Kurumu sighed upon seeing the start of the perimeter wall through the thin woods up ahead on her left. She disliked walking in silence but Umizake was not very talkative. He was unhappy that Kurumu got to sleep with Mizore again while he was stuck with the couch.
Kurumu absently adjusted the strap of her schoolbag which crossed over the swell of her aching bosom contained within her PSC jacket. The black tank top she was wearing underneath this thick fabric was not nearly as protective as the pink shirt she had worn yesterday. Unfortunately that pink shirt was one of her pajama sets without a bottom. She could not wear that while doing Kokoa's laundry tonight.
Ms. Kiyomizu had wanted all of them to be dressed in PSC attire for this morning's dress code inspection. Being the only PSC member with one uniform, Kurumu had been forced to do laundry last night. But as next Thursday was during midterm exams, the PSC would not have a meeting requiring this attire. She would not need to do laundry before next Friday night.
That uniform Umizake had on was also fresh. Mizore had decided to do his laundry, hanging out with Kurumu while Umizake and Mrs. Shirayuki cared for Hatsue. They passed by the first of the four boards flanking the main trail, steadily approaching the school gate.
Murakami's punishment would be determined by Yukari's grandfather. When Ms. Kiyomizu had brought up the possibility of expulsion, the young man had thrown himself at Yukari's feet and begged for mercy. Yukari had asked if turning him over to Fairy Tale was an option. The PSC advisor had offered to look into it but had warned Yukari to not be surprised if there were no laws against his actions. While humans in Japan had privacy laws, the most Yukari could hope for was a civil lawsuit against Murakami.
The PSC had recovered hundreds of photographs from Murakami's room. More than half were of Yukari in her bathroom or her closet. Most were of her changing attire so there were some partial nudes mixed in with the lingerie and pajama shots.
The dance club girls were the only victims with curvaceous bodies. Given his preferences, it was a little surprising that he had kept copies of these. It was probably because all of those pictures had been full nudes since those girls wore nothing beneath their leotards.
The rest of his victims were short, petite and underdeveloped. Nenryou Kanon fit into this category along with the Akebara sisters, the Hitsuji sisters and several other girls whom unfortunately had fourth period gym. His childhood friend, Ono Mayu, had the second most pictures in this unsavory collection. Most of these girls had no reason to change their bra for gym so there were only a few photos with bared tits.
There had been no pictures of Ms. Iwasaki in his room which might have been a problem for Doroishi if Murakami had tried to deny taking them. Those pictures of the third year teacher had been the most innocent and harmless photographs taken by Murakami. Doubting their testimonies, Ms. Kiyomizu had left the meeting last night to search Doroishi's room to make certain there was nothing worse. If nothing was found in his possession, Doroishi would face no consequences.
Ms. Kiyomizu had been more willing to believe Yamakaji whom had surrendered pictures of Nenryou which were all identical to the ones recovered from Murakami's room. Yamakaji had been distressed upon learning that Murakami had kept copies, confessing some comfort in the fact that Murakami had pictures of several other girls with a physique similar to Nenryou's. He had not looked too happy despite being told that he would not be in trouble for requesting those lingerie pictures.
"Will you start lactating soon?"
Kurumu laughed, feeling his sexual interest with that random query. She shook her head as they turned left. She could see the other PSC members setting up their stations.
"I don't know. Maybe a week? We can talk about that later."
Umizake made a dismissive sound as they passed through the open gate. Sabaku and Kitajima were setting up a white topped cafeteria table a short way ahead on their left. Both senior PSC members were predictably wearing their uniforms. Sabaku was adjusting the table so that the legs were on somewhat level terrain while Kitajima placed a folding, metal chair at the nearby end of the table. Another folding chair was leaned up against the far bench which was attached to the table.
Farther up the incline on their left was a group of PSC members about another table which was already set up. Koike had the left sleeve of his PSC jacket pinned up on his shoulder. He was chatting amicably with Tokori and Mikomi whom was surprisingly here. The student council president was in regular school attire while Tokori was sporting the sleeveless PSC outfit with the toggles running down the center hem. That long top covered Tokori's derriere with the rest of her legs hidden beneath black slacks.
"Good morning, Ms. Kurono. Mr. Umizake."
Ms. Kiyomizu waved from her place beside another table very close to the main entrance on their right. The English teacher was sporting a black blouse with a black skirt stretching halfway down her calves. The woman gestured at the table which was laden with boxes.
"Grab yourself something to eat."
Kumiko and Tora were already doing that. The sphinx was also sporting the sleeveless PSC outfit with a pair of black slacks while Kumiko was wearing the jacket and skirt ensemble. The jorougumo owned at least two of those uniforms so it was probably not what she had worn last night.
Kurumu quickened her pace to reach the table ahead of Umizake. She stopped at the end of the table, peering into the nearest white box. She snatched up a chocolate muffin with a white paper bottom. It was wrapped up in clear plastic which was troublesome to remove.
"Surprised you didn't wake up early to have breakfast with Mizore."
Kurumu grinned at Tora whom was balling up the wrapper and paper. The sphinx stalked over to a trash can which had been placed at the far end of the table.
"I forgot my phone in my room so we didn't have an alarm."
Tora nodded, pitching her trash into the receptacle.
"Is Hatsue sleeping through the night now?"
Umizake huffed, snatching up a muffin.
"Almost. We woke up to her bawling."
Having freed her muffin, Kurumu wagged a finger at him.
"She started sleeping before midnight so it was practically six hours."
"You ran out while your poor baby was crying?"
Kurumu smirked at Tora's tone.
"I gave her to mommy. I didn't have time to pamper her like I wanted to."
"Not that Mizore's mother would let you while I'm around."
Kumiko frowned at his sentiment.
"What kind of pampering requires your absence?"
"The kind that makes you jealous of a baby."
Kurumu clucked her tongue around a mouthful of muffin. She swallowed down the chocolate morsel while balling up the wrapper and paper in her other hand.
"I barely got to spend time with Hatsue last night."
"I could have done your laundry for you."
Kurumu snorted, taking another hearty bite of muffin. She chewed while wagging the rest of her muffin at the young man. He started his own muffin before she swallowed her mouthful down with a gasp.
"You are never doing my laundry again."
Tora favored her a look of concern as Kurumu stuffed the rest of her muffin into her mouth.
"Why would he have ever done your laundry?"
"Kurumu wanted me to handle her lingerie."
Kurumu choked from his monotone response. She covered her mouth, shaking her head vehemently.
"I only said my sheets and towels. I never said to do everything in my hamper."
"Your lingerie was on top of the towels."
Kurumu sighed, stalking around Tora to throw her trash away.
"I wasn't thinking when I changed into my pajamas that night."
"I'm still not following why he did your laundry."
Kurumu grimaced at Tora's persistence. She stepped over, placing a hand of the sphinx's shoulder.
"Huang spilled something in my bed the night he stayed over with me."
"You had a guy stay over at your place?"
Kurumu pouted at Kumiko.
"The school hadn't assigned him a room yet."
"Are you saying this rich guy couldn't reserve a hotel room?"
Kurumu groaned at Kumiko's dubious tone.
"He was pestering Yukari and it was already after dinner. Yukari has a way of getting into my suite from last year so I decided to let him spend the night in there. I didn't expect him to make a mess in my bed."
"And I wanted a good night's sleep so I swapped places with her in exchange for doing her laundry."
Kurumu rolled her eyes, watching him wander around the other side of the table to dispose of his trash.
"It was supposed to just be my sheets."
"Good morning, Mr. Suimon. Mr. Hagiwara."
The first years started up the incline. Wearing that PSC uniform, Hagiwara looked almost identical to his older cousin. He had even attempted to smooth out his unruly, whitish locks. Suimon looked like the sort of lackey whom would praise the boss and cower in a corner at the first sign of danger.
"Grab yourself something to eat."
The two angled towards the table with the muffins.
"Sorry for being a little late."
Ms. Kiyomizu waved a dismissive hand at Suimon's apology.
