Well, guess who's back again with another chapter! And yeah, this is quite a bit late coming out. Taking longer than it should've been. Almost two weeks to be precise, and for those who also read my other story, 'Makenball Z', which I plan to dedicate my time to until September, will now have its next chapter pushed down to somewhere at the end of this month due to my laptop having decided to die on me. Had to get a new one which, I'm not going to bore you with the details as to why that took so long, just know that what's done is done and I'm back into the swing of things!
Before we begin, from now on, in all of my stories, I'll be altering how I write a person's thoughts. From now on, they will be in italics like locations/scene changes, along with certain words I wish to draw a little extra attention to when describing something or talking about something. When doing this in the thoughts of someone, that particular word will be underlined. If I get time during the summer, I'll make this change to all the other previously released chapters of stories, as well as bringing some of them up to the new format from my original writing style, which was script style. And if I can't find the time… well, then I could always look for a beta-reader to do it for me, if any of them would be willing.
Anyways, on with the chapter!
A Saiyan's Prison Ride:
Chapter 5: From Bad, To Worse.
For a moment, time seemed to slow down to a screeching halt as the demi-saiyan and the squatting blonde locked gazes with one another, their breaths hitching in shock and mouths falling open as they forgot how to breathe normally, their faces cheeks beginning to light up a furious crimson. The only sound reaching either of their ears, being the sound of Hana's piss as it poured out of her virgin womanhood unto the ground, progressively forming a tiny puddle beneath her.
Unbeknownst to Hana, and for the time being forgotten by Gohan, one Kiyoshi Fujino clung to the high branch of a tree facing one of the windows of the school building's second floor, where the boy had just finished conversing with Chiyo, and had gone from being overjoyed at getting another chance with the girl after she had seen him place a baby chick back into its nest, to being in utter horror and, admittedly aroused somewhat at the same time as he too got to see Hana's tight, thin, virgin pussy before it started to excrete it's yellowy fluid. All the while as he desperately tried to look away from the sight since it started and shut his eyes, not only in hopes that he wasn't spotted, but also to try and purge himself from the deplorably perverted thoughts and feelings that were rising up even against his own best wishes to look over at her again, even as she let go. His prison pants tightening up as he felt himself gain the most uncomfortable erection of his young life.
And then, just like that, time resumed as normal right as Gohan pulled his gaze away from Hana and looked off to the side, for all the good it did him since he had seen everything, with a highly flustered look on his face. "O-oh god! I-I'm so sorry, I didn't know! I swear!" He stuttered his best apology, completely floored by the sudden turn of events.
Of all the things that had to be on the other side of the tree… of all things, why THIS!?
Shortly after Gohan said his apology, Hana finished her pee, and just like that, pulled her legs back up to cover her lower half faster than she ever had before as she stood up straight. Her hands trembling like crazy, her face beginning to have tears running down from her horrified eyes.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Came the embarrassed, humiliated and utterly cringe inducing scream, ripping right through Hana's throat as she turned away from the flustered half-saiyan and practically bolted as fast as she could out of the forest. Catching the attention of not only the other boys who heard her scream and saw her as she blitzed past them with hot tears streaming down her face, but also Meiko herself, who spotted the girl rushing out towards her, sobbing like mad.
"Hana! What's wrong?!" The buxom young lass shouted out with concern as the humiliated bob-haired blonde ran up to meet her cohort, almost burying her teary, red face into the grey haired girl's ginormous bosom. Meiko making sure to softly place her hands placatingly on the distraught girl's shoulders for comfort. "Just what in the hell happened over there!? I've never seen her like this before… she's practically bawling her eyes out!"
Outside of Hana's sobs, Meiko heard the sound of multiple footsteps trailing closer to her, causing her to look up ahead, her eyes finding the figures of Gakuto, Shingo, Joe, and Andre staring over bewildered at the scene in front of them.
The voluptuous warden felt her left eye twitch in agitation, and her pearly white teeth clench in anger as she locked eyes on them. "Which one of you is responsible for making Hana this upset?" She asked, her tone demanding to know who the culprit was, a cold fury in her eyes as she followed on with another statement, right as the group of four took a step back, sweating in fear. "Whoever it was, speak up now!"
It was Gakuto who spoke up, but not for a confession. "It wasn't any of us, I swear! Milady, yours truly and his companions were all together picking clovers as was asked of us! We have no idea what happened to make miss Hana as upset as she is, we simply followed after her curiously when we saw her dash past us screaming her lungs out, honest!"
