a small frown. "And has anyone noticed that we're sounding a little...weird~?" She soon pondered.

"Hm~? I don't notice anything~" Asuka got out with a shrug. "Maybe it is just paranoia from recent events~?" She then assumed.

"Hey, Futaba-chan's climbing the wall~!" Haru suddenly called out.

"Ah! Stop her~!" Yumi called out.

"Futaba-chan, do not climb on when you're covered in- WHOA~!" Makoto tried to stop her, only for the orangette to fall, causing all the other girls to get out and dive to catch her!

CRASH! SPLAT!


(Men's Mud Bathhouse)

Akira and two other guys flinched as they heard a crash and mud-covered skin hitting the stone floor on the other side of the wall.

"Huh!? What the hell!? Again!?" Ryuji exclaimed, nearly dropping his drink in the mud. However, he held it tight, only letting a little spill on his hand. No way he was losing another drink like that.

"What was that?" Yusuke questioned, blinking owlishly.

"Huh. So perversion really knows no gender." Akira simply stated before raising up his mocktail. He was not letting perverts interrupt this. "To Haru!" He announced.

"To Haru!" Ryuji and Yusuke responded as they tapped their glasses together.

Akira had to admit he had his doubts, but today turned out to be a good day.

"Ugh...~" The boys quickly ignored the muffled and pained, yet pleased moans coming from the other side as they continued their conversation.


(Hair Salon)

After what happened in the bath, the girls had to practically keep the orangette down. However, due to the lack of anything, it was decided someone had to sit on her lap and trap her.

It was...less of a punishment than they were thinking (you can thank their loopiness from the massage session), because Miyabi automatically volunteered and Futaba got to spend the next hour motorboating the white haired woman's boobs.

After a blissful while, the girls took a final shower to wash off the mud from their bodies before putting their robes back on and exited the spa room while complimenting themselves for how smooth their skin was now.

"And what have we learned young lady~?" Miyabi questioned in a lecturing manner with her hands on her hips.

"Do not attempt to peek on the boys...~" Futaba recited, almost dreamily.

"And~?" Miyabi continued.

"Motorboating funbags should only be saved for when we're alone~" Futaba concluded.

"...Close enough~" Miyabi gave up. "Just tone it down~" She then requested as she rubbed the sore spot on the orangette's head.

The orangette meanwhile winced for a moment, but then relaxed from the head rub. "...Hai, Onee-sama~" Futaba responded with a nod.

Meanwhile, the male staff members were looking on at the girls. "...This has to be the weirdest group we've ever served." One of them bluntly stated.

"Because they're so stress-" Another staff member tried to reply.

"STRESS DOESN'T DO THAT!" The traitor who busted the secret of the bath snapped before throwing up his hands. "I'm going on break!" He decided as he left.

"...Ah, we don't need you for this part." One of the male staff members shrugged. "In any case, would you ladies like some milk to drink before we proceed with your hair? We have a vending machine here to give you fresh milk. Feel free to pay." He then added.

"Hai~" The girls responded in unison.

"Splendid. Now what kind of milk would you like?" The staff member asked as the girls sat themselves down in the salon chairs.

"Well, what kind do you have~?" Asuka soon questioned in a curious manner.

"We have a regular one, a strawberry one, a chocolate one, a caramel one, a melon one, and many others." One of the staff members began listing off while other staff members prepared to do the girls hair.

"Many others~?" Ann repeated before looking over to the vending machine. "...Milkis~? What's that~?" She soon asked.

"Carbonated water...with milk." Another of the male staff members answered. "It's popular in Korea." He then added.

"One of everything please~" Futaba meanwhile requested.

"Sweetie~" Miyabi meanwhile chided in disapproval. "A caramel milk for me and Futaba please~" She soon requested.

"Chocolate for me and Sis~" Homura soon got out.

"I shall get the banana~" Yumi soon decided.

"Melon if that alright~" Makoto responded.

"Milkis for me~!" Haru called out.

"Strawberry for me~" Ann requested.

"Alright, we'll get it for you." A male staff member got out with a bow. "You can enjoy them as your hair is being done." He then added.

"Thank you~" The girls replied at the same time as the male employee went and got their drinks. Soon enough, they came back, along with some female employees as the girls were given their drinks.

"These will be the employees that will be working on your hair." The male employee explained as the female ones gave polite bows to the girls.

"Hello~" The girls greeted with a wave as they then started to drink their milk.

"My, what polite young ladies." One of the female employees noted with a smile.

"Well, we'll leave you to it." The head of the male staff members got out before leaving.

Soon enough, the girls' chairs were leaned back and soon were having their heads scrubbed after their milk was finished.

"Aaaaah, the way you're scrubbing my head feels divine~" Asuka sighed out.

"I didn't think this day couldn't get any better...~" Homura moaned, her eyelids beginning to become heavier and heavier.

"It's like relaxation on the mind itself~" Miyabi confessed in a delighted manner, her eyes also starting to become a bit heavier as well.