"It will still be another fifteen to twenty minutes before we see a steady stream of students."
"More like ten. It's already six thirty three."
Ms. Kiyomizu nodded at Kumiko whom tugged her sleeve back to hide her watch.
"Mr. Sabaku. Set up that last station for us."
Sabaku gestured beyond Kitajima before walking by his comrade. Kitajima turned on his heel, following Sabaku up the incline. It was quickly apparent that they were heading towards the table leaning against the wall near the school's main entrance.
"Do you need any help?"
Sabaku glanced at Hagiwara whom had retrieved a muffin from the box.
"We can manage. Just stand by your station when you're finished with your breakfast."
Hagiwara nodded as the older guys stopped by the cafeteria table. The tall guy started freeing his muffin of its wrapping as Sabaku heaved the table off the ground.
"What is Ms. Sawayaka doing here?"
Ms. Kiyomizu chuckled, drifting over to the table that Sabaku had been setting up earlier.
"She came with Ms. Meirowasa."
Mikomi offered a polite smile at Hagiwara's look.
"And I thought helping your inspection would make things look more official."
Tokori snickered, thumbing at the student council president.
"We already measured her and found out that her skirt is too short."
Sabaku bellowed out a hearty laugh as he waddled by with the table. Kitajima followed in his wake with a pair of folding, metal chairs.
"Which is hilarious but also proves a point. She'll help at your station."
Hagiwara let out a sound of acknowledgment, drifting over to the nearby trash can. He pitched his trash into the receptacle before sauntering over to the table where Koike stood with the two girls. They had decided last night to put a first year at each station.
"So which station is this one?"
Tora grinned at Kurumu's query.
"This will be mine. We don't have chairs but we can use the bench."
Umizake gestured at the boxes of muffins with his second muffin in hand.
"What do we do with these?"
"We can put them on the bench to not distract students passing by our station."
Suimon let out an excited giggle as he took his first bite.
"I've been looking forward to this morning for weeks."
Kurumu smirked, glancing at Sabaku. He was setting up that last table across from the other one which was near the school gate. Tora's station would be the last one students would pass by. It was Umizake's job to discourage any girls from entering without stopping at one of the stations while Suimon would aid Tora in any way the sphinx deemed necessary.
"You're just hoping that Tora will let you feel up some poor girl's legs."
Suimon huffed indignantly, clutching the muffin close to his chest.
"I have no such ulterior motives."
"I'll be doing most of the measuring, Mr. Suimon. You'll be writing down the names of every girl whom fails the inspection."
Suimon nodded at Tora while munching on his muffin.
"It's too bad that some girls won't need to cover their legs. The smooth and hairless look is superior in every aspect. No offense to your tanned legs, Ms. Nazohashi."
Tora rolled her jade eyes before leaning down. She retrieved a clipboard with a sheet of paper and a mechanical pencil hooked to the clip. She tossed both on the table near the young man.
"None taken."
Kurumu shivered when Suimon glanced at her inquisitively with a hint of lechery.
"And Ms. Kurono has excellent, hairless legs."
"Well I am part undine."
He nodded slowly at her admission, stuffing the last remnants of his muffin into his mouth.
"How fascinating."
"Do you like your girls bald?"
Suimon frowned at Umizake's query, balling up his trash.
"Of course not."
"But you like the smooth and clean appearance."
Suimon shook his head at Umizake's comment. Stalking around the table, he disposed of his trash.
"Girls having hair on their head is normal and can accentuate their beauty. But having hair anywhere else on the body is just ridiculous."
"I wish I didn't have hair in other places. My whole body has hair because that's how my true form is."
Kumiko sighed at Tora's remarks.
"I share your sentiments. With my species being half human, I have hair in places which make no sense."
"You must envy undine women. They only have hair on their heads."
Kurumu snorted a laugh at his proclamation.
"You clearly have never seen an undine woman naked."
"Of course I have!"
Kurumu smirked at the flustered first year.
"Every undine woman I've seen naked has a patch of hair at her crotch."
"Kurumu."
"I've seen several undine girls naked, Tora. And you saw the pictures of Sazanami."
"This is not a topic to discuss in public."
"Why would she have hair down there?"
Kumiko snorted at Suimon's perplexed expression.
"I don't even know why I have hair down there."
"Good morning, Ms. Iwahara."
The tiny gnome was wearing the sleeveless PSC attire with black slacks. Iwahara hurried over to the station where Ms. Kiyomizu stood.
"I'm so sorry I'm late. I actually got in line with my friends before remembering that you were going to have a breakfast ready for us here."
"You're fine, Ms. Iwahara. We have muffins at the table over there."
"And you'll be with us at that table."
Iwahara nodded at Sabaku's addition. It looked like he had finished adjusting the table to be as level as it possibly could be on this inclined ground leading up to the main entrance. Kitajima was wandering back over to that table with a clipboard and a rolled measure, having already set up the two chairs.
Heading over to the breakfast table, Iwahara forced a smile while adjusting the strap of her schoolbag. Kurumu snatched up a muffin, holding it out before the gnome arrived. Iwahara paused shy of Kurumu, pushing her silver framed glasses back to the bridge of her tiny nose.
"I'm a little nervous."
Kurumu grinned, surrendering the muffin to the girl.
"You'll be fine. Girls won't mind you measuring their skirts."
"And if they put up any fuss, just have Ms. Kiyomizu do it."
"I guess. Should I eat this here?"
Kumiko sighed dramatically, stalking behind the girl.
"You probably have time. We should go stand at our station, Ms. Kurono."
Kurumu sounded an affirmative, following the jorougumo over to the station that Sabaku and Kitajima were vacating. The big guy gestured at Ms. Kiyomizu.
"Mind if I use the megaphone?"
Ms. Kiyomizu shrugged, picking up the megaphone from the far bench of that table. She handed it over to Sabaku the moment he arrived.
"You'll be in charge of the clipboard, Mr. Kitajima."
Kurumu smiled as Ms. Kiyomizu provided a clipboard to the other senior. She picked up the clipboard that had been left at their table, gesturing with it at Kumiko.
"Do you want the clipboard or to do the measuring?"
Kumiko snatched up the clipboard before Kurumu had finished the question.
"You can do that nonsense. You're used to being a pervert."
Kurumu pouted, picking up the rolled measure. It was blue with black ticks and numbers. Setting it back down on the table, she hefted the strap of her schoolbag up over her head. Placing her schoolbag on the bench, she picked up the measure again.
"Hopefully the other two get here soon."
"If it gets too busy, the girls will go to other stations."
Kurumu nodded, strolling around to the end of the table closer to the school gate.
"Will you be hanging out with Coach Yaisoku and your sister this weekend?"
"I suspect that my sister will be more agreeable to my company now that there is a baby and annoying midwife living there."
Kurumu smirked, having heard Kumiko's opinion about Chikari last night. It sounded like the midwife of the Yaisoku clan found it overly amusing that Keito was almost seven months pregnant. Apparently Keito had said several demeaning things about having children at a young age. Wanting to savor in this victory, Chikari had even offered to help deliver Keito's baby. Kumiko felt that they probably should just take the offer as Karen would also tease Keito over this situation.
"Oh, Kumiko."
Yaisoku Ami waved, strolling through the open gate with her junior high friends. The niece of the tennis coach was also on the tennis team. Her black hair was styled in braids and she was wearing the school jacket closed with a red bow at her collar. Her schoolbag dangled against her left hip while the strap rested upon her left shoulder.
"We are here for the inspection."
It felt like forever since Kurumu had last seen Meisai Nadako, Hazumi Furiko and Irewata Haruhi. The trio of gyokuto girls from Aranoiji were all buxom like Kurumu. The two volleyball players were wearing the beige, sleeveless vest over their school blouses with Hazumi had managed to close her school jacket over her ample bosom. Hazumi, whom had been in Kurumu's homeroom last year, was on the track team.
