Mahiru and Kazuichi, alongside Hiyoko, walked down the halls of Hope's Peak after class had ended. Hiyoko had noticed the pair had been spending more time together lately ever since they'd had that private talk, and it had started concerning her. Especially on one specific day when they were walking down the halls and people seemed to be paying a lot of attention to Mahiru.

One student attempted to slide down on the floor between her legs and get an upshot, but Kazuichi quickly intercepted him and kicked the boy in the balls as the trio continued to walk away.

Kazuichi also snapped at almost anyone who tried to take pictures of Mahiru's body from any angle at all to the point that Hiyoko was starting to question why. Perhaps he was just trying to be a good sport and defend her, but he'd never shown any indication of going to such lengths like that before. On top of that, Hiyoko could see it was making Mahiru blush.

"Back off, she's…n-not yours! You don't get to just ogle her like a piece of meat. And even if you did, you don't get to take pictures!" Kazuichi cried at someone until they turned and slunk away. He quickly returned to Mahiru's side, and she gave him a warm smile.

"Thank you, but you know you don't have to tell it to every single person," Mahiru said, already aware that people were taking pictures of her ass, even if more discreetly than before.

"Hey, it's really no problem. People shouldn't have to treat you like that just because you're naked. Even if you are beaut…" Kazuichi froze and cleared his throat. "Pretty good-looking." Hiyoko wasn't sure what she expected Mahiru to say in response to that, but she certainly didn't expect her friend to giggle at it.

"What the hell is going on with you two?" Hiyoko asked. Both Mahiru and Kazuichi immediately looked away from her.

"Nothing. I'm just trying to help," Kazuichi replied.

"Nothing wrong with that, is there?" Mahiru asked. Hiyoko stared suspiciously between them.

"What did you two talk about the other day?" she questioned.

"Nothing!" Mahiru said at the same time that Kazuichi said "It's private!" They both glanced at each other, and Hiyoko's eyes narrowed. Mahiru cleared her throat. "It's a private thing, a personal thing, that you don't need to worry about."

"Uh-huh," Hiyoko said, still suspicious. She didn't have a clue what could be going on to make them seem so much closer than before, and the only reason she wasn't pushing further was because Mahiru seemed happy. But if that changed at any time…

"A-Anyway, I'm gonna go. See ya," Mahiru said to Hiyoko and turned to Kazuichi. Hiyoko noticed her lean in for a second before she stopped, cleared her throat, and gave him a nod before she kept walking. Hiyoko opened her mouth to speak when she saw Kazuichi checking out her ass, and she smacked his arm.

"Ow! Hey!"

"So nobody else gets to look but you do?" she asked.

"Yes! She told me I could!" he replied, only for his face to flush as he turned away. Hiyoko was completely dumbstruck by his response, but before she could say more, he was off in another direction. Hiyoko was left to stand there wondering what the hell the two could've possibly talked about.

Mahiru continued walking out the front door and taking a detour towards the bench she knew Chiaki and Hajime usually hung out at, her bag at her side. She glanced in either direction as she walked to the bench, having known ahead of time that Hajime and Chiaki wouldn't be there and wanting the space to herself for a short time. She walked over to the bench and once she checked again that no one was around, she lowered her arms and crossed her legs as she reached into her bag.

She could have read in her room, sure, but whenever she did crack open a book, she always liked to do so outside so she could feel the breeze or warmth of the air. Even in winter, on the less cold days, she liked to go outside to read. She could also angle the book to where it would mostly cover her chest.

So she took a deep breath to relax and opened up her book in front of her to read. It felt strange to have her chest technically exposed, even if she was alone and it was almost covered. She picked up right where she left off and took another deep breath as she settled against the bench.

The dwindling day was cool with a breeze that tickled her naked skin in such a way that was almost comforting, if not strange to feel. She knew she wouldn't be able to stay outside for very long as the sun slowly slid down the sky before she'd get too cold to focus, but for now, she felt content.

Until she heard the snap of a branch.

She instantly sat up, pressing the book to her chest as her legs tightly clasped together, and she looked around frantically. She waited and looked for several minutes, but saw no one. Not another peep, except for the rustling of the bushes by the wind. Still on edge, Mahiru slowly settled back down and ensured the book was still in front of her as she kept reading.

Until she noticed that the wind died down, and one of the bushes was still moving.