"A-Aaaahhhh~" Yumi breathed out, mentally tuning out everything just to enjoy the feeling to its full effect.

"Oh, to let you know, I use dye to have my orange hair~" Futaba informed. "Will that be an issue~?" She then asked.

"No, it won't be. It is a unique shade of orange after all." Her stylist assured and admitted. "Would you like it to be dyed like it is?" She then offered.

"If that is no trouble~" Futaba responded.

"Very well." The stylist replied as she began to work on the hacker's hair, the orangette soon sighing in satisfaction just like the other girls.

Miyabi's stylist soon noticed the interaction and looked at the woman's pure white hair. "Is your hair dyed as well?" She soon asked.

Miyabi opened her mouth to answer, only to pause as she actually thought about it. "...I don't know how to answer that~" She soon admitted.

"Huh? I mean, is it naturally like that?" The stylist questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"It is...difficult to explain~" Miyabi vaguely responded.

"W-Well, is there anything I should be aware of?" The stylist then asked.

"Hmm...oh~! My hair makes other girls think I look like a hunk~" Miyabi hummed out before soon revealing.

"Hm. I mean, it is pretty hunky." Her stylist remarked, before spotting the woman's eyes shrinking with a frozen smile. "...We'll get you extensions or change it for a more feminine appearance. I will make a true lady out of you yet." She soon decided.

"Thank you~" Miyabi choked out as the stylist continued, soon causing her to sigh in content once more.

Soon enough, all the girls' hair had been thoroughly cleaned and ready to be stylized as their hair (for those that needed it) were wrapped in bundles as the dryers went over them.

So all they could do for now was wait for their hair to dry.

"To let you ladies know, we also have a ladies-only boutique nearby if you wish to buy something." The staff member soon informed while the girls were having their hair done. "We sell mostly ladies-only items such as clothing and makeup and such." They then revealed.

"...A gift shop~?" Futaba got out in a delighted manner. "Who doesn't love a gift shop~? I would love one of those novelty shirts~" She then added and asked.

"No, a boutique is not a gift shop~" Makoto however stated. "It's just a small and nice clothing store that sells some stuff~" She then explained.

"Ooooh~ What do the guys get then~?" Futaba soon asked.

"How about we go and see after our hair is done~?" Ann suggested. "A good way to end our splendid spa trip~" She then added.

"...Should we even buy something for the guys in a ladies-only boutique~?" Yumi however asked, getting giggles in response from the other girls.

"What a silly idea, Yumi-chan~" Miyabi got out in amusement. "You're so silly sometimes~" She then added as she giggled some more.

"Yes, it really was silly indeed~" Yumi absentmindedly agreed.

"Wait, what are we talking about~?" Asuka spoke up. "I thought we were going to check what shop the guys go to afterwards~" She then recalled.

"...~"

"...~"

"...~"

"...To the boutique~!" Haru suddenly decided.

"The boutique~!" The others all responded in unison as their hair was dried and stylized.


(9/27, Evening)

(Outside the White Relief Spa)

After what felt like a whole day inside, the boys walked out of the spa, their skin glowing even as the night began to overtake the sky.

"That...was the badass spa treatment." Ryuji commented, sounding proud of himself.

"I never felt more relaxed in my life." Yusuke breathed out. "I felt as though I never wanted to leave." He soon admitted.

The not cat meanwhile had a satisfied expression on his face while his fur sparkled and it felt like velvet now. "Ahhhhhh..." Morgana moaned, feeling like goo in the Leader's arms.

"I feel great." Akira simply stated...with a shrug on his shoulders.

"Seriously, man!? That's all you have to say!?" The dyed blond exclaimed.

"Well, what else can I say? I feel great but tomorrow is just another day." Akira simply replied...while keeping the fact that the female masseur did something very special during his massage session. "I'm just gonna go to sleep after this." He then stated.

"That is true." Yusuke agreed. "This is merely a distraction from our current problems. All day I have not been able to keep such things as Okumura and the public's opinions out of my mind. While it was nice, it doesn't really make our situation any less more severe."

"...Damn." Ryuji sighed.

"Plus, Kawakami gives good massages too." Akira mentally added. "Still, a break is a break and we needed that. It lets us face these problems with slightly clearer minds, which might be the edge we need against our enemies." He soon stated aloud.

Morgana meanwhile just purred in satisfaction and in a dazed manner.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, boys~" A familiar feminine voice spoke up, prompting the men and the not cat to turn around...and gawk at the sight of the girls.

First was the Vice Leader, whose hair seemed fluffier now with slight drill-like curls, was wearing a fancy green and white dress with high heels and a long red scarf around her neck.

Then it was her adopted sister, whose hair appeared to be more silky smooth but also wavier than before, was now wearing a crimson and black female business suit with gold cufflinks and a silver necklace.

Soon the ash blonde model, who had her hair down, was wearing a red gala dress with long red gloves that went up past her elbows.