Meisai had puffy black hair like cotton candy while Hazumi's charcoal locks were trimmed short. The two roommates had pink eyes just like Irewata. Irewata had mousy brown hair which was fluffy. Hiboshi was her childhood friend and roommate.
The kitsune had a look of annoyance as she walked alongside her voluptuous companions. It was hard to not think of her as a little kid despite her being as tall as Iwahara. She was wearing the school jacket with a red bow at her collar. Like the other girls, she preferred carrying her schoolbag on her left side.
As the five girls sauntered over to Kurumu's station, the screech of the megaphone demanded attention. Sabaku chuckled heartily as he lifted the device to his lips.
"Good morning, students of Yokai Academy. This is Sabaku Akira, leader of the PSC. It has been brought to our attention that there is an issue with the dress code. The rules state that a skirt cannot exceed five centimeters above the knees, whether that be while standing or sitting. We would like every young lady to take a seat and be measured by our staff."
"Is that idiot going to be repeating that all day?"
Kurumu snickered at Hiboshi's remark. She gestured at the chair.
"Which one of you girls want to go first?"
"Is Kumiko going to measure us up?"
Kumiko glared at Ami.
"Ms. Kurono will handle that. Sit down."
Ami clucked her tongue as she sauntered over to the chair beside Kurumu.
"You're no fun."
Kurumu giggled when the girl sat down heavily. She motioned at the other girls.
"If some of you want, you can get measured by Tora or Tokori."
Meisai shrugged, sharing a glance with Hazumi.
"Sure. We know Meirowasa."
The two girls wandered off as Kurumu hunkered down beside Ami. She grabbed the end of the rolled measure and placed it against the bottom hem of the tartan, pleated school skirt. She tugged the roll to the edge of Ami's knee, noting the number was a little over four. Kurumu frowned, glancing up.
"Are you wearing a small skirt?"
"Mhm. Did I pass?"
"You barely did. You're next, Hiboshi."
Sabaku started rambling off the same introductory speech. Kurumu glanced over, noting the arrival of Yukari, Moka and Kokoa. All three were wearing their school jackets closed with the red bows at their collars. Rubi was with them, sporting a long sleeved, white blouse with a frilly lace stitched to the hems of her cuffs and collar. Black sailor pants completed her ensemble.
Yukari plopped down into the chair beside Iwahara.
"I already know the deal. Measure me first."
"Are we doing this?"
The auburn haired kitsune was sitting in the chair, regarding Kurumu with annoyance in her yellow eyes.
"Sorry. I'll make this quick."
Kurumu glanced at Hiboshi's tanned legs. The bottom hem was practically touching her knees. Guessing she should at least pretend like there was a chance of not being in compliance, Kurumu pinned the end of the measure against the bottom hem. She would be exaggerating if she claimed it was a centimeter to the little girl's knee.
"You're good."
"What happens if you're skirt is too short?"
That question had come from Meisai. Mikomi giggled, holding the clipboard as Tokori straightened up. It was clear that they had just measured Hazumi's skirt.
"Is Nyanya trying to seduce men with her thighs?"
Meisai stuck her tongue out at Ami's playful accusation.
"I passed. Fufi didn't by a whole centimeter."
"Sit down, Haruhi."
Irewata giggled nervously at Kumiko's command, taking her place on the chair.
"I hope that I pass."
"Do I have to buy large skirts?"
Suimon cackled at Hazumi's concern.
"Not at all, my dear lady. You just need to get leggings or pantyhose."
The megaphone crackled as Kurumu pinched the end of her measure against the hem of Irewata's skirt.
"The dress code does mention that pantyhose and or leggings can be worn to circumvent the rule about the skirt's length but these must be black, white or tan."
Kurumu smirked, confirming that the gap to Irewata's knee was not even four centimeters. The girl was most likely wearing a medium skirt. Standing up, Kurumu clutched the measure against her bosom.
"You're fine, Irewata."
"Guess I'll need to buy some black leggings this weekend."
Kurumu grinned at Moka's comment.
"Didn't pass?"
Moka shook her head as Kokoa was being measured.
"Nope. I have some pairs of leggings but not enough to get me through a week."
Hazumi nodded, drifting away from Tokori's station with Meisai.
"Same thing. I can pick up an extra pair or two."
"Don't be rushing to spend your money, ladies. I've talked with the gym teachers and they are going to help you girls out if your names get on the list."
Ami giggled after Ms. Kiyomizu's interjection. She motioned for her friends to follow her.
"See you in class, Kumiko."
Kumiko grunted as her friends walked off.
"Kurumu. I have plans with Hotaru tonight. You need to be there."
"Of course, Milady."
Kurumu grinned as Kokoa walked off with Moka, Yukari and Rubi in her wake.
Sabaku immediately started rattling off his greetings, prompting Kurumu to witness the arrival of the Akebara sisters and Naratoki. As the trio of fencing club girls drifted over to Iwahara's station, Akari and Nozomi arrived with Kiba and Nikki on their heels.
"What is this all about?"
Kumiko huffed at Nozomi's query.
"Dress code inspection. Some skirts are too short."
Kurumu giggled, gesturing at the chair.
"Have a seat to determine if you need to be wearing leggings."
Nozomi laughed nervously, adjusting the strap of her schoolbag before turning about to sit down. She was wearing her school jacket open but had the red bow at her collar. Nikki and Akari were properly dressed while Kiba had her jacket open and had not bothered with the bow.
"Leggings?"
Kurumu nodded, hunkering down by Nozomi. She pinched the end of the measure against the bottom hem of Nozomi's skirt.
"Yea. You can wear leggings to bypass the concerns of skirts being too short."
"And the school might help you get leggings if you don't have them or can't afford them. We will hear more about this from our gym teachers."
Kurumu grinned, hopping back upright.
"You're good. Who wants to go next?"
Akari let out a dramatic sigh as Nozomi vacated the chair.
"I suppose that would be me."
Kurumu smirked, lowering back on her haunches as Akari settled into the chair. She heard Sabaku renew his greetings as more girls arrived but she focused on her task. She checked the measurement from the bottom hem to Akari's knee. She frowned, wondering if she should cheat this as it was barely over five.
"You are right at five and maybe less if you loosen the skirt."
Kumiko snorted, shaking her head.
"If she's that close, she goes on the list."
"What does that mean?"
Kurumu smiled apologetically at Akari's concern.
"The list is what Ms. Kiyomizu will give to the gym teachers."
"We'll also keep a copy to make sure that girls on the list aren't walking about school without leggings."
Nozomi giggled as Akari stood up.
"Looks like somebody will get detention for being too sexy."
Akari huffed, swatting her friend's tit with the back of her hand.
"I'll just buy leggings if I have to."
"If you failed, I'm definitely screwed."
"Too poor to buy leggings?"
Nikki scowled at Kiba's teasing, sitting heavily down on the chair.
"No. You're the one that will need help from the school."
Not wanting this to escalate, Kurumu quickly measured the tall girl. Nikki was easily over seven.
"Yea. You are way over. I'm guessing you're in a medium skirt."
Nikki frowned, getting up and fixing the strap of her schoolbag.
"Yea. Why?"
"Girls your height probably need to be wearing large skirts to pass."
"A large skirt might fall off me."
Kiba snickered, claiming her spot on the chair.
"That could never happen with your huge ass."
"Shut up, bitch."
Kurumu giggled, taking the measurement for Kiba. Smiling, she shook her head as she stood up.
"You're also right at five."
"Failing me because you don't like me?"
Kurumu frowned at Kiba's accusation.
"No. All three of you are wearing medium skirts just like Moka. She also failed this test."
"Would you pass me if I said I was sorry about things not working out between you and Amesuki?"
Kurumu laughed softly as the other three got quiet.
"It doesn't work like that."
"We will hear about this in gym, right?"
Kurumu nodded at Akari's query.
"Yea. That's what I understand."
"Come on, Ms. Kiba. We need to free up this station."
"Yea. See you at my party tomorrow."