Meiko narrowed her eyes dangerously at his reply, only narrowing them further when the other three nodded their heads in agreement with their friend's response, hoping that she believed them.
Meanwhile, as all that transpired, back in the part of the forest she had gone to pee in, Gohan stood there, rooted in place. The boy looking off to the side in shame over what happened. His cheeks still burning crimson over seeing something he really shouldn't have.
Whether he had seen what he'd just saw by complete accident, and with no form of perverted, malicious intent or not didn't matter. What did matter, was that he had just seen that, and unintentionally committed one of the most grievous invasions of privacy that you could.
"Damn it all… Things have just gone from bad to worse. Why me?" The demi-saiyan thought to himself in a mixture of grief over it all, and his own embarrassment from his current predicament.
The half-saiyan was somewhat knocked out of his minds current deluge to despair when his ears picked up the sound of something fall to the ground close to him with a thud, followed by a small groan of pain. Turning to the direction it came from, just beside the very tree he stood close to, Gohan was quickly reminded of the reason why he had checked out around the tree in the first place.
The nervously sweating, almost bug eyed form of Kiyoshi, whom managed to get to his feet with a wince, before looking at Gohan with a grimace. The boy's eyes alight with multiple emotions. Confusion, shock… but above all else, trepidation. Not just for himself, but for Gohan especially.
Kiyoshi looked like he was about to say something, but Gohan just shook his head, not wanting to hear it. It was obvious to him that Kiyoshi was about to try and explain, in some form anyway, why he was there, in case Gohan believed he had been hiding away so he could watch Hana take a piss like a depraved piece of shit.
There was no need for that. Like his father, Gohan was pretty in tune with nature, and the creatures that it was home to. Giving a quick glance up again to the branch the boy had been hugging to for dear life not even a minute ago, the son of Goku spotted a bird's nest, specifically a crow's nest, propped up near the tail end of the branch, with several chirping baby chicks inside with his vision. Something he had neglected to spot the first time when approaching due to being way more focused on Kiyoshi himself, and what had him so rattled.
One of the young chicks in particular, looked to have one of it's wings injured, but all the same it was looking straight at Kiyoshi, whether the boy knew it or not with its cute, beady black eyes and chirping good naturedly at him. Gohan didn't need to use his sensing ability to know that the chick was thankful to the young boy. Something which wouldn't be the case unless he had done something to deserve it, which Gohan deduced was the real reason why he had been up there.
If he wasn't in such a state of, well, disgust and shame over the obvious, he would've given the boy a patented Son family grin that his father had trademarked for helping out the young crow. It told him that the boy indeed had the capacity for more than just being a horny, depraved pervert. If only that part of his person was his dominant, and defining feature, instead of the clear case of pervy Roshi syndrome on steroids.
Getting back to the present though, Gohan let out a calming, despondent breath before turning away from the prison garbed youth and began making his way over to the others. Not knowing what else to do, Kiyoshi decided to follow behind him in tow.
As they spotted the others, Gohan paying particular attention to the sniffling, tear shedding form of Hana with her back turned to him, being held in a sense by Meiko, said aforementioned girl exclaimed with a furious scowl on her face, "I've heard enough! That's all the work for the day. Return to the prison!"
As soon as she had all but barked that out to them, the ungodly well-endowed warden of the boys turned away and began leading Hana away from them. Her face morphing from the aggravated sneer, and infuriated glare she'd been holding over them, to a softer, more concerned visage as her full attention went over to Hana as they trekked away from them, likely towards the council room.
That left the other four boys to turn their stares towards Gohan and Kiyoshi, as they noticed the two walking up to them.
Right as they saw the two, in particular the looks on their faces, and how they'd come from the same direction Hana had, in the boys heads, they all immediately came to the incorrect conclusion, in that Kiyoshi had been the one to make Hana so upset.
In an alternate universe, one where Gohan never attended the school with them in the first place, this would've actually been true. However, sadly for young half-breed, he had been the one in this reality responsible for Hana's plight, and he had no doubt that whatever came of this, it definitely wouldn't be good…
Gohan had no idea just how right, and wrong he was there. For what was about to follow after this, was certainly not what the young man would've ever thought would come from such a predicament…
A little later that day… in the principal's office…
"So, I hear you're still keeping those other five boys contained within the prison."