After that, the Kosei Student Council President, whose hair was in a small ponytail held by a blue crescent moon shaped hair clip, came out wearing a white-to-icy blue strapless dress with a short skirt and a necklace with a snowflake shaped diamond around her neck.

Eventually the Shujin Student Council President, with the lack of a hair band as her hair was actually braided to look like her French braid hair band now, came into view wearing a backless black dress that had a short skirt with white wispy lines that enhanced her figure.

Then they noticed the official adult of the group, whose hair had a smoother and less spiky and hunky appearance with a black set of wings hairpin clipped onto her hair as she was seen wearing a sleek, form fitting black dress with a white wool cardigan over it.

Next was the shortest of the group, who now had a braided ponytail held by a green ribbon, wearing a green and black gothic lolita-like dress with heeled platform boots with green laces.

And lastly, was the newest member of the group, the one that brought their spa treatment on them to begin with, wearing a pink and violet formal form fitting dress that showed off her figure with a black onyx necklace around her neck.

It actually took a few seconds for the boys to even recognize the girls.

"...Daaaaaamn..." Ryuji got out in awe.

"Why does it look like they're glowing?" Akira questioned with a raised eyebrow, though was also impressed.

"It makes me want to paint them..." Yusuke had to confess as he took out his sketchbook, already drawing them.

"They all look more beautiful than the most beautiful thing in the universe!" Morgana stated in awe with a starry look in his eyes.

The Leader meanwhile nodded in agreement to that, having to admit they looked good. "...Where did they get the new clothes?" Akira thought to himself, noticing the new, more feminine outfits they had on.

"Dude, where are their uniforms?" Ryuji eventually asked...before they then saw the bags in their hands. "Oh." He then got out.

"Where did they get the bags then?" Yusuke then questioned.

"Oh, the spa actually has a wonderful boutique~" Ann revealed, her voice sounding a bit more...refined.

"All out of our price range~" Makoto added, her voice sounding surprisingly similar. "But Haru-chan got us discounts~ You really should have been there~" She then added.

"Huh? Oh uh, we're fine with what we're wearin'." Ryuji awkwardly responded.

"So, uh, I'm getting hungry. You guys wanna finish this day off with dinner?" Akira soon suggested.

"Sure~" The girls sighed dreamily in unison.

"Anywhere you wanna go?" The Leader then asked. "I was thinking of the Wilton Hotel, but then we would have to deal with those people again." He soon admitted.

"What about yakiniku?" Ryuji suggested. "I know a place that serves fish too for Mona here." He then revealed with a grin.

"Oooh, that sounds awesome." Morgana exclaimed with a smile. "What do you think girls?" He then asked.

"Sure~" The girls all replied in unison once more in the same dreamy tone.

The boys and not cat meanwhile blinked to how in sync they were.

"The spa really did wonders on them..." Yusuke concluded.

"To their appearance and their minds." Akira added. "Are they gonna be like this the rest of the day?" He soon asked.

"Probably. Why?" Ryuji responded.

"Because there are not enough lucid people here to help them home." Akira replied as he watched as some drool leaked from the Vice Leader's mouth before watching as the tan skinned girl wiped it away.

"There is no need to worry Akira-kun, we will be fine~" Homura however reassured in the same tone as the other girls nodded in agreement.

"Oh, so you're willing to pay for your own servings then." Akira assumed.

"Oh, I will be willing to pay for us all~" Haru however offered.

"No way, the spa was enough. We are not letting you spend more money than necessary." Ryuji got out as he instantly shook his head. "We have more than enough money to pay for our own shit. No need to go so far for us." He then added.

"Oh, but I-" Haru tried to get out, but none of the boys looked like they were having any of it.

"Haru, we really like you as a person, but I swear to God, stop being so selfless, let us pay for our own food!" Morgana snapped. "...Joker, you're covering for me, right?" He then muttered.

"Right." Akira confirmed.

Morgana soon breathed in relief. "Thank you, Leader. Haru, STOP BEING SO SELFLESS!" The not cat soon screamed.

"O-Okay~! I won't pay for anything else, I promise~!" Haru squeaked.

"Good." Yusuke breathed in relief before patting his wallet pocket. "...I may need-" He soon started.

Yumi immediately walked over and handed the boy some money. "Please be sure to learn to save your money in the future~" She simply requested in the same tone as the other girls nodded in agreement.

Futaba meanwhile giggled in amusement with a hand to her mouth, only for the white haired woman to place a hand on her shoulder. "My apologies, Onee-sama~ I just found it amusing~" She responded and explained in the same dreamily and well-mannered tone.

"Oh, don't beat yourself up over it~ I actually kinda like you're a massive pervert because it makes you hang out with me more~" Miyabi dreamily admitted. "But I would kill Katsuragi-san in a heartbeat if she ever gets near you and further corrupts you~" She then informed.

"And I'd understand, Onee-sama~" Futaba responded.

The boys meanwhile blinked again after hearing this. "...The spa tamed Futaba..." They all thought in disbelief.

"But for how long?" Was left unsaid as the Thieves began to make their way to the nearest yakiniku restaurant.