As the four departed, Kurumu took note of the girls getting measured at the other stations. Amatsu, Ikeda and Negai were over at Tokori's station while Nagisa, Umiyama and Numasaki were over at Tora's station. Iwahara was pinching her measure against the bottom hem of Noboto's skirt whom was with Oso, Zuri and Chousei.
"Sorry that I'm late."
Kurumu grinned at the announcement from Yoishi Rubi. The tall salamander was with several other girls from her Moegara community. While her friends were all dressed in school jackets with red bows, Yoishi had on the sleeveless PSC jacket with a pair of black slacks.
Asakira was the one Kurumu had the most experience with. This girl with the wavy, magma tresses and amethyst eyes was Kaimura Yuko from the karaoke club. The shortest girl of the group with her auburn hair braided into pigtails was Hibana Tamari while the other salamander with the orange curls gracing her respectable bosom was Omohi Anzu.
"Decided to have breakfast with my friends."
Kumiko huffed at Yoishi's excuse.
"Well at least you are here unlike some people."
Kurumu chuckled softly, wondering when Satsuki would show up. Watching a large group of guys walk by as Sabaku rambled off the purpose of this inspection, Kurumu handed the measure over to Yoishi.
"Measure up your friends."
"I'll go first."
Asakira followed that statement by sitting down on the chair. Yoishi hunkered down beside the older girl, grabbing the end of the measure. Pinching it against the skirt's hem, she stretched it over Asakira's knee.
"Five is the limit, right?"
Kumiko sounded an affirmative and Yoishi withdrew the measure. Yoishi made a dismissive gesture.
"She's fine. No shot you pass this, Yuko."
Kaimura snickered as Asakira vacated the chair. The gorgeous girl drifted about before sitting down.
"Thanks for that vote of confidence."
Kurumu smirked, glancing about as more groups of girls moved to the stations. It looked like Amatsu had decided to stick around though the other two had left. Tokori's station was now being used by four choir girls. Natsudera Sayuri was the girl with her dark blue hair gathered in a ponytail. Akushita Natsume had inky black tresses which stretched below her rump. Shibutani Shion was Akushita's cousin. She also had inky black hair which was full and vibrant, reaching the middle of her back. The girl with her raven locks styled in a mullet was Nakashima Harumi. She was Shibutani's friend from junior high.
"Yep. You're over six. No chance."
"You go on the list."
"What does that mean?"
As Kumiko explained that, Kurumu noticed that Manami and Tarumi were over at Tora's station. They were accompanied by Hasegawa and Shiraike. The gorgon girls of Bokuseki were gathering at Iwahara's station. The short blond with her hair confined to twin buns was Tokunaga from band. The girl with the silver ponytail was Moteki. Like Tokunaga, she was a first year, but she had joined the archery club.
"I'm doomed."
Hibana giggled as Omohi sat down.
"Hopefully leggings aren't too expensive."
Yoishi smirked while measuring her friend.
"You don't know if you'll have to buy them. Wait until after gym before whining about that."
"Am I good?"
Yoishi snickered, making a shooing gesture.
"Good enough to wear leggings. Get your ass over here, Tamari."
Omohi sighed, standing up. She moved aside, allowing Hibana to take her place. As Hibana was slightly shorter than Asakira, it was mildly surprising to hear Yoishi's verdict.
"And this is why you should have bought mediums. This skirt is shorter than Anzu's."
Yoishi had mentioned that her friends would both fail this test.
"Why aren't you wearing a medium?"
Vacating the chair, Hibana shrugged at Kurumu's query.
"Because I can squeeze into a small."
"Well now you'll have to squeeze into leggings, dork."
"We will be going now."
Hearing Asakira's announcement, Kurumu bid the group farewell. She glanced about, noting that Tonda, Hagane, Kimagure and Namera were over at Tokori's station. Some familiar tengu girls from Hateshinai were waiting over at Tora's station while they finished up Manami's group. The girl with the caramel twin tails was Kiyohara while the other two were on the track team. Nomura Airi was the tall buxom girl with the blond hair. Kazehana Tsubaki had her jet black hair pulled in long twin tails.
Another trio was lingering at Iwahara's station, waiting for the gorgon girls to finish. Fuyutuski Akemi was the girl with the crimped scarlet tresses held in a ponytail. As far as Kurumu knew, the cheerleader was dating Yougan Kurai of the basketball team. The other girl with the short, black hair styled in a boyish manner was Ikatsuki. She was also a cheerleader whom had gone to the junior high in Atsuen with the salamanders from Moegara.
The last girl was probably no taller than Kurumu. She had a wild mane of tawny hair which hid her ears and shoulders. Like the other two girls, she was wearing the sleeveless vest over her school blouse which proudly displayed her respectable bosom.
"Whom is the little girl with Fuyutsuki?"
Yoishi chuckled, patting Kurumu on the shoulder.
"That's Shishi Raion. If you hadn't guessed, she joined the cheerleader squad to be with her friends."
Sabaku started rattled off another greetings, turning Kurumu's attention to the arrival of Makiba Minori and her three junior high friends. Makiba had her dark hair pulled into a simple ponytail and was the shortest of this group. Keishutani Irumi was about the same height as Kettou Akane while Yoshioka Yume was at least two centimeters shorter than those two.
Makiba and Keishutani had been in Kurumu's home economics class while the first years were taking that elective this year. Keishutani had her short, brown hair styled in boyish manner while Kettou had her brown hair braided into a pair of horns. Yoshioka had her black cherry locks braided in a single tail with a cowbell tied at the end. She was on the volleyball team with Makiba while Kettou was on the track team.
"What's going on here?"
Kurumu grinned, beckoning to the group.
"It's a dress code inspection. Apparently there is a rule regarding skirt lengths that nobody was enforcing because the old headmaster cared little about this stuff."
As these big girls sauntered over, Kurumu would be astounded if any of these girls had less than a C cup hidden beneath their closed school jackets. Yoshioka was the only girl not even trying to hide her bosom, wearing the sleeveless vest over her school blouse.
"I trust none of you tried squeezing into a medium skirt."
Makiba chuckled at Yoishi's playful tone, sitting down first.
"I'd suffocate doing that."
Yoishi snickered as she measured up Burumoto's cousin. She shook her head.
"And you are good."
"Are you sure?"
"Yea. You said the cut off is five and she's under that."
Kumiko sighed heavily with a shrug.
"Whatever. Next girl then."
Makiba stood up with a chuckle, motioning for Keishutani.
"I'm guessing you'll fail since we have the same skirt size."
"Probably. What happens if we fail?"
"You go on my list of girls whom need leggings or pantyhose."
Keishutani nodded at Kumiko's response, sitting down in the chair.
"Will the school provide that?"
"The gym teachers plan to say something today about this."
Kurumu grinned as Yoishi measured Keishutani.
"Are you girls going to the soccer game on Sunday?"
"We certainly are!"
Kurumu smirked at Yoshioka's enthusiasm.
"And she is over seven."
"Are you saying we need to get extra-large skirts?"
Kumiko wagged her pencil at Kettou's angry tone.
"The gym teachers will have something to say about this. The school might provide leggings."
"Then why are we doing this now instead of in gym?"
Kumiko sighed heavily as Keishutani vacated the chair.
"Because the PSC needs a list of girls whom need leggings. One of the PSC duties is to enforce the dress code which was surprisingly not pushed when Kuyo was in control."
Kurumu shrugged as both first years made no move to take the chair.
"From what I understood, Kuyo rarely caused trouble for girls."
"Are you going next?"
"You can go."
Yoshioka giggled, taking Kettou's instruction to heart. She sashayed over, settling down on the chair.
"I'm looking forward to this weekend. Maybe we can go shopping if we need leggings."
"I'm not wasting my money on that nonsense. The school better be providing this."
"And you are slightly over six. Tough break, Yume."
Yoshioka giggled at Yoishi. She pushed up out of the chair, adjusting the strap of her schoolbag.
"I don't mind. Do you think my legs will look sexier in black or white?"
Kurumu grinned at the girl's positivity.