Mari, whom these words were intended for, simply let a calm sigh out of her lips. The young, beautiful leader of the underground student council keeping a reserved, almost stone faced expression as she sat down, one slender leg wrapped up tightly in finely made black pantyhose draped over the other, with both hands placed delicately on her draped knee, on one of the four black, cushioned chairs circling around a small table. The stunning young woman choosing to sit in one that was closer to the desk of the man who'd said those words, positioned at a slanted angle from him and his desk.
The rest of the room not having much else in it, other than a drawer in front of, and behind her pressed up against the grey washed walls on either side of the room, a long yellow lamp standing just off to the left of the principal's desk, as well as a few pictures framing the walls around the room.
"Yes, I am. And I intend to keep them there until their sentence is finished." Mari replied matter of factly, without so much as turning her head to look at the room's other recipient.
Though in saying that, she would much prefer if they were just expelled altogether, but she knew the other person in this room, the principal, her father wouldn't allow that.
"Don't you think that treatment is a little too… harsh?" He remarked back, his tone being even, until he reached the end of his sentence, where he decided to emphasize the word harsh more for some reason.
Mari's eyes narrowed in that moment ever so slightly, as she turned finally to look at her father, the one who ran this school. A man who appeared to be in his mid to late forties, with finely combed up grey hair, coal black eyes, an impressively cut grey moustache that looked like it belonged back in the nineteen-fifties all over a masculine looking jawline, which showed that the man kept in shape despite his age, and dressed up in an immaculate dark suit with a blue tie to accompany it.
"They were caught doing something they would normally be expelled for. You know this as well as I do. They deserve it. Besides, going co-ed was something that I-no, make that the majority of students, the alumni, not to mention the current educators were all opposed to."
Her father, chairman Kurihara, wasn't moved in the slightest by her words, though he did note the slight quip in her tone, and the serious look in her eyes as she said it. Turning his swivel chair to the side so he was looking away from her, he responded in kind. "I understand them wanting to preserve tradition, but a shake-up is also necessary from time to time… Don't you think?" He quipped back, emphasizing the last bit of his sentence once again, as he swivelled back and levelled his own serious gaze at his daughter.
To most, it would appear as though Mari remained stone-faced at her father's 'argument', for the boys being allowed in. Even the chairman didn't notice it, but for a fraction of a second, Mari's right brow twitched in irritation, and her right hand clenched her other hand just a little in that same time, as a way to keep herself completely cool. "Chairman, the result of overriding everyone's objections, and unilaterally allowing those six boys to enrol… is their problem behaviour so early on."
"If I recall, only five of them have been an issue to you. The other one, to my knowledge hasn't done anything at all."
"Not yet anyway." Mari thought to herself instantly. Feeling a small increase in her annoyance on the inside at the reminder of Son Gohan not only being outside of the prison, which she firmly believed he should be in right now, but was also now an honorary member of the underground student council thanks to her father.
"Besides, as for the others, isn't that something that most boys their age would try… right?" He continued, emphasizing the last bit of his sentence a third time.
Whatever point he was trying to make, it definitely wasn't getting through to Mari. If anything, the longer this conversation went on, the more her irritation was building inside, ready to flood to the surface. Which is what happened as she responded to what she believed to be an idiotic defence of their actions, with some heat escaping from her tone. "Peeping is a criminal offence!"
"I know, I have no intention of justifying their actions." He conceded, bringing his gaze to, and placing his hand on a diorama of the earth that was on his desk and started moving the diorama from side to side by pushing his fingers along the sphere in a casual manner.
"If that were true, you wouldn't have bothered bringing that up in the first place." Came another annoyed thought from the young president of the U.S.C.
"But, I want you to at least give them Saturdays and Sundays off. The prison rules are set up that way…" the man paused briefly as he swiped his fingertips along the edge of the diorama, causing it to spin rapidly as he returned his gaze to his daughter whilst he emphasised his final words once more. "aren't they?"
"I am aware of that, father." Mari rescinded evenly, as she got up from her seat and made to walk away.
"Before you go, Mari, I have one thing left to ask." The man broached, causing Mari to stop in her tracks momentarily and look back at her father.
"What is it?" She questioned plainly, just wanting to be done with this conversation already.
"Tell me, how is that Gohan boy doing in the U.S.C?" The man asked genuinely, seeming to have an honest interest in the boy, for some reason that Mari could not discern.