"H-Hey!" she called out. "Who's there?" Of course, there was no reply from her apparent audience. Taking care to keep herself covered, she slid a hand between her legs and turned, dropping the book on her bag as she covered her chest with her other arm, and stood. She started walking towards the bush, which had gone still again before the breeze picked up again. "Hello?" she called out once more. "You know this school is private property, you can't just come in whenever you like!" She assumed this wasn't a Hope's Peak student since they could wait around the halls if they wanted to see her. No, this seemed like someone from outside, and as she crept closer and closer, she saw a flash of something. "H-Hey-"

A figure leapt from the bushes, and Mahiru only had time to process the sight of a familiar head of blue hair as the person leapt towards the gate.

"H-HEY! GET BACK HERE!" Mahiru cried as she gave chase, not knowing how she would even get them without uncovering herself. Not that it mattered, as they leapt onto the fence with incredible ease and began to climb, slipping over the sharp tip as part of the figure's dress was ripped as she slid down onto the other side, her panties now visible as she took off down the street. Mahiru stopped at the gate and watched them leave, as well as watched the scrap of fabric slowly flutter down and settle on the ground in front of her. She sighed and, no longer feeling comfortable, walked back to the bench and picked up her bag, settling to her side as she walked back towards the school.

She swore she'd seen that girl before though.

"I mean, I don't blame her."

"Huh?" Mahiru asked as she and Kazuichi stood off in an empty alcove nearly completely out of sight from the hallway. The next day after classes had ended, she'd gone to tell her new boyfriend about what had happened. He didn't seem too worried as he smirked.

"With a body like that, I'm not surprised they snuck in to see you," Kazuichi said as he eyed her up and down. Before, she would've felt disgusted at such a thing, now she simply felt a pleasant tingle, even if she wasn't ready to show him everything yet.

"Stop, this is serious! How did she even find out about me anyway…?" Mahiru asked.

"You went out with Chiaki and Hiyoko once right? Maybe she saw you then?" At his words, a memory surfaced, and Mahiru gasped.

"OH! It's the same girl that was stalking Chiaki when she was naked!" Mahiru cried. "W-Well, I mean when she was the only one naked. A girl was watching her too, I think it was the same one!"

"A hyper lesbian stalker? Who likes public nudity? And has good taste?" Kazuichi asked, and Mahiru bumped him.

"Stop!" she cried with a smile, and he quickly embraced her, making her cheeks flush as her body pressed against his.

"Make me~" he teased, his tone sending a shudder down their spine. Every time they'd had these secret meetings, he'd always managed to make her feel this way, and every touch of his hand on her skin felt electrifying. So she did as he said, and leaned in to kiss him. As soon as their lips touched, she felt herself melting into him, and his embrace was warm and welcoming. She giggled into the kiss as she slowly started lowering her arms to wrap them around him since her front was now covered. They pressed tighter, feeding into each other's warmth. His hands rested against her back but didn't go lower, just as she'd always warned him. She felt fine being ogled a bit, but she was happy he respected her boundaries.

Soon enough, rapid footsteps heading towards the door had them gasping and pulling apart, and Mahiru barely had her hands back over herself before the door opened, and Hiyoko stood in the doorway, glaring at Kazuichi. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"

"Me? I didn't do anything!" Kazuichi said as he raised his arms.

"Yeah, we were just talking," Mahiru assured her.

"About what?" she asked with an eyebrow raised. Chisa had held her back to talk to her about an assignment, and that was when the pair had snuck off.

"A stalker. Someone snuck into the school grounds yesterday," Mahiru said, and Hiyoko's eyes went wide. "I don't think they took any pictures or anything, just watching me. I chased them off."

"Did you tell the headmaster?"

"Yes, and he said he'd do his best to take care of it but…he seemed distracted with something, so I'm not sure if he'll even do anything." Hiyoko snarled.

"Well then screw him, we should do something about it! Did you see them?"

"Kinda. I think it's the same girl who was watching Chiaki while we were at the mall," Mahiru informed her, and Hiyoko's frown deepened.

"So a repeat offender, that's even worse! What if she comes back and tries to get you!" Mahiru sighed.

"How about I have someone accompanying me when I'm not in my room? Like we did when Chiaki was first naked. Either you, Kazuichi, or Chiaki can stay with me."

"You trust Kazuichi to keep you safe?" Hiyoko asked incredulously.

"I'm standing right here," the mechanic said.

"Yes, I do, actually. Hiyoko, he's not terrible or anything. He's actually pretty nice when you get to know him," Mahiru said, and gave Kazuichi a nod.