"You should get both and alternate for different outfits."
"It's one school uniform. Why would you need to alternate?"
"Quit complaining and sit your ass down, Akane."
Kettou scowled at Yoishi. Grumbling, the girl trudged over to take a seat.
"This is completely stupid."
"Are you going to the soccer game?"
Kurumu smiled at Yoshioka's query.
"I haven't decided yet. I might depending on what other plans I have on Sunday."
"Ushio probably wants you there."
"And you are too tall for your skirt."
As Kettou protested Yoishi's conclusion, Kurumu sighed at Makiba's sentiment.
"I know that but it's more important that you go. You are his family."
"I know that Yume wants to be."
Yoshioka gasped at Makiba's remark.
"I do not. He's sweet and strong but I don't want to complicate things for you."
"Complicate things?"
Makiba smirked, backing away.
"It's nothing, Ms. Kurono. Maybe if you come to the game, I'll see you there."
Kurumu nodded, feeling disappointment as the four girls wandered off.
"Do you think Ms. Sendou gave that million yen back to Mr. Huang last night?"
Kurumu smirked at the random question from Yoishi. The PSC had also found the money in Murakami's room. Seeing no reason to keep it as evidence, Ms. Kiyomizu had planned to return it to Huang before Yukari offered to take it to him herself. Kurumu shrugged, doubting that had happened last night.
"No idea. I'll ask her after morning announcements."
"I know that we still have two or three more minutes but I think we can call it a day."
Kurumu grinned at Mrs. Tomarigi's conclusion. The choir teacher was sporting a pink blouse with buttons straining under the weight of her massive bosom. The hem of her ruffled black skirt wisped about her ankles as she moved out from behind the music stand.
"If I don't see you after school today, have a good weekend."
Kurumu stepped off the riser, drifting towards the door as the other students did the same. Ginei was flirting with Araya as always whom showed no interest in hurrying out the door.
"Ms. Kurono."
Kusamoto waved with an uneasy smile, stepping off the riser despite being on the highest level.
"Can we talk?"
Kurumu shrugged, walking around the other girls to join the tall girl.
"Sure. What's up?"
Kusamoto sighed as they drifted towards the back door.
"I was curious if you knew where to get leggings."
"Ms. Kurono!"
Kurumu grimaced at Huang whom was waiting in the hall near the back door.
"What do you want?"
Huang chuckled heartily as she exited the room with Kusamoto at her side.
"I heard from Ms. Akashiya about your successful capture of the fiend taking invasive pictures of girls."
"Were you bothering Moka during lunch?"
Huang laughed, placing his fists against his hips as the other students walked by them.
"She was delighted by my presence."
Kurumu shivered from familiar lechery a moment before Ginei clapped a hand on her shoulder. He admired the way this black skirt betrayed the curves of her hips and derriere.
"I highly doubt that she appreciated your scent."
Huang frowned at Ginei's remark as the bell sounded the end of the period.
"My scent?"
"You reek of sex."
Huang blushed as he glanced aside.
"But I just showered."
"Without soap. Maybe you can't smell it."
Ginei paused to take in a deep breath.
"But some of us can. Did you have sex with someone on campus?"
Huang's blush darkened as he backed away a step. He would not look at Kurumu as he rubbed his neck.
"Is it that obvious?"
Kurumu laughed in disbelief, shaking her head.
"Hopefully not before you talked to Moka."
"No, no, no! It was after lunch!"
"Should we be going?"
Kurumu grinned at Kusamoto's tone of uncertainty. Nodding, she stalked by Huang.
"Say hi to your wife for me."
Huang laughed nervously as Kusamoto and Ginei followed after Kurumu.
"Of course. I'm pleased that I helped put a stop to that villain's nefarious schemes."
Ginei chuckled, admiring the way her ass shifted in this tight skirt while she walked.
"That guy is bold and stupid. Did his wife stop by for a quick fuck?"
Kurumu shot Ginei an admonishing look as they rounded the railing near the end of the hall.
"His wife probably brought him lunch. Anything else they did was impulsive."
"That guy is married?"
Kurumu chuckled at Kusamoto's confusion. They steadily approached the stairway leading down.
"Yea, though he doesn't let that get in the way of him flirting with other girls."
"Flirting with other girls is fun. It's no big deal if you upset them."
Kurumu huffed, starting down the stairs.
"You should be more considerate to your girlfriend."
"If she has any complaints, we can pound them out."
Kurumu shuddered, knowing what he meant by that. Reaching the landing, she turned about.
"Hey, Kurumu."
Kurumu waved at Kanari whom was with Zuri and Akihana. She passed by them while walking down the second flight. Natsudera appeared at the bottom of the stairs, starting up. Akushita, Shibutani and Nakashima also began their ascent before Kurumu reached the ground floor.
"Ms. Kurono. About the leggings?"
Kurumu giggled, realizing she had never answered Kusamoto. She shrugged, passing by the opening to the second year hall on her right.
"They will talk about this in gym. You might not have to buy your own."
"I realize that but what if I do? I don't know the town."
Kurumu wagged her finger at nothing in particular as Kusamoto trailed in her shadow. Ginei deliberately remained behind her to appreciate the contours of her skirt.
"You could ask Onodera or Kumatani from your homeroom. They both live in town."
"I don't want to trouble them."
"How? It's not like you are asking to spend the night. You're just asking for directions."
Ginei chuckled as they turned left into the wide open space of the cafeteria seating area. The tables had all been pushed up and rolled to the sides of the room. The few students passing by them were all guys.
"I could free up some time in my busy weekend to show you around the town."
"Would you even know where to find leggings?"
Ginei found her ass too entertaining to notice her glance over her shoulder.
"I'm sure any clothing shop would work."
"Take Hajihachi with you if that was a serious offer to help."
He finally tore his gaze off her rump to favor her a wolfish grin.
"I could do that. We can meet up in the dining hall around eleven."
"Isn't that a bit late?"
"Some of us are attending that student council meeting tomorrow morning."
"You haven't turned in your fund request form?"
"Not much reason to when we are expecting an update on the class trip."
Ginei darted ahead of them when they passed by the registers on the podiums. He held the door open, allowing Kurumu and Kusamoto to enter the auditorium without breaking their stride.
"Ladies. Get dressed and come back here."
The instruction had come from Coach Hoshineru. The blond was sporting the white gym shirt with a pair of bright blue spandex which betrayed every curve of her hips and thighs. The spandex ended shy of her ankles with a small hint of bared skin above the rim of her white sneakers.
Coach Kibashiro lingered beside the volleyball coach. The okami was sporting the long sleeved, track jacket with the matching pair of green track pants. Both loose garments had the school's red insignia. A silver whistle dangled in the valley of her respectable bosom.
"Ms. Kibashiro! You hardly do yourself justice in that attire."
The track coach snorted, thumbing in the direction of the boys' locker room.
"Quiet, Mr. Morioka. I'm old enough to be your mother."
Ginei snickered, walking diagonally away from Kurumu and Kusamoto.
"While technically true, that would be very wrong."
Kurumu smirked, knowing the teacher was at least thirteen if not fourteen years older than Ginei.
"Ladies. Get dressed and come back here."
Kurumu glanced over her shoulder, confirming more girls had arrived to get that instruction from the volleyball coach. Turning her attention back ahead, she noted Ms. Takaku and Ms. Kurohane standing in front of the stage. Kurohane looked like a student, wearing the red spandex shorts and white gym shirt. The fencing instructor also had the white shirt but was sporting a pair of black spandex leggings similar to what Coach Hoshineru had on.
The last two coaches were standing on the stage. Coach Kanatoko was wearing a black jacket with dark blue, long sleeves. Her track pants were also black with a dark blue stripe down her legs. These actually matched her black sneakers with dark blue laces. Beside her was Ms. Amekoshi whom had also decided to wear the red spandex shorts and white gym shirt.