"He's doing fine." She clipped, in no mood to be talking about the boy. Turning her head back to the door, she made her way out.
Although, as she walked out the doors and closed them behind her, admittedly one thing pertaining to her father and Gohan himself did cross her mind.
He still hadn't memorised the names of the other five boys, but strangely was fully aware of Gohan's name and had a keen interest in what happened to him. Mari had absolutely no clue why that was the case, but she intended to find out sooner or later.
Unbeknownst to the girl, right as he saw the doors close in front of him, the chairman let out a sigh. "Good grief, that daughter of mine… talk about difficult."
Pushing his chair back a little, the man moved his hand over to a desk drawer and opened it up, showing a slew of high quality pictures inside. Picking up the one at the very top, the man gave it a good long look over, becoming enamoured with the photograph. "I had hoped that my daughter would be a bit more open minded than this. I even had to step in already to stop her from jumping the gun and throwing your son into the prison… Chichi." The man finished with emphasis as usual, as the photo he was so enamoured with staring at almost vicariously was none other than a photo of the woman herself. Though one wouldn't have been able to tell that from a glance. The reason for this being? Simple, it was a photo taken of something very specific about the mature, yet still quite beautiful mother of Gohan.
Taken in high definition, as clear and perfect as a camera shot could be taken, was a pristine shot of the woman's impressively round, pale skinned, plump ass with nothing other than tight fitting, pearly white panties to cover them.
A further inspection inside his drawer would reveal that the rest of stack were also high quality camera shots of women's asses, though none were as perfect in his opinion, as the one in his hand, which he could feel a mighty stir in his pants from the longer he gazed at it.
A person might ask why he had a tonne of photos of women's asses of all shapes and sizes, including Gohan's mother's. The answer was simple. He too, was a pervert through and through, and a true ass man at heart.
One might also ask how in the bloody hell the man managed to procure a perfect ass shot of Gohan's mother, Chichi of all people. Considering the type of person that a lot of those who knew of her, knew her to be.
The answer however to this question, as the chairman began to reach for some tissues from the tissue box on his desk so he could get down to 'urgent business', was rather complicated… and something the man would prefer to keep to himself, and to the widowed mother, if at all possible…
The next day… out near the prison…
"Starting today, your after-school work detail is to clear this wasteland." Meiko ordered calmly, arms crossed under her bountifully large breasts, to the five boys standing next to each other, from left to right.
The ludicrously well-endowed warden clenched her left hand, which held her whipping stick in a mild form of irritation and disgust, as she suddenly lashed out and struck Gakuto, who was in the middle, over the head, garnering a whine of pain from the bespectacled boy, along with causing her two mountainous marsh-mellows to wobble like crazy, giving the other four boys an eyeful of her bountiful tit flesh bobbing around in their barely contained state. Getting the soft flesh from the side of each creamy, fat tit to ripple, before both set back into place shortly thereafter.
"I didn't say a word! What was that for!?" He cried, clutching the top of his head with both hands.
"Oh please. Don't think I didn't notice you ogling my breasts again, instead of paying attention, you pathetic little worm." The drop dead sexy warden thought to herself disparagingly, having noticed his eyes transfixed on her cleavage since she brought them out, as had the others too, and before that as she led them out could practically feel their degenerate eyes paying more than rapt attention to her ass as her skirt fluttered up enough with every stride she took to give them an eyeful. She'd get to them later for their leery eyes as well.
Most men would hardly blame the boys for it though. As to them it looked as though both of Meiko's fully round, plump butt cheeks were squeezing, tugging, and strangling the thin, useless fabric of her purple thong wedged deep within the crevice of her mighty, creamy rear from side to side with each left and right stride forward the young, full bodied, sexy warden took.
Wanting to give them their order quick, she pointedly denied giving Gakuto an answer to that question, and instead, chose to get straight to the point. "Ask me why you're clearing the wasteland."
"This is unwarranted…!" The boy remarked, whilst looking down and away from Meiko in a subdued manner. Knowing that the bombshell of a warden didn't give the slightest inclination of a fuck about his opinion.
"The question has arisen, and the reason you are clearing this land, is to create a campus vegetable garden!" She declared, utterly ignoring the fact that Gakuto still hadn't broached that question, nor had any of the others. As it was obvious to everyone there though, Meiko, again, didn't give a damn.