(Hebijo Academy, Elites Room)

After a full day of training and learning, many students around the school felt as though they deserved a break. While those who spoke that allowed were now training naked while the teachers whipped them, it did bring up that some of their more important students needed time to recuperate.

In a rare (that cannot be stressed enough) bout of generosity, Hebijo allowed the Elites and the new wave to have a sort of party/social gathering type of thing where they could talk freely and enjoy some nice drinks.

Automatically, everyone assumed they were going to die tomorrow, so they decided to enjoy it while it lasted.

At least the music by the idol Yuki Yumi was nice.

The Crimson Squad girls were off in a corner of the room, drinking their sodas together while they watched as the usually masochistic blonde chatted with the other girls, giggling happily and enjoying herself.

"I still can't believe you actually beat Sōji-san." Bashō simply stated. "The way you fought was so...refined." She then added, trying to find the perfect word. It somehow struck her as some inspiration for her poems.

"Oh, don't flatter me too much, Bashō-san. Sōji-san was excellent as well and made for a good opponent." Ryōna responded with a hand to her mouth as she giggled. "I'd love to have tea with her some time." She then added.

"Where is she anyways?" Ibuki meanwhile asked as she looked around.

"Probably sulking in her room after another loss." Ashiya assumed. "Maybe she should pray to the Great Demiurge for help in her next fight." She then decided.

"Despite you also doing that, and yet losing once again." Chitose reminded.

The red haired girl then dropped her head in depression. "How could the Great Demiurge predict that a rock was there to interrupt my most powerful attack?" Ashiya mumbled.

"There, there." Ryōna got out in a comforting manner. "I'm sure they believe in you, but you must repay their trust with proper training. A god cannot rely on someone who can't claim victory on their own." She reassured and stated.

"Ryōna-chan..." Ashiya gasped as she looked at the blonde in admiration. "You are absolutely right! I must be disrespecting the Great Demiurge by doing so. Thank you for telling me that." She exclaimed and declared.

"It is not a problem at all, Ashiya-san." Ryōna happily responded.

"You know, I was wrong about you again, Ryōna-san." Ibuki soon admitted. "You're not sad and distracted. You're really nice and pleasant." She then confessed.

Ryōna meanwhile just blushed to that. "Oh...you're making me blush." She got out.

"No, it's true." The sandy haired girl stated. "I like you so much more than your sister. It's always 'fuck you, stay out of my way' this and 'oh god, stay away from me. My sanity can't handle another one' that. It's really tiring after a while. So not normal." She then added.

"Well...Ryōbi-chan's been through a lot thanks to me." Ryōna sheepishly admitted while rubbing the back of her head. "I should apologize to her when she gets back." She then added.

"She's in Tokyo, right?" Bashō recalled. "Is she checking out that Bootyland place? I heard that's going to be big." She then stated with a slight interest along with a finger under her chin.

"B-Booty what?" Ashiya repeated, blinking in surprise.

"The butt themed amusement park that took over Dome Town." Ibuki informed. "Too many perverts in this world, I tell you. Unlike simple, ordinary me." She then added.

"Hey, wait, is that Haruka coming through the door?" Chitose got out in a flat tone.

Ibuki immediately perked up in delight. The others easily imagined her spawning dog ears and a tail in excitement. "WOOF!" She started barking like a dog while rolling on the floor. "BARK BARK BA-Bark?" She then got out in confusion when her mistress was nowhere to be seen.

At that moment, the first years looked at the pale blonde haired girl.

"Ordinary, huh?" Chitose repeated with an amused smirk on her face.

Bashō simply let out a soft giggle in response.

"S-Shut up!" Ibuki exclaimed with a bright red blush as she recomposed herself, while her classmates all began giggling some more.

The Crimson Squad girls meanwhile looked on at the sight, at how...different the blonde masochist was now.

"...This new Ryōna's weird as hell." Mirai quietly and bluntly stated.

"Yep." Hikage agreed.

"Arf!" Poochie mirrored her owner's feelings.

"How did this even happen though?" Yomi meanwhile asked in a curious manner.

"Maybe her crazy ramblings and her want for increasingly more children finally got to her." Murasaki deducted. "...That or something more mentally related." She then added.

"Isn't that already something mentally related." Mirai pointed out. "And besides, I don't know about you, but people don't have dramatic shifts in behavior unless there's something wrong with their brain, they're acting, or it's in a terrible story." She then added.

"Well, what do we do?" Yomi questioned with a frown.

"There's Hebijo's version of therapy." Hikage pointed out as their eyes gazed over to the baseball bat stained with blood and had therapy crudely written on it in the corner of the room.

"Isn't that going a bit far?" Murasaki however asked in concern.

"You're right." Mirai got out with a nod. "This is still Ryōna we're talking about. She'd probably enjoy it." She added.

"That's not what I mean." Murasaki responded as she looked at the first year blonde. "She seems...happier now." She noted in a sympathetic manner.