Coach Hoshineru was repeating her instructions as Kurumu stepped into the short hall between the stage and the storage rooms on her left. Kusamoto decided to use her longer stride to pass by Kurumu, holding the locker room door at the end of this hall open for Kurumu. Murmuring her thanks, Kurumu entered the girls' locker room.
The girls already changing in here were either in home economics or choir. Kurumu ignored the giggles and chatter, passing by the several bays of lockers on her left. There was only one opening on her right for a short corridor which passed through a shower and toilet area before ending in the weight room.
Kurumu continued on to the last of the seven bays where her locker was. The door ahead of her opened to the outside with a short walk to the bleachers facing the track. Turning left, she frowned upon seeing Koyomi already sitting on the central bench in her bay. The girl had her hands folded at her navel which was swathed with red spandex. Her white gym shirt strained under the curve of her ample bosom.
"Aren't you here a little early?"
Koyomi turned her head, smiling as Kurumu stopped near her locker. Her hair and face had a healthy shine about them.
'I skipped band.'
Kurumu snorted, turning the dial of her padlock which was hooked through the hole keeping the door of her steel locker shut.
"Why would you bother doing that?"
'To have the most amazing shower ever.'
Kurumu frowned, tugging her lock down with the last number to the combination. The lock came free which she turned about to guide the lock out of the hole.
"Why would you-"
Kurumu cut off her words when she realized the truth. She scowled, shaking her head as she opened up her locker. She retrieved her gym outfit, sports bra and sneakers.
"I can't believe you."
'He had me pinned against the wall as he pounded me into pure bliss.'
Kurumu grimaced, setting her things on the bench beside the glowing succubus.
"I don't need details of your exploits."
"What exploits?"
Kurumu sighed as Kusamoto strolled around the bench to her own locker.
"This dummy skipped band."
'I was worried that I might not have received enough of his seed. But I definitely have enough now.'
Kurumu grumbled, unzipping the PSC jacket all the way down. She shook her head as she slipped out of the thick fabric, folding it over her arm.
"You're hopeless. You know that."
'But you love me.'
Kurumu shook her head, stepping out of her slippers.
"That takes six to eight days to mature inside you. Did you forget about midterm exams?"
Snatching up her slippers, Kurumu stuffed them into her locker.
'But you will help me empty my tail?'
Kurumu rolled her eyes as she placed her jacket on top of her slippers. Grabbing the hem of her black tank top, she pulled the fabric up over her head.
"You weren't wearing a bra?"
Kurumu shrugged at Kusamoto's observation. She added her tank top to the pile inside her locker.
"My bras are feeling a little tighter these days."
'Kurumu. Please help.'
Kurumu huffed as she grabbed the hem of the skirt. Since there was nothing to loosen, she tugged the garment down her hips with the hope that her panties would stay on. She felt the inner garment start to descend but then remembered how she would have to tuck the legs of her sky blue boyshorts up into her spandex gym shorts. Guessing she could skip that, she decided to just take the panties off too. She bent over as she pulled both garments down below her knees.
'Please.'
Kurumu snorted, stepping out of the skirt and panties. She stuffed both into the locker before turning about. Koyomi favored her an adorable pout as she retrieved her lock.
"Didn't you say that I should be spending my nights with Hatsue?"
'Would you rather I empty my tail in his wife?'
Kurumu clucked her tongue as she secured her locker.
"Don't even joke about that."
'Let me spend the night with you.'
Kurumu sighed, stepping into her shorts. She pulled the red spandex up over her arctic blue curls, smoothing the fabric about her waist. There were no obvious signs that she was not wearing panties.
"Visit me after school next Tuesday if you are feeling flush."
Kurumu paused to grab her textured gray sports bra. She tugged it over her head while fishing her arms through the loops. She pulled the stretchy fabric over her aching breasts.
"That's probably the earliest for you to show signs."
"Signs of what?"
Kurumu laughed at Kusamoto's confusion. She adjusted her tits for a more comfortable fit.
"Koyomi might be coming down with an illness. She wants me to take care of her."
"That's kind of you."
"Kurumu."
Manami had stepped into this bay with Tarumi. Both undines were still wearing their school uniforms.
"Can we talk in private?"
Kurumu heart fluttered with anxiety. She nodded, picking up her gym shirt and sneakers.
"Sure. Where do you want to talk?"
"Weight room should be fine."
"Are you sure about this?"
Manami huffed at Tarumi, stalking off.
"I can do this by myself. Go change."
"Okay. Be nice to her."
Clutching her shirt and sneakers to her breasts, Kurumu wondered whom that sentiment was for. She slipped by Tarumi, following Manami whom had turned into the passage to the weight room. Stepping over the lip which kept water from escaping this area, Kurumu strolled through the tiled area with the toilet stalls on her left and the showers on her right. She stepped over another lip to enter the weight room. Manami had wandered over to one of the benches flanked by weights. To the right was the door for the gym teachers' office.
"I'm going to try and keep this simple. Did you cheat on my brother?"
Kurumu frowned at the accusation.
"What?! No!"
"I can tell that my brother is lying to me. Breaking up was not your idea."
Kurumu sighed, dropping her sneakers on the floor. She shook her head as she shook out her gym shirt. She tugged it on over her head, trying to think of a reasonable answer.
"I already told Tarumi-"
"I know what you told her and what others are saying about this. It's not true. If not being compatible was the issue, the two of you would have broken up months ago."
Kurumu frowned, absently trying to put on her sneakers without her hands.
"But it is true that I want to go to Hokkaido to be near Mizore."
"Is this about Aono?"
Kurumu flinched. Realizing these shoes simply could not be donned this way, Kurumu bent over to take care of them. It was not like she could have ever tied up the laces without her fingers.
"It has nothing to do with him."
"That's a lie. My brother was pissed that Aono survived that assassination attempt."
"I doubt that Nijiro-"
"I know my brother better than you do."
Kurumu frowned, finishing her task. She straightened up to regard the scowling girl.
"He doesn't want me around Tsukune but he never said anything about wanting Tsukune dead."
"Did you read his mind like you did to my mother to be sure?"
Kurumu bit her lip. Manami was referencing the time when Kurumu had learned about the affair. Her decision to tell Nijiro about his mother's affair had destroyed the illusion of their happy family.
"No. I never wanted to tamper with his mind."
Manami sighed, looking beyond Kurumu.
"You must have had sex with Aono after the assassination attempt."
"That isn't true!"
"It had to have been something recent, Kurumu. Something that Ms. Sendou doesn't fault you for since she no longer attempts being polite to him. Don't think that Tarumi and I haven't noticed."
Kurumu grimaced, knowing that had started when Nijiro had accused her of infidelity on the night that Mizore had been rushed to the hospital. Kurumu had decided to restore some of Tsukune's memories, resulting in her being in Moka's room alone with Tsukune for hours.
"Would it make it easier on you if I had cheated on him?"
"I would like the truth."
Kurumu swallowed thickly, clenching her fists. She regarded Manami with firm resolve.
"No. Only my friends get the truth."
Manami laughed abruptly under her breath.
"I thought we were."
"I'm your brother's ex-girlfriend. Why would you want to be my friend?"
Manami nodded slowly as her periwinkle eyes wavered with emotions.
"Oh. I see. I -"
Manami paused with her face contorting. A tear rolled down her cheek.
"Can't you apologize to him? Please."
Kurumu resisted the urge to comfort the girl.
"I can't apologize for what I did, Manami. I can't even honestly say that I regret it."
Manami whimpered, wringing her hands.
"So you did cheat on him."
Kurumu sighed, walking away.
"Think what you want. Most people do."
"None of you are allowed to laugh!"
Kokoa emerged from her closet, wearing Kurumu's maid outfit. The black velvet fabric boldly defined the vampire's mature and ample bosom. As Kokoa was taller than Kurumu, more of her calves were exposed below the thick pleats of the garment. The vampire clasped her hands together upon the white apron which was fished through the loops about her waist. Kokoa had parted her thick silver tresses into two bushy tails like she had last year. One of those plaid bows was her familiar.
"But are you properly dressed as a servant?"
