"M-MAHIRU?!"

Sato cried her name and leapt out of her seat in shock as Mahiru sat down at her table completely nude. Her hands were desperately planted across her chest and between her legs. Her outburst immediately brought more attention to them from the other reserve course students than she was already getting. Her face burned as she cleared her throat.

"P-Please sit down, Sato…" Mahiru asked quietly.

"B-But you're…h-here, take my-" she started as she began to remove her jacket, but Mahiru shook her head.

"Haven't you heard of the nudity program the school is doing?" Mahiru asked, aware of just how many people were looking at her. Nearly everyone in the cafeteria had stopped whatever they were doing to stare, even as they still whispered and talked amongst themselves.

"Yeah, but I thought that was just the one girl, the gamer or whoever it was," Sato said as she continued standing, regardless of what Mahiru had said.

"Originally, yes, but they wanted another one so I…volunteered."

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"

Mahiru cringed at her friend's shout as she glanced around the room. There wasn't a single pair of eyes, male or female, that wasn't looking at her at that moment. Perhaps it had been a bad idea to come into such a public space.

"C-Can we go somewhere else?" Mahiru asked quietly, her voice nearly coming out in a whine. Sato blinked and finally seemed to realize the attention she was bringing to the two of them. Blushing, she nodded, and Mahiru stood. She heard gasps and whispers, and she knew it was because people were staring at her ass, but regardless, the two quickly hurried out.

After some time moving down hallways and getting an endless amount of stares and pictures taken of her, they eventually made their way to a secret spot just behind the school. Some students lingered around outside, but they were far enough away that Mahiru felt able to relax. "So…tell me everything," Sato said. Mahiru quickly explained how Chiaki was forced into the program, how she'd been taking it, and how Mahiru did the same so she wouldn't be alone. By the time she finished, Sato's expression was hard to read.

"Was Chiaki okay with that?" she finally asked.

"Not at first," Mahiru admitted. "But she eventually accepted it, and I think she appreciates it now."

"And you really did all of that for her?" Mahiru blushed, but nodded. "Why?"

"Because…she's my…friend." She hesitated on the last word.

"So you would've done the same for me if I had been the one?" she asked, and Mahiru nodded immediately. Even if they hadn't been able to hang out much since the school year started, she was still one of Mahiru's closest friends, and she would've done it for her if she asked. Sato sighed, and looked the girl up and down, making Mahiru's cheeks heat further. "What's it…like?"

"Absolutely mortifying," she answered honestly. "I think it'll be a while before I get used to it."

"I don't think I could ever do something like that, especially if I was the first or even second person to do it," Sato said.

"I believe they'll probably be adding more people to the program as it goes on," Mahiru said. "Probably some boys too, so they can get both genders." Sato wrinkled her nose.

"A bunch of boys having their junk hanging out all the time? Sounds like a nightmare…" Mahiru suddenly thought of Kazuichi walking around naked, and she nearly shuddered for a reason she didn't want to think about. Despite that, she found herself laughing.

"I don't think it would be any worse than what I'm already experiencing," she replied. "People are constantly taking pictures of me, hoping I slip up and show off a nipple or something…"

"I couldn't imagine," Sato said as she hugged her own frame.

"Chiaki and Hiyoko are very supportive, thankfully," Mahiru said, and recapped what had happened the previous day, how Chiaki had protected her, as did Hiyoko, despite how she herself was almost exposed. Sato went wide-eyed.

"Wow…that's…incredible, honestly. Again, and no offense to you or our friendship, but I don't think I could do that."

"No, I totally understand, and I'd never ask you to," Mahiru said and smiled. "Chiaki is…amazing."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah…" Mahiru continued, looking off into the distance. "She's brave and so kind, and honestly, really smart when she wants to be. She takes everything as best she can and doesn't let it get her down. It's so…admirable." Sato didn't reply, and when Mahiru was able to shake herself out of her thoughts, she turned to find Sato staring at her with a small smile. "Wh-What?"

"High praise," she said, and Mahiru's blush returned as she took a shaky breath.

"H-Hey, Sato? Can I…tell you something?"

"Anything."

"Don't laugh, okay?"

"I won't."

"It's serious."