"It's still bizarre, but...I guess we should leave her be." Mirai got out with a shrug.

The blonde second year meanwhile narrowed her eyes to this. "Let me go talk to her real quick." Yomi offered.

"Huh? Why?" Hikage asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Because I won't stand by and let someone hurt themselves." Yomi vaguely answered.

"Eh?" Murasaki got out. She was going to ask where she came to that conclusion, but the blonde had already started making her way over.

"So my foot's stuck in there right? I'm freaking out, the dog's having a seizure, I still have half a pie left..." Chitose soon began to recall, only to spot the second year blonde coming over to them. "Hm? What do you want, Yomi-senpai?" She asked in a curious manner.

"Ryōna-chan, may I talk to you for a moment?" Yomi requested as she looked at the other first years. "Alone?" She then added.

Seeing the serious expression on the older girl's face, the others decided not to question anything. "Oh, okay. Sure." Ibuki responded as the others nodded, heading away...as she then noticed the puppy in the greenette's cleavage, who was happily licking up the water in her owner's cup. "Ooooooh! What a cute dog Hikage-senpai!" She exclaimed with a starry look in her eyes as she rushed over along with the others to also admire the puppy.

"Um, what is it that you want to talk about, Yomi-senpai?" Ryōna meanwhile asked as the blonde second year sat herself down next to her.

"Ryōna-chan..." Yomi got out before taking a deep breath. "Are you really lying to the new girls?" She suddenly accused.

"Huh? What are you talking about, Yomi-senpai?" Ryōna questioned, still with that smile on her face in an innocent manner. "I'm making so many friends now! People actually talk to me!" She then happily informed.

"But no one brings up what you enjoy, right?" Yomi added, causing the other blonde to flinch.

"I-I enjoy a lot of things though..." Ryōna mumbled as she shyly poked her fingers together.

"Ryōna-chan." Yomi interrupted in a firm manner. "I know you like pain, and you've never hid it before. Why start now?" She soon questioned in a skeptical manner.

"Well...I-" Ryōna began as she started to frown.

"Is it because of Akira?" Yomi assumed with narrowed eyes.

"W-What? No, I...I just..." Ryōna stammered as she scrambled for an answer.

"...Want him to accept you?" Yomi guessed.

"H-He...I'm just...tired..." Ryōna soon sighed in sadness. "Tired of driving people away..." She shamefully confessed.

"Ryōna-chan, as much as it may trouble others, it's still something you enjoy, right?" Yomi questioned in a serious manner.

"..." The blonde first year however went silent.

"If you really want bonds to last a lifetime, are you willing to wear a mask for the rest of your days?" Yomi questioned in a serious tone. "Do you think Akira would want that?" She then asked with a hand on the other blonde's shoulder.

"..." Ryōna meanwhile remained silent to that...as tears started to form in her eyes.

Yomi instantly hugged the younger girl. "This isn't you. Don't let others tell you who you should be. If they were really your friends, they would accept you. Flaws and all." She whispered.

"But...But..." Ryōna started.

"I don't know if you think you had some form of enlightenment, or you're doing this just to fit in with others, but...I won't tell you who to be. Just...don't hide behind a false smile, okay?" Yomi got out in a kind tone. "Feel free to tell me anything if you need to get anything off your chest." She then offered,

Ryōna looked at the blonde with empathy. "...Yomi-senpai...I-" She began.

WHACK! THUD!

"That's for cheating at our spar today!" Sōji suddenly declared as she tossed the therapy bat to the ground. "Bitch!" She then spat on the unconscious blonde.

"SŌJI!?" Ashiya shouted in horror.

"OI! WHAT THE HELL!?" Chitose exclaimed.

Basho simply gasped in shock while covering her mouth. "S-Sōji-san!" She then cried with worry

"WHAT THE-!? WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Yomi exclaimed.

"Oh shit!" Hikage got out as she and the other Crimson Squad girls rushed over.

"What happened!?" Mirai shouted in a panic.

"That yellow-haired tramp just whacked Ryōna-chan here with that therapy bat!" Murasaki answered with a glare towards the narcissist, who was simply grabbing a cup to drink.

"Why is that there in the first place!?" Ibuki exclaimed. Sure, she could understand its existence (this was Hebijo after all) but why!?

Mirai blinked. "Oh okay." She simply replied.

"Wha-!? That's all you have to say to that, Mirai!?" The normal girl gasped in shock.

"What? She probably liked the feeling. This is Ryōna we're talking about." Mirai stated in a casual manner.

"Well, is it normal for her head to bleed like that?" Chitose pointed out, watching as blood began to pool around the girl's head.

"Why the hell did you do that!?" Hikage demanded as she stomped over to the blonde masochist's assailant along with the other green haired girl.

"I will not let such an unfair loss stand without compensation." Sōji stated. "That will not happen again while I wait for my rival." She then added with a huff.

"Sōji-san! That was going too far...even for you!" Bashō declared.

"She was the one who cheated to win, Bashō." Sōji simply countered.