Kokoa shivered at Hotaru's playful query. The sylph was kneeling on the floor with her back to the pink couch which faced Kokoa's television. A low black table rested upon the floor in front of Hotaru.
"I am without undergarments, Milady."
Moka laughed nervously, sitting on her bed in the corner of the room. A crimson comforter covered her mattress while a golden bear sporting a black fedora was placed among the black pillows featuring a pink heart pattern. The vampire's school jacket was lying on the bed beside her.
"Will you be able to do this, Kokoa?"
Kokoa huffed, straightening up her shoulders with pride.
"I can handle a few chores."
Kurumu giggled, leaning back against the kitchen counter. Between the sink and the refrigerator was a microwave and a rice cooker.
"Shouldn't you have told me to bring both of my maid outfits down?"
"That is entirely up to Hotaru. Did you want Kurumu to help me make your birthday dinner?"
Hotaru snickered, fussing with the pleats of her skirt which almost reached her knees.
"Technically my birthday was Wednesday."
"I understand but this is what you requested as your gift."
Kurumu smiled softly, glancing at the entry where her schoolbag rested against the wall among the other girls' schoolbags. Hotaru's jacket was draped over Hotaru's schoolbag.
"I actually forgot about your birthday even though you told me about it at Kokoa's birthday party."
Hotaru made a dismissive gesture.
"It's no big deal. Only my close friends remembered to say something on the actual day. And with how mail works, I got my birthday card from my parents last Friday."
"I know but I wouldn't mind helping Kokoa serve you."
"I think that I would rather be alone with my personal servant."
Kokoa smirked at Hotaru.
"It's only for the day and I never said that there wouldn't be consequences tomorrow if you abuse this."
"Is that how you speak to your Lady?"
Kokoa took in a deep breath and bowed her head slightly.
"Shall I start dinner, Milady?"
"That isn't the correct way to ask."
Kokoa huffed, placing her hands at her hips.
"I've been around servants much more than you have."
"You're supposed to ask if I want dinner, a bath or you."
Kokoa blushed, glancing aside.
"We can do it in that order if you want."
"Are you making dinner for all of us?"
Kokoa shot Kurumu a quieting look.
"You can do my laundry and bring it down in the morning. You will be making breakfast tomorrow."
Kurumu smirked, pushing off the counter.
"So I'm being dismissed for the evening?"
"If that is what Hotaru desires."
"Would you be okay with spending the night with Kurono?"
Moka smiled at Hotaru's query, getting up from the bed. She grabbed her jacket, draping it over her arm.
"I suppose that I could. Sounds like I should get my laundry."
Kurumu sounded an affirmative, strolling over to Kokoa's closet. The door by the refrigerator was to Moka's closet. Moka's bike was leaning against the wall between the doors to the two closets.
"Are we planning to have dinner with Yukari?"
Moka chuckled, shaking her head as Kurumu opened the door to Kokoa's closet.
"Yukari is having dinner with her grandfather, remember?"
Kurumu nodded, retrieving Kokoa's green hamper which was filled to the brim with Kokoa's clothes.
"True but Rubi might make dinner for herself."
"Assuming Rubi isn't joining that dinner."
Kurumu pouted, shutting the closet door. She hefted the hamper up against her chest.
"But it's almost seven. If we start laundry now, the dining hall will close before we finish."
Moka made a thoughtful sound as she stepped out of her closet with her pink hamper.
"Mizore has a microwave. I have some microwaveable meals that Kokoa never lets me make."
"Because you said you were trying to learn how to cook."
Kurumu smirked at Kokoa's remark. The vampire was over by the stove, fetching pots and pans from the overhead cabinets.
"We could ask Mizore if we can join them for dinner."
"Would they mind?"
Kurumu strolled over to the entryway, hugging the hamper against her torso.
"You could always ask while I run upstairs to change clothes. I'm not doing laundry while wearing this."
Setting the hamper down, Kurumu leaned over to fetch her schoolbag.
"Well if they say no, we will be going to the dining hall."
Kurumu had no objection, placing her schoolbag on top of the hamper. She wiggled her feet into her school loafers. Once she had those on, she waddled over to the door and unlocked it. Opening it out, she crossed the threshold while Moka donned her shoes. A few moments later, Moka stepped out with her hamper. Her black tote was on top of her clothes.
"Good luck, Kokoa."
"Yea, yea. I'll lock up behind you."
Kurumu snickered, walking over to the base of her stairs which was near the commissary's back corner. She heard the door shut before she reached her destination. Starting up the stairs, she glanced at Moka as the vampire passed under her landing.
Moka was knocking on Mizore's door before Kurumu reached her landing. Setting her hamper down to free her hands, she opened up her schoolbag. She sifted through the contents to find her keys, pulling out her keys. She paused to admire the dolphin figure with the logo of the Niigata Marinepia which her mother had bought two days before Kurumu's sixteenth birthday. That had also been the day her mother had been brutally murdered at the hands of Yoshii Kiria.
Sighing, Kurumu ignored the other attachment on the steel ring which was a plastic rectangle enclosed about a picture of Sleeping Beauty's Castle in Hong Kong Disneyland. She unlocked her door, pushing it open. Stepping inside her entry, she set Kokoa's hamper aside before slipping out of her loafers.
Leaving her keys on the partial wall between the entry and the stove, Kurumu grabbed her schoolbag and wandered across the room to the door by her refrigerator. She tugged it open, turning on the light the moment she entered her closet. Retrieving her gray cotton shorts from her schoolbag, she chucked them into her empty baby blue hamper before setting her schoolbag aside on the floor.
It only took a few moments to strip out of her PSC uniform. Since she had done laundry early this week, she had not washed her gym clothes. But with midterms being next week, she would only have gym three of those days and archery was not a demanding physical activity.
As she selected her powder blue corduroy tank top and navy cotton shorts for her evening's attire, she thought about the announcement in gym. The school was going to place a bulk order for black leggings. The size of the order would be based around how many girls agreed to have the cost added to their next month's tuition. Each girl signing up would get three pairs which would be handed out during gym. Any leftovers would be distributed evenly among the third years with last period gym.
All twenty two girls on the list had signed up. Six of the girls were from Mrs. Unsei's homeroom which included Mikomi, Nikki, Kiba, the Takeuchi twins and Juntaku. Itazura was the only girl from Kurumu's homeroom whom had failed the inspection while every girl in Kokoa's homeroom had passed. The other second years whom needed leggings were Doronuma and Usabara.
As there were only six third years on the list, those girls had the potential of getting five pairs. It had been mildly surprising to see Kirisame and Uta on the list but that was because those two undines were wearing small sized skirts instead of mediums. Ogawa from the tennis team was the second tallest girl in their gym group while Ota, Katsukara and Shitchi were just too tall for their medium sized skirts.
Electing to leave her schoolbag here, Kurumu turned off the light as she exited the closet. She shut the door before prancing barefoot over to the entry. She wiggled her feet into her white sandals. Snatching up her keys, she picked up the hamper and waddled through the open door to exit her room.
"They said we can join them for dinner after laundry."
Kurumu grinned at Moka whom stood at the base of her stairs. Setting down the hamper, she turned about to close her door.
"Mizore and Hatsue are taking a nap so Mrs. Shirayuki isn't in a hurry to start making a meal."
Kurumu giggled, locking up her door. She hauled up Kokoa's hamper against her bosom, almost causing her tits to spill out. She lifted it higher to avoid that with her keys still in hand.
"Did you ask if we could spend the night?"
"Why would I ask for that?"
Kurumu sauntered down the stairs at a steady pace.
"It could be fun. You don't hang out with Mizore enough."
"I guess. Did Antai bring a change of clothes?"
Kurumu paused upon reaching the bottom, favoring Moka a smile.
"I have no idea."
Kurumu started off, prompting Moka to follow.
"But her club meets in her dorm. She could have easily grabbed an outfit before coming over."
Moka laughed as they approached the gap between Udetama's stair and the commissary's front corner.