"Mahiru, I won't laugh! Just tell me," Sato urged. Mahiru took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"I…I think I'm in love with Chiaki."

Mahiru waited for the laughter, but it never came. She waited for several seconds before opening her eyes and found herself staring at a smiling Sato. "Well?"

"Well, what?" Mahiru asked.

"When are you going to tell her?"

Mahiru balked. "I…I…I'm too scared to…"

"Why?" Sato asked as she cocked her head.

"I-I don't even know if she likes girls! Hell, I didn't know I did until just recently!" Mahiru cried. "And if she says no, what about our friendship? That's the whole reason I did this so if I end up stuck like this without having her as a friend, naked for no reason and forced to be gawked at-"

"Hey, hey, calm down, okay?" Sato quickly said as she gently put her hands on her friend's shoulders. It felt strange to be touching them directly, but it didn't matter at that moment. "Look, it seems like Chiaki really cares about you, right?" Mahiru nodded. "I don't know her myself, but the way to describe her, she seems like the type where even if she said no, she'd hate to lose you as a friend." Mahiru looked up to meet her eyes.

"You really…think so?" she asked quietly, and Sato nodded.

"I'm sure it wouldn't ruin your friendship. Plus, if she says yes…" Sato trailed off, but Mahiru knew she didn't need to finish. The idea of dating a girl, of dating Chiaki…it made her head spin in such a good way. Mahiru smiled.

"Thank you," she said. Sato gave her a smile in return.

"What do people see in that girl?"

Both girls jumped as someone plopped down on the grass next to them, with Mahiru going so far as to nearly scream. Both girls narrowed their eyes as they saw who it was, however. "Natsumi…"

"Were you eavesdropping on us?!" Mahiru cried. She'd been told about this girl who'd barged in on her first day and basically called everyone else useless, proclaiming how she'd get to join the Ultimate Class alongside her brother, Fuyuhiko. It was her first time meeting her, but it wasn't a good first impression.

"Not intentionally…at first," she admitted. "I was just coming by because I know this little secluded place behind the school, and I usually use it for lunch to stop people in the cafeteria from bothering me." She looked between the two girls. "But then I found you two here and when you mentioned Chiaki, I wanted to listen in."

"That's terrible, though not surprising coming from you," Sato said, and Natsumi smirked.

"Seriously though, what do you all see in that weird girl? You and Hajime. She's just a gamer nerd with big tits, not that they're really all that impressive…"

"Probably more impressive than you," Sato mumbled.

"Oh, can't you stop being jealous for a few minutes and be civil?" Natsumi asked.

"Why should I be civil to someone as trashy as you?" Sato asked, giving her a wicked grin in response. Natsumi bristled.

"At least my friend isn't a shameless girl who wants to show off her body for everyone to see~"

"At least I have friends~"

"Better not to have one than one who's always naked~"

"You know, maybe you should try being a nudist, maybe then people will actually care about you~" Sato said sweetly.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, you pervert~?" Natsumi said in return, and Sato blinked, her smile falling.

"H-Huh?"

"Oh please. It's clear you're a lesbian with the way you act around her," She gestured towards Mahiru, who went wide-eyed, "so clearly you'd love to see me naked too in all my beauty~"

"Wh-What?! Th-That's-!"

"No need to deny it~" Natsumi continued. "It's only natural that someone who's into girls would want to see my beautiful nude form in all its glory!" Sato blinked and looked over at Mahiru, who shrugged. As Natsumi laughed, Sato seemed to get an idea and smirked again. Suddenly, she leaned forward until her face was inches from Natsumi's.

"Would you want me to look~?" Natsumi suddenly paused.

"Huh? Wait, when did you get so close-"

"I'm asking…would you want me to look at you naked~? Since I'm supposedly such an obvious lesbian~" Sato dared inch herself even closer until their noses were nearly touching. Natsumi's face bloomed a bright red. "Because that's what I'm getting from this conversation, you sexy exhibitonist~"

"Wh-Wha…I-I…w-we…" Natsumi stuttered. Her face twisted into one of embarrassment and anger as she yanked herself away and stormed off, leaving Sato and Mahiru giggling.

"Impressive," Mahiru said, and Sato sighed.

