With the start of a new year came a new set of classes, with 78 being one of the batches that came along. As every student walked up to the towering building, seeing the school logo atop the highest point, it filled them all with a sense of awe, but none more so than Makoto Naegi, who, as he walked up to the building that would be his home for the next three years, felt a strange feeling throughout his body.

A feeling that incredible things were about to happen.

Little did he know that Junko Enoshima and Mukuro Ikusaba were standing behind him, and had a plan for their time at school, mostly devised by Junko. She was absentmindedly drawing something in a notebook as they walked behind Makoto, something that probably wouldn't be that important.

"I'm assuming you've changed the plan since the Izuru Kamakura Project failed?" Mukuro asked. She'd always gone along with whatever plans her sister came up with, and she had been almost excited to enact the genius one Junko had come up with for their time at Hope's Peak. Yet once they'd discovered the Kamakura Project, the cornerstone of their plan, had failed, Junko had yet to fill Mukuro in on what the next step was, though Mukuro, of course, still believed in her sister. "Are we still going to make the student council kill themselves?"

"Of course I have," Junko said, answering the first question as she continued drawing what looked like a cartoon bear, though she didn't know what its purpose would be yet, if any. "You'll find out, just let the process take its course." Mukuro should've found her evasive tone concerning, but she simply nodded instead. "Plus, for the moment, I'm more excited by the prospect of the Nudity Program~" At that, Mukuro blushed.

"R-Right…" Mukuro wasn't as sex and nudity-crazed as her sister could be at times, so the entire idea merely brought a blush to her face more than anything else. She couldn't imagine having to spend three years of schooling completely naked at all times. She already wasn't very confident in her body thanks to Junko, so that only made the prospect worse.

Especially if she had to do it in front of the boy walking ahead of them into the building.

Mukuro gulped as she watched him. Makoto Naegi. Out of all the students they'd stalked and spied on, getting to see what kind of people would be joining their class, Makoto had interested Mukuro and Junko the most, though for different reasons. Junko was interested in his luck, which although different from Nagito Komaeda's, was certainly something that fascinated Junko. For Mukuro, it was simply…who he was. What he was like. They'd watched him and seen that he was a great older brother to his sister, that he was always friendly and willing to help out people he came across, and was simply an overall great guy. He was the kind of guy who would make for a great husband in every regard.

And Mukuro found herself blushing whenever she thought of him afterwards.

"Come on, you slowpoke."

Junko grabbed Mukuro tightly by the hand and started pulling her towards the building, throwing her out of her thoughts as the two approached, with Mukuro questioning what was going on.

"No."

Jin had barely let his daughter finish speaking before he gave his answer.

"Am I on the deny list?" Kyoko asked as she crossed her arms and tapped her gloved finger against her arm.

"N-No, but-"

"Then you have no right to deny me."

"Why would you want this?" Jin asked. It had been his worst fear come true, as almost as soon as Kyoko had entered Hope's Peak, she'd gone to her father's office to enter into the Nudity Program. "This is a stupid idea, and you know it!"

"Do I? What makes you say that?" Kyoko asked coldly.

"How about you just tell me why you want to, then?" he questioned, and she didn't give a reply. "Are you really going to put yourself into a situation where you can't wear any clothing at all for three years just to spite me? Do you really hate me so much that you're so blinded by it that you'll humiliate yourself for it?"

"No. I'll keep my gloves on, of course, so I won't be completely bare," she said.

"That's not the point!" Jin said as he slammed his hands on the desk.

"Look, you know you don't have the power to say no," Kyoko argued. "You're required to have at least one from this class be nude, and I'm applying, so you can't say no."

"How do you know all that?"

"I do my research like a proper detective," she said pointedly, and he sighed.

"I…please reconsider," he begged. "You don't realize what you're getting yourself into-"

"I do," she said. "I am not a child."

"You're acting like one, though!"

"Accept my request now," she demanded.

"I…please…"

"Accept it. And if someone else does happen to apply, then even if I'm no longer the requirement, I still wish to apply anyway," she went on. "And if you don't honor my request, then I'll apply to them directly."

"Kyoko, don't."

"This conversation is over. Goodbye." With that, she turned on her heel and left before Jin could get in another word. He slumped in his chair, knowing that he didn't have any choice. She was right that he needed someone, and if she was applying, he had to accept. Even if someone else did come in right now to apply, he knew his daughter well enough to know she would go so far as to talk to the higher-ups about the program, and she'd be accepted to go naked either way. He literally had no choice.