"I forgot about that. I was just worried with her already being here when we arrived."
"I'm not saying that airhead remembered to bring a change of clothes. But I'm sure that Kokoa would be willing to loan her an outfit for tomorrow. They are about the same size now."
Moka sounded an acknowledgment as they turned at the corner. Sauntering over to the glass doors, they paused while Moka rummaged through her tote for her lunch card. Once the vampire presented the card, the sensor prompted the door to slide open. Kurumu crossed the threshold first.
"Good evening, Ladies."
Kurumu echoed Ms. Kurokira's sentiment. The dark haired lady behind the main counter was sporting a black turtleneck with tan slacks.
"We should check our mail."
Kurumu nodded at Moka's suggestion, walking around the counter. Arriving at the wall lined with tiny mail slot doors, Kurumu set down Kokoa's hamper. She lifted up on her toes, spinning the dial to the correct symbols. She twisted the knob upon reaching the last symbol, tugging the door open. Reaching inside, she was pleasantly surprised to feel an envelope. She pulled it out before closing the door to her mailbox. Turning it over, she grinned upon seeing the sender.
"Kabuki sent me a letter."
"Probably reminding you of her birthday."
Kurumu sounded an affirmative, backing away with Kokoa's hamper so Moka could access her mailbox. She rested her hands on the lip of the hamper, watching Moka open up her mailbox. The vampire made a slight sound before retrieving an envelope.
"Seems I got one too."
Moka turned it over as she absently closed her mailbox.
"Or rather Kokoa did. It's from Father."
"Would it be okay if you opened it?"
"We should start laundry."
Kurumu nodded, picking up the hamper. She strolled down the aisle between the shelves of commissary goods, turning left when she reached the end. In seconds she was at the door to the laundry room. She put Kokoa's hamper down to open the door for Moka.
"Are we still buying stuff from the vending machine?"
"Yes. I need to buy that this weekend."
Kurumu followed Moka into the laundry room, turning right when they reached the aisle between the washers and dryers. Moka set her hamper down in front of the third hamper, snatching up her tote. The vampire walked by as Kurumu rested Kokoa's hamper by the first washer.
"Go ahead and load up the washers."
Kurumu sounded an affirmative, opening the lid of the nearest washer. Shuffling over to the next one, she placed her keys and Kabuki's letter in the space where these machines pressed together. Lifting up the other machine's lid, she tugged Kokoa's hamper closer. She started sorting Kokoa's clothes, pitching the dark and heavy items into one washer while the light and delicate clothes went into the other.
Moka returned with a box of detergent before Kurumu had fully exhausted the hamper. The vampire set the box on top of Kabuki's letter. Moka moved her black tote along with her baby blue wool shorts and racerback shirt to the top of the nearest washer.
Kurumu opened the box as Moka started unbuttoning her school blouse. Kurumu snickered, shaking her head when Moka's indigo, lacy bra with the satin black bow between the cups was bared.
"You could have changed before leaving your room."
Moka shrugged, opening up the washer on her left. She pitched her school blouse into it.
"Only girls can enter this commissary."
Kurumu dumped some detergent into her washer as Moka reached behind herself to unhook her bra. The vampire slipped off the lingerie, revealing her pale breasts with large aureoles and pink eraser like nipples. Setting the bra aside, Moka pulled on her racerback top.
"And people call me the brazen one."
"Probably because you are."
Kurumu pouted, setting the box of detergent aside. She closed the lids of her washers.
"Do you have coins for the machines?"
Moka moved her tote and shorts onto Kurumu's closed washer. The vampire opened the lid to the other washer, starting to sort through her hamper.
"Help yourself."
Kurumu fished through Moka's tote as the vampire pitched her laundry into different washes. She pulled out several coins, placing some into the slots of the machine. Verifying that she had the correct settings, Kurumu pushed the slide forward to dump the coins into the machine. She pressed a button, starting up the machine before moving to the first washer.
Kurumu had the other machine started in a matter of seconds. Moka was leaning deep into her hamper, inadvertently showing her wealth of cleavage. Smirking, Kurumu grabbed her keys and the letter from Kabuki. She dumped the extra coins back into Moka's tote before fetching the letter from Moka's father.
"Do you think this is important?"
Moka glanced up and laughed before continuing her task.
"I have no idea. It's probably something about the class trip."
Kurumu nodded, watching the bounce of Moka's breasts within that top. It made her think of having sex with Tsukune. Manami's recent accusation and Huang's recent orgy had Kurumu wondering if she had been wrong to turn down Moka's offer to join them.
Moka finished her task, scooting the hamper aside. The vampire loosened her skirt, tugging it down her hips. Kurumu snickered, bringing a hand up to her mouth when she realized that Moka was wearing that navy blue, lacy thong with the satin white bow.
"You're wearing a thong."
Moka blushed, pitching her skirt into the nearby washer. She grabbed the hem of the thong, dragging it down her hips as she bent over. Stepping out of the thong, she tossed it into the same washer.
"Tsukune likes thongs."
Kurumu smiled softly as Moka picked up the wool shorts.
"I know that but I don't regard them as comfortable."
Moka huffed, leaning forward to step into the garment.
"I'm getting used to them."
"Are you planning to have sex at school?"
Moka laughed with flush cheeks, shaking her head. She snatched up the box of detergent, emptying the remaining flakes into the two washers.
"I wouldn't dare do that."
"What if he asked you to?"
Moka bit her lip as she closed the lids. She set aside the box, leaning over to grab her tote.
"I should but he's not going to ask."
Kurumu smirked as Moka retrieved coins from her purse.
"Huang had sex with Koyomi today."
"What?! Why?!"
"Because Koyomi thinks that dummy can make a baby with her."
Moka nodded dumbly, finishing her task. She absently pushed the slide with the coins in.
"That's… unexpected. He hasn't even been back for a week."
Kurumu sighed heavily, leaning against the washer.
"He's had a busy week. Did you hear about him trying to pay off Juri?"
Moka smiled softly, turning her gaze to her machine. She shook her head as she changed the settings.
"Sounds like I'm behind on current events."
"I'm surprised that Yukari didn't tell you about this. You were walking to school together this morning."
Moka shrugged, dragging her tote over to the far washer. She started fishing out coins.
"Yukari doesn't like talking about Huang. Our conversation this morning was mostly about the upcoming dress code inspection and how the PSC caught the guy taking pictures of her."
Kurumu nodded as Moka started up the last machine. She backed up while holding the letters and her keys. She nearly knocked over Kokoa's hamper but caught it. Chuckling, she dragged the empty hamper with her to the folding table while Moka followed her.
"Did she mention whom the culprit was?"
"Yea. I guess she wasn't haunted after all."
Kurumu snorted, hopping up on the table. She set her keys aside, waiting for Moka to sit down beside her before handing the vampire the letter from her father.
"You were the only one thinking that."
Moka managed a smile, absently opening the letter.
"It sounded like he had pictures of her masturbating."
Kurumu sighed, opening up her own letter.
"Yea. He had lots of pictures of fourth period gym girls changing their clothes in the locker room."
"She is going to kick him out of her club."
Kurumu smirked, unfolding her letter.
"I don't blame her. They also recovered the million yen that Huang offered for those pictures. Did Yukari mention any plans of returning that to Huang?"
"She didn't mention having the money."
Kurumu nodded as she perused the letter from Kabuki. The first paragraph was about how adorable Hatsue was and wanting to see her in person. Kabuki was going to beg for permission to attend Mizore's wedding over summer break. The next two paragraphs were about her disappointment that Kurumu had not broken up with Nijiro yet. Kurumu sighed, guessing the breakup would be good news for Kabuki.
There was a brief paragraph about things working out since Kurumu and Mizore were friends followed by another brief paragraph about the town elders being jerks. The rest of the letter was complaining about school, her sisters and wanting to get her wings.
"Sounds like things are fine with Kabuki. What's your letter say?"
Moka chuckled, wagging the creased sheet.
"It says that you can come with us to Okinawa."