"Yeah, but now I feel all flustered, too," she said with another giggle. Indeed, her face was flushed, but not nearly to the same degree as Natsumi's had been. "Anyway…what are you going to do?" Mahiru thought it over a bit before sighing.

"I'm going to ask for Hiyoko's opinion, too."

"Why?"

"Because she's also my friend, and I feel like I should, you know?" Mahiru asked. Sato didn't look like she particularly agreed with that, but she didn't say anything against it. "Most likely…I'm gonna tell her."

"Good. You deserve to be happy," Sato said. "And even if it isn't with her, it'll be with someone else, I'm sure."

"Yeah," Mahiru agreed with a nod as she once again looked out at the students running around and finishing up their lunches.

With that, she began to eat as well, thinking about what she was going to do.

"Of course you should tell her!"

Hiyoko's response was practically the same when Mahiru asked her once classes were finished. Her hands went to her hips as she stared at her friend.

"You…really think I should?" Mahiru asked. They were hanging out in Hiyoko's room, away from more prying eyes. Mahiru already had enough of those, she didn't need them on while she was telling another friend about her crush.

"Obviously! Of course, if you're into girls now, I'm surprised you'd go for her when I'm right here," she said jokingly as she gestured to herself, "but if it'll make you happy, you need to go for it!" Mahiru gulped and sighed.

"But what if-"

"If she says no, it's her loss," Hiyoko said plainly. Mahiru bit her lip and then smiled.

"Right, thank you, Hiyoko. Then…I-I will. I'll tell her." Hiyoko smiled back.

"When?"

"Tomorrow. I think she's hanging out with Hajime today and I wouldn't want to interrupt them." Hiyoko frowned at that, but didn't say anything more. Mahiru felt…good. Happy.

Because Sato was right. Even if Chiaki said no, there was no doubt she'd want to stay friends. Sure, it would hurt, but she could get over it. She'd find someone else. And if Chiaki said yes…

It would be magical.

Hajime glanced up from his game to look at Chiaki. They were sitting together on their usual bench, but this time was different.

Chiaki wasn't covering herself at all.

Usually, when they played she clamped her legs together or brought her knees to her chest, or did something similar. Today though…she was sitting casually. As if she wasn't fully exposing herself to Hajime.

She sat cross-legged on the bench facing him as she played, facing away from the path leading to the doors, meaning if anyone glanced over to them, all they would see would be Chiaki's back and the top of her butt. Hajime however could see everything.

He tried to be respectful and not look, but his eyes kept glancing between her legs, since she held the console up near her chest, which also swayed gently as she pressed the buttons. She was completely shaved, which still surprised Hajime, and while he couldn't see it all from the way he was sitting, it was certainly enough to factor into his 'sessions' late at night. Her large, beautiful chest moving back and forth didn't help either.

That was why she was beating him so thoroughly.

"Are you even trying?" she asked as she glanced up just as he looked away.

"S-Sorry, I'm distracted today," he replied.

"Is everything okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, it's…nothing," he said. She raised an eyebrow but didn't question further as she raised the console again and resumed playing. He really didn't know if she was just unaware of the effect she was having on him, or just playing around. He knew she'd never distract him intentionally, as she liked playing fair.

Regardless, he was having a great time.

And so neither of them noticed someone watching from behind a bush in the distance, staring at the two with a frown on her face.

"Seriously, what do they see in her? Other than those fat tits," Natsumi questioned. From this angle, she could see the side view of the girl's chest, and could see Hajime occasionally peeking at them, and also between her legs. Every time he did, Natsumi felt a strange pang of annoyance. It wasn't the usual kind she felt when dealing with an annoying classmate, however. This was…different. More visceral. She couldn't explain it.

As she watched them for a while, she began to grow bored. Yawning, she was about to take her leave when someone new showed up, someone she had never seen before.

"Hey!"

Hajime and Chiaki turned to see Tenko of all people excitedly running towards them. She had a rip down the side of her shirt and her hair was a mess. The sight of her alarmed the two as they shot to their feet. "Tenko? Why are you…what happened?"

"Oh, I cut my shirt climbing the fence, and fell in a bush," she explained, as if it were no big deal. She sat herself down on the bench next to them. "So what's up? Playing games?" She warily eyed Chiaki, who still remained uncovered.