"Well thank you for actually appreciating me," Kazuichi said with a nod.

"Seriously, what the hell is up with you two?" Hiyoko asked, and Mahiru sighed.

"We talked and I've come to see that Kazuichi is a decent guy, that's all. If you gave him a chance, you would, too." Hiyoko simply rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. Fine, if you think he can keep you safe, we can include him in the people protecting you," she said.

"Good," Mahiru responded, and Kazuichi let out a sigh. "Well then, would you like to accompany me, you two?"

"Where?"

"Back to my room," she answered.

"Sure," Hiyoko said as she turned, allowing Mahiru to give Kazuichi a look that Hiyoko, thankfully, didn't notice. With that, the three of them began to walk down the hallways back to the dorms. Hiyoko took the lead, starting a conversation with Mahiru about the stalker, trying to get her to remember everything she could so they could report her to the authorities, all while Kazuichi and Mahiru kept sneaking glances at each other.

When they finally returned to her room, Mahiru once again gave Kazuichi a look, and as Hiyoko went one way, Kazuichi went the other. However, once Hiyoko turned the corner, Kazuichi turned back and ran back up to her, and Mahiru cleared her throat.

"To be clear…we aren't going to do anything…extreme, okay?" Mahiru said.

"So just like…making out and stuff?" he asked. Mahiru blushed and nodded, and so Kazuichi opened the door for the two of them to step inside and lock it behind them.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Absolutely."

Chiaki and Hajime walked down the street holding hands and looking shy as people admired the naked girl, who wasn't doing anything to cover herself up anymore. It still felt somewhat mortifying to do so, but with Hajime's hand in her own, she felt she could do anything. They were currently heading to the arcade for their first proper date, and Chiaki was incredibly excited. Going to an arcade by itself would be exciting, but going with her new boyfriend made it ten times better.

She wasn't accustomed to all the people looking at her, or mothers covering their kids' faces as they gave the two of them—particularly her—dirty looks. She was used to people staring but, likely due to her not covering at all, they seemed even more annoyed than before. She even saw one woman calling someone. She was just shocked that it seemed some people still hadn't heard about her.

"L-Let's hurry before that person finishes calling the police," Hajime said, having also noticed the woman.

"Yeah," Chiaki agreed as the two picked up their pace. Chiaki felt her chest jiggle, which despite her growing confidence in showing her body, still made her blush deeply and receive even more attention. A couple across the street stopped as the man started staring hard at Chiaki, and as they passed, the gamer could hear the two beginning to argue, which only made her feel bad.

Eventually, they could see the arcade and Chiaki didn't know whether to feel more relieved or worried as another thought occurred to her. She knew that when she played games like the ones that would be in the arcade, it often involved her rapidly moving her body, which would cause it to jiggle even more than it already was. On top of that, it would likely be filled with kids, which only made her hesitate further.

Before she could call it off though, Hajime was already gently pulling her towards it, and she willed her feet to move, neither of them aware that someone was following somewhat close behind them as they entered the arcade.

Almost immediately, Chiaki could hear gasps from the various kids around them. Some looked as young as seven while others looked like they were teenagers. A few even looked to be her age. The teenagers especially went wide-eyed at the sight of her and began to frantically grab their phones. Chiaki felt herself trembling in place, which must've been obvious since Hajime squeezed her hand.

"Just ignore them, and have fun, okay?" he whispered, and she could only give a nod in response as they walked deeper inside. A man was standing at the prize desk since some of the game gave you tickets to exchange for said prizes, and he practically beamed at the sight of Chiaki, who had to turn her gaze away. The urge to cover herself was stronger than it had ever been since she first decided to start showing herself, and the only reason she didn't was because Hajime was there holding her hand.

They walked up to a classic game, Galaga, which made her smile. The one accessory she'd been allowed to keep was the Galaga pin in her hair that she always wore, and always had spares of.

"You got this?" he asked, and she took a deep breath before nodding. She knew that some of the kids were currently gathering around them, but she would stay focused. The high scores flashed on the screen, and Chiaki smiled as she stared at the top one.

With that, Hajime let go of her hand and gave her a few coins that she slid into the machine. The game started, and as Chiaki took another breath, she focused herself and began to play.

It didn't take long for the crowd's attention to start swaying.