Hikage's eye twitched. "She...She didn't cheat at all! It's impossible to cheat here!" She shouted in disbelief.

"E-Everyone, calm down." Bashō pleaded before turning to her leader. "Sōji-san, you didn't need to do that to her." She then stated.

"Well, she found a way." Sōji haughtily huffed out, ignoring the poem-loving girl.

"THE FIGHT HAD NO RULES-" Hikage began to scream only to stop herself.

No, she couldn't like this stupid bitch's stupidity make her more of a murderer than she already was.

At the very least, Poochie shouldn't be in the splash zone.

Bashō however stared at the snake-themed girl like she had not noticed this side of the greenette before.

"Did you really have to hit her with that stupid bat!?" Murasaki however yelled with a finger pointed at the narcissist.

"What? Would you have preferred something else like my beautiful weapon, or a knife to the neck?" The narcissist countered before shaking her head. "In any case, tell Suzune-sensei about this and I will hit you with that bat as well." Sōji threatened before walking away with clenched fists.

"...Yep, no guilt." Hikage decided before heading back to the unconscious blonde along with the other green haired girl.

"...I'm gonna shoot her." Yomi growled. "I'm really gonna shoot her with my arm cannon." She then added.

"P-Please don't, Yomi-senpai..." Ashiya pleaded. "The Great Demiurge does not believe in revenge." She then stated.

"..." The group as a whole could only look at the red haired girl with deadpan expressions on their face.

Suddenly, some sort of disgusting noise came out from nearby.

"...What's that noise?" Chitose suddenly asked, a little green at the face from the sound.

"Uh..." Ibuki got out as she pointed downwards with wide eyes.

The group then watched as surprisingly, the first year blonde's hair literally started receding back to its original short length.

"...Uh, did her hair suddenly get shorter?" Murasaki asked, rubbing her eyes in response to seeing that. "When did she do that?" She soon added with narrowed eyes.

"Yin Chakra?" Bashō deducted. "It does help with keeping skin smooth." She then recalled as she rubbed her bare thighs.

"But her hair literally went back into her head." Murasaki responded. "There's no way it can do that." She then added.

"Yeah, that's really freaky." Mirai had to admit.

"WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT HER HAIR!? SHE MIGHT HAVE A CONCUSSION!" Ibuki suddenly exclaimed.

At that moment though...

"Ngh...she's...gonna...get...free..." Ryōna suddenly mumbled out, her voice sounding slightly more elegant.

That in turn got the attention of the group, confusing them greatly.

"...She?" Hikage repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"What are you idiots doing standing around flicking each other's beans!? HURRY THE FUCK UP!" Chitose called out.

"Uh, yeah, that did not sound good." Mirai got out in a worried tone. "That strike made her delirious. We better get her to bed and make sure she's alright." She then added.

"I'll also help!" Ashiya soon volunteered.

"You guys go do that. I have business with Sōji in a Kekkai." Hikage growled as she cracked her knuckles while Poochie snarled before they both went on ahead to meet with the blonde.

"Hikage-senpai..." Bashō simply stated to herself, looking at the one in question with pure interest before attempting to follow her.

"Take pictures!" Yomi suddenly requested before and some of the other girls, barring the poem-loving girl, lifted the unconscious first year and started making their way to her room.


(Ryōna's Room)

Mirai opened the door while Yomi and Murasaki lifted Ryōna into her futon, with Ashiya trailing behind them as she turned on the light.

"...Huh, cleaner than expected." Mirai noted. "Nothing masochist related at all." She then added.

"Unless it's all in her closet or something." Yomi countered. "Now stop standing there and help." She then instructed.

"Right." The eyepatch-wearing girl responded before clearing the bed before helping slowly set the blonde first year down on it. "There we go." She soon breathed out while wiping the sweat off her brow.

"Someone get the first aid kit." Yomi soon ordered.

"Hai!" Ashiya responded before dashing out to go grab the requested item.

"How bad is it?" Murasaki had to ask.

"There is a lot of blood, but it doesn't look too bad up close. She might not even need stitches. Mainly ice for the swelling." Yomi responded with a frown. She wouldn't know the full picture until she cleaned the wound.

After a few minutes, Ashiya came back with the first aid kit in hand. "Here you go, senpai." She got out while handing it over.

"Thank you, Ashiya-san." Yomi responded in relief.

"I pray that the Great Demiurge shows mercy to this poor, usually perverted soul." The red haired girl responded with a prayer.

The Crimson Squad members looked unamused. "Hey, if we ever meet this Demiurge, remind me to shoot it." Mirai mumbled to herself.

"Alright, antibacterial wipes, sewing kit, painkillers, bandages, gummi bears...?" Yomi meanwhile muttered before pulling out a (clearly expired) box of the last item. That was everything in the first aid kit, by the way.

"Is that mold?" Mirai noticed while squinting at the box.

"Hebijo budgeting, everyone." Murasaki grumbled in anger and disgust.