Quite frankly, Kiyoshi didn't either. The boy's mind still being too preoccupied with what had happened the other day with Hana and Gohan, whom the boy noticed were both absent.
Seriously, talk about a sticky situation. He had honestly fully expected Hana to rattle off what happened to Meiko, which would then mean Gohan being thrown into prison with them. However, not only had that not happened, as it would appear since Gohan wasn't with them currently in prison garb, but neither were present, and not knowing what was going on with the boy that had tried to dissuade him from doing something stupid, but was also someone that Kiyoshi himself would consider a genuinely good person, and possibly a friend, just didn't sit well with him. Not one bit.
Whilst the others thought he was responsible, and had taken to celebrating Hana's teary departure with glee, he knew for a fact if Hana did say what happened. Which, again, made it all the more confusing that nothing appeared to have happened, other than both being absent currently, which was driving him up the wall.
"Uhm hey, can I ask a question?" Kiyoshi was knocked a little out of his musing by Shingo, who politely asked that to Meiko whilst raising his hand up as though he were in a classroom asking it of a strict teacher who he was walking on eggshells with, which he essentially was. Just take out the teacher part, and replace it with a hyper-arousing, busty as fuck, insanely well proportioned, drop dead gorgeous warden lady who looked, and dressed as though she belonged in a hardcore, B.D.S.M related, school hentai. One which the young, horny youth would die to take part in. As would many a horny boy his age.
"Permission granted." The buxom warden replied, not seeing the harm in giving the punkish boy that alone. Seeing as if he did ask something she found perverted, she'd just give a good whack of her whip stick on the head and press on.
Funnily enough, her thoughts weren't too far off the case, as once she gave him permission, the boy almost gave in to the impulsive urge of asking her just how big those beautiful honkers she touted really were, or even more daringly, and idiotically, if she was down to bang, but he stayed himself. Putting his libido to the side for the moment, knowing that getting a genuine response from the first, wasn't going to happen, and would likely result in her hitting him over the head twice as hard as she'd done to Gakuto. The latter, was nothing more than him imagining a fantasy that would never come true, no matter how much his hormone riddled mind desired it, and asking it would most definitely end in an ass whooping. So, in lieu of that, he chose to ask a genuine question about something he'd started to wonder about, and he probably wasn't the only one of the boys wondering it either. "Will we get Saturdays and Sundays off, since you know, it's the weekend?"
"On Saturdays and Sundays, when you have no classes, the work goes on, right?" She replied, a small bit surprised on the inside that he hadn't asked something she'd find repugnant, but she didn't let it show. "You'll work, of course." She emphasised, turning to the side and looking away from them as if it were obvious.
The boys let out despondent sighs at the answer, Kiyoshi as well. Guess they shouldn't have expected to be given time off on non-school days. Talk about a bummer. Combined with his current feelings about what was going on with Gohan at the moment, and things just seemed to be getting worse.
"However-" At the familiar sound of Mari's voice, the boys looked passed Meiko as she too turned her head to look at the approaching girl. "Prisoners who exhibit good behaviour will be allowed three hours of weekend free time, including furloughs." She revealed, as she came to a stop next to Meiko.
"P-President!?" Meiko stuttered in shock, her eyes wide with surprise.
This instantly brought up the mood of the boys with Shingo and the others cheering about finally getting some freedom with smiles on their faces, as it seemed as though they were at least being thrown a bone. Kiyoshi too, though his was a little less though. As even though this meant he now had the time for a date with Chiyo, as he had agreed to, Gohan's fate still lingered in his mind.
Of course, this was with them not knowing they were supposed to get full weekends off, rather than just a few hours for good behaviour. Mari had no intention of ever giving them that though. Heck, even the act of giving them that much time off if they behaved was not something she would prefer to do. She'd much prefer if they were just worked to the bone every day for their misdeeds, or even better yet, expelled from the institution. But alas, she'd have to stay her hand from going all in, for now anyway.
"All right guys, let's do this!" Shingo cheered, the other boys joining him in his glee as they went for the tools they were expected to use for the job they'd been given, so they could get to work and earn some free time.
Kiyoshi followed suit, though he was lagging behind a little, as he prayed inwardly that Gohan would be fine…
Roughly around that time… inside the school building…
Gohan let out a light yawn as he rose up from his classroom seat, his first class for the day over with. It had been math, which despite the boy feeling rather tired this morning, he still breezed through easily.