Originally, the kids, mostly teenagers, were ogling Chiaki's ass or trying to get a view of her side boob, but over time, as Chiaki honed in on the game, on her talent, their attention started shifting to the game. Perhaps originally they'd only seen her as a pretty face and sexy body, but as she blasted through wave after wave of the game, they started seeing her as she actually was: a gamer.

She didn't take a single hit as she went through wave after wave of aliens. Just like she'd expected, her body swayed with her movements, making her chest sway along with her. Some of the kids noticed, but most were only absentmindedly recording her now as most of their focus was on the game.

Before long, she passed the 50th wave, and Hajime was smiling as even though she looked like she was concentrating immensely, he could tell she was having fun. It also helped that he was enjoying the view. He felt a sudden temptation to touch her ass to make her jump and throw her off, but he knew she'd get super mad at him for it, so he held off. Though with her constantly moving hips, it was hard not to stare at them instead, and wonder how soft they really were.

He hoped he'd find out soon enough.

He wasn't sure how much time passed, but he had eventually started cheering for her, and before she knew it, she'd reached wave 200, and allowed herself to be killed there with a sigh. The crowd cheered for her, her new score destroying the old one. Chiaki turned to face everyone and gave a dramatic bow, her face clear of any sort of blush, which Hajime was proud of her for.

Off at the edge of the crowd though, someone looked to be practically seething. Neither Chiaki nor Hajime noticed the girl staring daggers at her, however.

The kids in the crowd asked her all sorts of questions about her strategies and how she'd managed to do so well, and she did her best to answer them, though most of her answers were simply "a lot of practice". Eventually, Hajime managed to pull her away to another corner of the arcade. Some people followed them, but neither seemed to mind now that they weren't wholly focused on her nudity, and rather wanted to see her play more. They found a cabinet that was a two-player game that used guns. The two slid their coins in, picked up the guns, and started the game.

Hajime was mostly able to keep up with her as she blasted away zombies, but even when he wasn't, and was falling behind, she was able to take care of the ones on his side of the screen as well. In return, he did his best to help her as well. She allowed him to gather the various power-ups, and together they plowed through the game mostly without issue. Hajime lost more health than she did, but she had a few missteps of her own.

The two managed to conquer the entire game in a matter of two hours. By that time, several of the kids had to leave but many had made sure to get selfies with the two of them—some of them even taking pictures of themselves directly next to Chiaki's ass—before leaving. Hajime had been paying attention however, and anytime he'd seen someone trying to get a touch in on her butt, he'd give them the most vile look until they back off.

"Woo…that was pretty good, huh?" Hajime asked as he set down the gun and looked over at his girlfriend.

"It was so much fun!!" Chiaki cried with glee as she hugged him. He once again felt two soft mounds against his chest, and he blushed as he hugged her back. The few kids who stuck around were slowly dispersing as well.

"I told you you didn't need to worry," he said, and she nodded.

"You're right, thank you." She leaned back, her smile beaming. "This was so much fun, we definitely need to do it again sometime!"

"Absolutely!" Hajime said and held out a hand for her to happily take as the two turned and started walking back towards the door. "Next time though, let's stick to two-player games. While it is fun to cheer you on while you destroy a high score, I'd like to actually play with you more." Chiaki giggled.

"I'll keep it in mind," she promised as the two walked out the door. A minute later, their stalker followed after them.

"I don't get what he sees in her…" Natsumi said as she walked behind them, far enough to not be noticed. "She played a game by herself for hours! Is it seriously just her annoying tits?!"

Natsumi had come to an annoying realization the other day when Hajime told her he was daring Chiaki. She'd somehow developed a crush on him, and it absolutely disgusted her, yet she couldn't deny her feelings, nor deny the frustration she felt that he was dating that naked big tit bitch rather than her when she was clearly superior in every way! Except for the chest, maybe, which was why she was so sure it had to be something related to that. It certainly wasn't her ass, which Natsumi knew for a fact she had a better one of.

So she'd decided to follow them on their date, but it only left her feeling more hopeless and confused, as well as angry as she watched the girl flaunt her jugs around like it wasn't a big deal. It was absolutely grating.

Natsumi had learned nothing by the time they made it back, and had to watch as Hajime awkwardly hugged and told each other good night before going their separate ways. Natsumi debated going after Hajime, but she wasn't sure she could come up with a good excuse as to how they'd coincidentally met. So instead, she decided to trudge her way back to her room, grasping at her chest almost absentmindedly as she thought about what she was going to do.