"Wait…but you…you can't just do that, can you?" Hajime asked aloud. "You're not a student…"

"Well yeah, but I don't have your phone number and I wanted to talk to you," Tenko said, and Hajime blinked.

"Do you have Chiaki's?"

"Yes."

"Why did you ask her for it?" Tenko stayed still for a moment staring at him with a small smile on her face.

"Ah."

"Okay, well, regardless, please don't do that again. Here," he said as he took out his phone, as did she. They quickly exchanged numbers. "What was so urgent to ask about?"

"Well…I guess it's not really urgent, but I really wanted to ask you some questions. Questions that I've never been able to ask degene—I-I mean…ahem…males before."

"Good job catching yourself," Hajime said semi-sarcastically, and Tenko cleared her throat as she leaned in.

"About the penis-"

"Oh god," Hajime said.

"Does it hurt when you get…hard for a long time?"

"Do I really have to answer this?" Hajime asked, as Chiaki and Natsumi also blushed from their respective spots.

"Please? I've never been able to ask, and I'm…too scared to look it up online," she said, and Hajime sighed.

"No, not really. It doesn't hurt," he finally replied.

"How long does it take you to finish?"

"TENKO!" he cried.

"Come on, please!" Chiaki and Natsumi also seemed interested, though Hajime of course couldn't see either of them. His cheeks flushed as he sighed, and he spoke quietly, so much so that Natsumi almost didn't hear.

"I-It can take anywhere from a minute to 15…it depends on how I'm feeling…"

"Fascinating…" Tenko said.

"What about you?"

"H-Huh?!"

"Am I allowed to ask you the same thing?" he questioned, and now her cheeks flushed.

"E-Ew! No!"

"Tenko, that's not really fair…" Chiaki finally spoke up, but Tenko shook her head.

"D-Don't care! Not answering!"

"I won't answer anything else unless you give me an answer to one question."

"Can it be anything else?" Tenko pleaded.

"If I ask something else, you'll answer it?"

"Yes! Anything!" she asked, anticipating him to probably ask about her bust size or something else like that. He smirked as he stared her in the eyes.

"How often do you masturbate then?"

Tenko's face burst into red and twisted into anger. "I-I won't—!"

"Then you won't get anything else out of me," he said, crossing his arms, and Chiaki nearly laughed. Tenko seemed to consider it for a moment before she sighed. She turned her head away and poured, mumbling something. "What was that?" Hajime asked. She mumbled again. "I didn't hear you."

"I-I said…t-two…"

"Two times a day?"

"Y-Yes…"

"Lewd."

"H-HEY!" she cried.

"You're the one asking about penises here." Tenko opened her mouth to retort and then closed it with a sigh. Her thighs rubbed together in embarrassment as she did the same with her hands.

"O-One more question, then."

"Shoot."

"H-Have you ever had…a girlfriend?" Hajime blinked, but she continued. "O-Or had…sex?"

"That's two-"

"J-Just answer!" she demanded. He sighed.

"No. To both." Little did he know, both Chiaki and Natsumi seemed to let out a small sigh, though neither of them would admit why. Tenko found herself smiling.

"A pure man, if you're telling the truth…maybe my master was wrong after all. Or you're just the best man in the world."

"I'd agree with the second," Chiaki said, and Hajime turned to look at her in shock. This time, she did laugh, as did Tenko, though she was still blushing furiously. She stood up and brushed herself off.

"Well, I have to go. Thank you for answering my current questions."

"Does that mean you'll have more?" he asked in exasperation.

"Yes, but it'll be over text now. Easier for both of us, probably," she said and waved goodbye as she took a deep breath, and began sprinting down the path, seemingly ready to take the front gate instead of the fence again. She was likely running to avoid suspicion since she wasn't wearing the uniform. Hajime and Chiaki watched her leave before both sighed.

"She's…an interesting one, huh?" Hajime asked, and Chiaki nodded. He turned to her. "Thank you for the compliment."

"Of course, it's true after all, you're the best man I know," she said and flashed him a smile. He returned it, and the two soon after went back to playing. This time, however, Hajime made sure to pay attention to the game.

And of course, neither of them noticed Natsumi angrily slipping away.