The reason for his tiredness? A lack of sleep from the night before, his thoughts being plagued by what had happened by sheer happenstance, and the repercussions of it occurring, keeping him awake for most of the night.
The progeny of Son Goku just knew it was coming. Whatever it was. He didn't know what it would be, though he might be willing to hazard a guess towards prison time of his own. He again, didn't really know yet, but he knew he'd get his answer soon.
Walking out of the room first, whilst his fellow students, all female of course, broke into their own chats and gossips for the moment, the boy came face to face with none other than Hana. The bob haired blonde appeared to have been waiting for him by the door. Her face set into the normal expression she usually held, though he could see the undercurrent of a whole slew of emotions in her eyes. None of which he could accurately ascertain.
The girl seemingly paused for a moment. Her cheeks reddening even as she looked at him. "Come with me." She managed to cop out, quickly turning on her heel and walking off.
"Well, guess it's time." Gohan quickly sighed as he followed behind her. Knowing he didn't have much of a choice as refusing to do so would look really bad on him. Might as well be screaming you were guilty of something malicious at that point, which he was not.
After rounding a number of corners around the hallways, walking behind her for almost ten minutes and noting there was no one listening in, the boy made that known.
"Hana…" He started, and though the girl gave no acknowledgement that she'd heard him, he knew she was listening. "Look, I know that you're most likely furious with me right now, and I don't blame you for that. Anyone would be in your situation, but please understand, it was a complete accident. I had no idea you were there. If I'd known, there's no way I would've walked around that tree when I did, I swear." The boy stated calmly, with nary a shred of hesitation, and the utmost seriousness in his tone. "For what it's worth though, I do feel awful for any sort of stress or embarrassment I may have put you through. For that, I apologise." He finished sincerely, placing his right hand to the side of his chest that covered his heart, for emphasis. His eyes telling the same story as his words.
Following his piece, Hana stopped herself in front of him, having walked far enough to get to where she had wanted to go. Turning around to face him, the girl's cheeks only darkened further, her lips beginning to quiver, her eyes still showing the torrent of emotions she was holding in behind them. But only just barely.
"Y-You apologise, huh?" The girl stuttered, the embarrassment over what she went through leaking through. "T-That isn't good enough! Not after what you saw…" She exclaimed indignantly, before her voice teetered off, her head pulling itself down to the side as she looked away from him. "W-Whether it was accidental or not doesn't matter… y-you still saw me… s-saw my…" She didn't finish, merely just placing one of her hands down on the front of her skirt, then grabbing that arm with her other hand as she began to squirm a little. What she meant being obvious to the young half-breed.
This only made Gohan feel worse about the whole thing, seeing how it was effecting her. But before he could get a word out, she looked back up at him, right into his coal black eyes with her own brown pools. Which were now filled with a sudden conviction that hadn't been present before. "If you're serious about being sorry, than I want you to show me by doing something for me in here-" She nodded her head to the side at the door next to her. "-So that we're even. Nobody is around here during these hours, so we won't have to worry about someone seeing us."
This took Gohan by surprise. He could tell she was being honest through the sincerity in her words, as well as the flow of her ki. Not even the smallest bit of a lie had crept through her lips. Whatever she had in mind, so long as he did what she asked than it appeared they'd be alright. To him, so long as it was just the two of them, and she didn't try to record anything, he could just get it over and done with and move on.
Though what did matter was what she wanted him to do. Considering that it looked as though she'd brought him to a secluded area, he could surmise it was going to be something embarrassing.
Looking at the door she pointed to, he was made immediately aware by the plaque embedded to the door frame, that it was none other than the women's bathhouse of all things. Talk about irony. First the other boys, and by proxy himself had gotten in trouble due to them peeping on this location, and now here he stood where this whole mess had begun. Here to make himself even with one of the girls responsible for the others incarceration.
Leaving that morbidly amusing thought to the side, Gohan sighed once more, before he braced himself as he nodded his in agreement. Might as well just get this over with, or else who knows what would happen. "Alright then, fair enough. What do you want me to do?"
Hana didn't respond immediately. Pausing instead as her face flushed red even more. Her eyes briefly zipping down to the boy's pants before shooting back up to eye level. When she finally did speak, and give Gohan his answer, it was something the teen would've never anticipated, and thus was wholly unprepared for.
"I… I want you to show me your penis!"