"It should be enough for this situation." Yomi sighed as she threw the box over her shoulder. "Seriously, you can get them from grocery stores or forage for the medicinal plants, how hard would it be..." She soon grumbled under her breath before working on the first year blonde's head wound.

After another few minutes of silence, the second year blonde soon stood up and wiped her forehead. Looking down at the masochist, they saw a nice little headband with a fancy bow on the front.

"And there we go, all bandaged." Yomi breathed out.

"Do you think she'll be okay?" Murasaki asked in a worried manner.

"...Murasaki, we get beaten, stabbed, drowned, and set on fire on a daily basis. A baseball bat to the head shouldn't take her out for more than the rest of the night." Yomi reminded. "Especially when that person chooses to be beaten, stabbed, drowned, and set on fire." She then added.

"And shot. Don't forget that." Mirai added with a raised finger.

"Sorry...I'm just worried." Murasaki apologized and confessed.

"...I am too, even though I know something like this won't kill her." Yomi responded.

"Yeah..." Mirai sighed. "We should really check if there is something wrong that we can't treat here." She soon suggested.

"Um, how can we check on her if she's okay?" Ashiya asked.

"...Check her eyes." Murasaki soon ordered with widened eyes.

"Huh?" Yomi got out in confusion.

"Trust me, let's check her eyes." Murasaki assured. "I saw on the Internet that you could check for brain damage using the eyes. It's not an accurate way, but it is quicker." She soon revealed.

"You're relying on the-" Yomi began to speak in a skeptical manner, however...

"JUST CHECK IT!" Ashiya screamed at the blonde, causing her to crouch down and pull her eyelids open.

"Her eyes look fine..." Yomi informed.

"No blood? No rapid movements? Anything?" Murasaki pressed.

"No. There is nothing like-" Yomi responded, but then stopped herself as she then noticed something. "Hey, were they always like that?" She suddenly asked.

"What?" The others got out in confusion.

"Full of masochistic tendencies and begging for pain?" Mirai got out.

"No. Like...did anyone notice that Ryōna-chan's eyes are...different?" Yomi had to ask.

That in turn got the attention of the others as they all leaned over the unconscious girl.

"Hey, get your boobs out of the way! You're blocking out the light!" Mirai called out as she tried to push the purplette away, only to effectively be pushing a brick wall...but with giant pillows to grab onto.

"P-Please stop that." Murasaki squeaked.

Ashiya soon chose to silently move out of the way so they could get the proper lighting needed.

"Hey yeah, they are both blue now." Mirai soon got out.

"Um...could she always do that?" Ashiya had to ask.

"I've seen her eyes get hearts in them." Murasaki responded. "But even then, she still had one blue eye and one green eye." She then confirmed.

"Okay..." Yomi sighed before looking down once again. "What, now they're both red!" She soon exclaimed.

"Whoa whoa, did her eye change color just now?" Mirai got out in confused concern.

"T-That has to be the light." Murasaki assumed with a frown. "R-Right?" She then questioned in an unsure manner.

"...Come to think about it, Ryōna-chan's eyes weren't mismatched today like they usually were." Yomi soon recalled. "They were both blue..." She then added.

Ashiya gasped. "I never noticed!" She soon admitted.

"I mean, the eyes weren't exactly the focus of her today." Mirai mumbled.

"No, that she has two different eye colors!" The cultist corrected. "Then again, I don't really like looking at humans directly in the eyes." She soon added under her breath.

"Hey, shouldn't you close her eyes now? I'm pretty sure you're drying them out." Ashiya pointed out.

"Whoops!" Yomi yelped as she pulled her hands away.

"Hrk!" They suddenly heard Ryōna choke.

"Huh?" The conscious girls got out in surprise as they looked down at the injured blonde.

Ryōna began moving erratically on the bed almost like she was having a possession in a way.

"What's happening to her!?" Mirai exclaimed.

"H-Hold her down!" Yomi panickingly ordered.

"No, don't do that! You'll hurt her!" Murasaki however warned.

"Then what do we do!?" Mirai screamed in a panic.

"U-Uh..." Murasaki soon tried to recall what she learned from one of her late night web searches. "S-Strip her!" She suddenly ordered.

"Eh!?" The three other girls exclaimed.

"Y-Yeah! Strip her now!" Murasaki insisted as they all began to reach for the masochist.

RIIIIP!

The girls immediately tore her clothes out and her underwear as well, leaving her naked, before noticing a layer of sweat that caused her skin to glisten.

"She's sweating." Yomi muttered as she felt her forehead and gasped. "She's burning up too!" She got out in a panic.

"I-Is she possessed!?" Ashiya assumed in a panic before summoning one of her chakrams, raising it above her head to eliminate the threat.

"Whoa whoa whoa, calm down!" Mirai exclaimed as she snatched the weapon out of the girl's hands.

"Her eyes changed right in front of us! And look at her right now!" Ashiya reminded in a panic. "It must be the power of the Great Demiurge's enemy! She must be absolved and exorcised!" She then declared, trying to reach for her chakram to get them back, only for the ravenette first year to pull them back out of her reach.