He grabbed the form from his desk and, with a sigh, began to fill it out with his daughter's name when the door opened. He looked up to see someone he didn't recognize for a moment before remembering it was one of the new students starting tomorrow. He had to fish around in his brain for a moment before remembering her name.

Before he could say anything, she opened her mouth and smiled. "We would like to apply for the Nudity Program!" The girl she was holding tightly by the hand, her sister Mukuro, went wide-eyed.

"Wait, what?!"

Jin almost felt like this was a saving grace, but he still knew that Kyoko would approach his higher-ups and get accepted anyway, even if he signed these two up first, so he merely sighed. "Alright."

"W-Wait, Junko! I-I didn't-!"

"Ignore her, she's just nervous," Junko said as she placed her hand over Mukuro's face, making her sputter as Jin grabbed two more pieces of paper and started filling them out for the two girls. Mukuro kept trying to object at first, but when Junko started digging her nails into her face, she stopped and merely made a noise similar to a whimper. Once everything was filled out, Jin told them they had to come to class tomorrow naked, and so with a smile, Junko walked off, carrying her distressed-looking sister behind her. Jin turned his attention back to Kyoko's form and let out another sigh as he continued filling it out, though he felt disgusted with himself the entire time.

"Wh-What the hell?!" Mukuro cried as they were back out into the hallway and making their way to their rooms. "I-I can't be n-naked in front of everyone! I'm…I'm…"

"Ugly? Yeah, I know," Junko said with a mischievous smile. "But there's no way I'm gonna do it alone when I can have my sister do it with me!"

"But why? Why do I need to be a part of this?"

"Because I said so," Junko answered as if that explained everything.

"I-Is this…part of the new plan?" Mukuro asked hesitantly.

"Yep!" her sister replied, still wearing that smile.

"But…I've never…I know I can handle a lot, but being naked 24/7 in front of all these people is just…"

"Well, it doesn't matter because it's happening whether you want it to or not," Junko said before stopping and turning to face her. "Just trust in the process, okay?"

"But Junko-"

"No buts except your scrawny nude ass and my banging behind tomorrow, alright~?" With that, Junko once again turned and walked away, dramatically shaking her hips as she walked to emphasize her point. As Mukuro thought about being nude in front of their classmates and in front of Makoto, her face burned so hot she had to cover it with her hands as she meekly began to follow her sister with a heavy heart.

And by the end of the day, all the paperwork was finalized, and news was sent to each of the three new nudists, all of whom reacted in different ways as they prepared for their first day of class.

"Makoto?!"

The boy in question turned as he was entering the classroom, and his eyes went wide as he saw her. Sayaka Maizono, the idol sensation, someone he hadn't seen in years.

"You…Sayaka!" he said in surprise. "You…remember me?"

"Of course I do! Why wouldn't I?" Sayaka asked, her smile almost dazzling, even without her being onstage.

"I'm…not usually very memorable," Makoto replied with a nervous laugh.

"Well, you were to me!" Sayaka remarked as she reached over and embraced the boy, making his face turn beet red as he wasn't sure how to respond at first or if he should hug back.

Before he could decide, she pulled away, though she was still smiling as she entered the classroom. "Let's try to hang out sometime, alright?"

Makoto nodded, and with that, the two of them went to their assigned seats as various other students shuffled into the classroom. Introductions would begin once everyone was in, though Makoto knew most of them already from his research prior, and couldn't believe he was sitting in the same room as such amazing prodigies. He almost felt out of place, though a reassuring smile from Sayaka made him feel better.

Eventually, every seat was filled except for three, and while Makoto originally assumed they would just be late, or that the teacher would wait, he was surprised when the teacher walked up to the front and cleared his throat.

"It looks like everyone is here," he said, and it looked like Makoto wasn't the only confused one. Yet before anyone could ask, he continued. "The last three students are…special." He seemed to crinkle his nose upon saying it. "So they must be introduced separately."

As the moment of confusion passed, Makoto had an idea of what was about to happen, and sat up in his seat in a mixture of excitement and alarm as the door opened. All eyes went to the door, then went wide as three naked girls walked into the room.

"Junko Enoshima, Mukuro Ikusaba, and Kyoko Kirigiri will be in the Nudity Program for all three years of their schooling here," the teacher said, making an obvious effort not to look at them. Junko stood tall and proud, hands on her hips as she left her large bust and shapely hips on display. Her body was bare of all hair except the ones on her head, and she looked freshly shaved, too, as if she always knew she was going to join.