"Will you cut that out!?" Yomi called out. "Ryōna-chan is not possessed by a demon!" She soon declared.

"But-" Ashiya tried to insist.

"No!" Yomi shouted out. "She probably does have a brain injury after all. We're gonna have to get her to the infirmary." She soon stated.

"Right now?" Mirai got out in surprise. "But she's still-!" She tried to point out however...

All of a sudden, the masochist's erratic movements stopped entirely, surprising the others a bit.

"...She stopped." Mursaki finally spoke up after that moment of stunned silence.

"We can see that." Mirai deadpanned.

Yomi soon crouched down and lifted up the other blonde's eyelids again. "Her eyes are still red in color. She's breathing normally, though." She informed with a relieved sigh before touching her forehead. "And...she's not heating up anymore." She then added.

"Is...that a good sign?" Mirai questioned in worry.

"I don't know." Yomi sighed as she shook her head.

"What the heck was that, though...?" Murasaki soon got out. "Sōji didn't do that, right?" She soon mumbled in worry.

"Nothing like that happens when we're beaten unconscious." Mirai pointed out before shuddering. "If there's one thing I don't miss about Homura, is that we don't have to train with her." She then muttered.

"How did stripping her down help?" Ashiya soon questioned as everyone turned towards the former shut-in.

"I-I panicked, okay!?" Murasaki embarrassingly responded as she waved her arms around. "I remembered something about clothing when I looked it up online." She soon muttered.

"Why would you- give me a second." The eyepatch-wearing girl got out before pulling out her phone. "Ah, here we go. For seizures. Keep them safe and protect them from injury. Place something soft under their head and..." She soon read out before pausing.

"Mirai?" Murasaki got out, hearing the sudden pause.

"And loosen any tight clothing." Mirai concluded with an unamused look on her face.

"..." Yomi soon blinked upon learning that fact while Murasaki blushed in embarrassment and Ashiya simply face palmed.

"W-Well, barring a new outfit, at least Ryōna is fine...for now." Murasaki reassured everyone aloud. "Why did that bitch have to hit her right in the back of her head?" She then grumbled.

"I apologize for her..." Ashiya shamefully responded. "She's...just really prideful..." She then added.

"Don't." Yomi however ordered. "You have nothing to be sorry for, but Hikage is ensuring that she is." She soon added. Oh, she could already imagine the snake-like girl heading towards the narcissist with a crowbar in hand.

"Enough about her though. We need to move Ryōna to the infirmary now. The nurse will know what to do." Mirai soon got out.

"Really tempted to report Suzune-sensei about this..." Murasaki admitted under her breath.

"She'll eventually find out about her situation once we bring her to the infirmary." Mirai soon stated. "Only question is...how do we explain it to her about her injury." She mumbled with a frown.

"She was hit by the therapy bat." Yomi bluntly answered.

"You heard Sōji's gonna go after us if we tell Suzune-sensei who did this to her." Ashiya reminded.

"You didn't let me finish." The blonde however got out. "She was hit by the therapy bat by...Tsumuji. Yeah, that will work." She then added.

"...What?" Ashiya only got out.

"Oh, she's some girl that followed Homura around when she was here." Yomi revealed. "I haven't seen her in a while, but I assume she isn't dead." She then stated.

"Are we seriously going to blame an innocent party just because Sōji-chan threatened us?" Ashiya however stated. "What could she even do to us if we reported her other than hit us with a bat?" She then asked.

"..." The Crimson Squad members instantly froze as they realized what she could do, with Imu's face flashing across their minds.

"...I'd rather not take the risk." Mirai stated in an empty manner.

"Agreed." Yomi and Murasaki responded with robotic nods.

"...Seriously?" The red haired girl got out with a raised eyebrow.

"Let's just put that aside for now, Ashiya-san." Yomi however uttered to her. "Right now, Ryōna-chan needs medical attention. Murasaki-chan, can you carry her?" She then added and requested the K-Cup purplette, prompting her to nod and do her task of carrying the masochist to the infirmary before they all exited the blonde's room.

Unbeknownst to any of them, a black and red miasma soon began emitting from the blonde, whose hair started to become a little rougher in appearance, slightly darkening in its blonde color and atop her hair, two bundles formed into horn-like shapes. "Heheh, my turn now..." Demon Whore Ryōna darkly giggled and declared, though no one else could hear her.


Save Game…Quit


Asuka/Yin's Social Stats:

Leadership- Paragon (Level 5)

Knowledge- Sage (Level 5)

Proficiency- Transcendent (Level 5)

Diligence- Rock Solid (Level 5)

Courage- Heroic (Level 5)

Homura/Yang's Development Stats:

Maturity- Sagacious (Level 5)

Knowledge- Sage (Level 5)

Femininity- Natural (Level 4)

Elegance- Yamato Nadeshiko (Level 5)

Understanding- Saintly (Level 5)


Whew! Done! Next chapter is more antics so stay tuned!

UknownHero signing off, my friends!