Kyoko and Mukuro, on the other hand, did not look to be enjoying themselves. Both of their faces were red as they covered themselves, and Mukuro was outright trembling as her eyes darted around the room. When they briefly met Makoto's, she turned her face away and let out a small whimper. Kyoko meanwhile, despite the red face, looked stone-cold. Surprisingly though, she still had on black gloves.

Makoto sat back in his seat as he stared at the naked girls for a while before realizing that was probably rude and looked away. He'd known about the program beforehand, since it got talked about on the news a lot several months ago, and it came along with his research. Apparently, some people in the class had no idea what was happening as Sayaka raised her hand and asked what he was talking about, and the teacher quickly explained what it was as the nude girls went to their seats, Mukuro seemingly doing her best to keep anyone from looking at her butt, while Junko walked down the aisle as if she was walking down a catwalk, and Kyoko walked as if she wasn't bothered. Kyoko and Mukuro both seemed to jolt when they sat their bare butts on the seat, though. Every hormonal instinct in Makoto's body was telling him to look, but he kept his eyes away.

So, instead, his brain conjured up an image of Sayaka joining the program, and suddenly, the boy had to cross his legs as his body shuddered.

After the introduction of the nudists and answering various questions, such as explaining that Kyoko specifically requested her gloves, and the headmaster got the request approved, the class began like normal, and everybody was introduced along with their talent. Most students went to the front to introduce themselves, but the teacher allowed Kyoko and Mukuro to stay in their seats. He offered the same to Junko, but she pushed her way to the front and introduced herself as a model, practically flaunting her nude body for everyone to see, which many of the men and some of the women appreciated greatly before the teacher shooed her back to her seat.

By the time they finished, homeroom was done, and everybody began filing out into the hall for the next class.

"Makoto!"

Makoto turned to find Sayaka approaching again, but this time, she didn't look as happy. "H-Hey, Sayaka, is something wrong?"

"What? Noooo, it's nothing, I just…" She hesitated for a moment. "Did you…ah…look at those girls a lot?"

"What?! Oh, I mean, well yeah, a little, but I couldn't really help it, you know?" he said as Sayaka frowned. "B-But I tried not to stare or anything…"

"Right…" Sayaka crossed her arms. "Why would they even want to do it in the first place? Why would any self-respecting woman display themselves like that?"

"Maybe they were required to?" Makoto offered as people shuffled past them. "If I recall correctly, the first participant last year didn't have a choice."

"Really? That's horrible! What reason could there possibly be for that?" Sayaka asked, and Makoto was about to give his opinion when he felt something incredibly soft press against his side, and Sayaka went still.

"Makoto Naegi, right? Nice to meet you~!"

Makoto turned to find that Junko Enoshima had an arm over his shoulder, her breast pressing into his side. His eyes flicked to it, briefly staring at her exposed pink nipple before looking away red-faced. "H-Hey! Y-Your-"

"This is my sister, Mukuro. Come on, don't be shy!"

With that, Junko grabbed Mukuro by the arm and practically threw her against Makoto. Reflexively, Makoto thrust out his arms, and as she crashed against him, he grabbed her waist, leaving him gasping as not only he felt her soft skin beneath his hands but her small, yet still noticeably soft chest pushed against his own. Mukuro froze on the spot for a moment as she let out a pained choking sound.

"S-Sorry!" he cried as he pushed her away, unsure what else to do.

"I hate you so much," Mukuro said to Junko under her breath, but Junko just laughed.

"You know, you're quite cute," Junko said as she further pressed her body against Makoto's, leaving him shaking as there was twitching in his pants, leaving him desperately trying not to look. "You should come hang out with us sometime. Maybe go to a karaoke bar, get us one of the far back, private rooms~"

"O-Okay, can you stop?" Sayaka finally said. "Can't you see you're making him uncomfortable?"

"If he's uncomfortable, he can tell me to stop," she said as she grabbed him and pulled him in close where, much to Mukuro and Sayaka's horror, his face was now buried in her chest and was redder than he'd ever recalled it being before. "So, what do you say, Makoto? Wanna hang out sometime~?"

"S-Sure?" Makoto gasped, his cheeks surrounded by utter soft bounciness. Junko giggled and finally released him, allowing him to breathe properly as he nearly fell into Sayaka's arms. Junko blew him a kiss as she left, pulling Mukuro along with her as she purposefully sashayed her hips, getting the attention of almost everyone as she walked away.

"Are you okay?" Sayaka asked, and Makoto gave a weak nod, his face still red. Sayaka turned to glare at Junko's back as she left.

She vowed not to let the girl win this war, even if she'd won the battle.