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Well… that had been an interesting conversation, or perhaps she’s just a strangely intriguing girl. You’re not quite sure which, but with the still-warm sunglasses in hand you decide the next, best course of action would be returning them to your friend Souichi. While he might -somewhat- look like a fool in them, it -is- his choice to look that way. You might also be able to ask him more about why he suddenly ran off this morning after you asked about the ice incident… or more precisely, why it seemed like he -knew- something more about it.

Well, with a goal in mind you start off back towards the school building. You finish off your latest cigarette before you even make it to one of the main pathways, allowing you to make for the school in a more direct fashion. The grounds seem quite alive with students as they meander about and slowly make their ways back towards their own classes. Amongst all the students you see all manner of students. High school, junior high, and even some primary school students; each easily identified by their individual uniforms. You only kinda look through the many lingering students to see if you catch any glimpses of anybody you know in particular, but you do not. Just a ton of your peers who would prefer to never associate with you.

It’s a short walk along the wider paths to get back to the school building, and an even shorter walk down and around the hallway to get to Souichi’s classroom.

>Go right in and look for him
>Call another student up for him
>Peek your head in and call out for him
>Other [suggestion]?

>>42849744
>Go right in and look for him

>>42849744
>>Go right in and look for him

>>42849906
ugh forgot to take the name off

>Writing

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Well, might as well just go right in. The customs of your more esteemed peers never really set in with you, so fuck being polite about it. You don’t owe them any sort of curtesy. You stroll right into classroom 1-E like you fuckin’ own the place. Many of the younger students eye you wearily as you stroll in through the door at the rear of the class, and scan the room over to find your buddy. It takes a moment to pick him out of the rest of his peers, but those damn, spiked accessories he’s rocking stand out quite a bit.

You stroll on over to his desk in the near the windows on the side opposite of the door, and peek over his shoulder to see what he’s doing. Upon being a bit closer you can see that he’s currently wearing a pair of earbuds, and you can faintly hear the sounds of music emanating from them. Well, no matter. You’re here to chat him up and give him back his shit.

With a simple tug on either earbud, they easily pop out and fall onto his desk. The sudden break in his immersion causes a bit of initial confusion as he looks down at both earpieces with a befuddled expression covering his face.

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“Oye, Fangy.” You tap his shoulder to break him away from his nearly dazed state. In reaction he turns around in his seat to look at you. Upon realizing who it was who called out to him, his face brightens considerably.

“Chitose-sama! What are you doing here?” He leans back in his desk, apparently relaxing now that the -grand mystery- has been solved. “You hardly come down here to the first year classes!”

“Well, I’s had somethin’ to do.” You shrug and toss his sunglasses back at him in a lazy arch. The throw surprises him and causes him to flail wildly as he tries to keep the object you tossed at him from dropping. “Here, ya dropped these.”

“What…” He’s initially quite confused about why you handed him that item in particular, but then his expression immediately shifts into one of shock. His sharp, blue eyes widen considerably as he looks from the sunglasses and back to you once more; his mouth too is open quite wide, and you can clearly see both his fangs clearly out in the open.

“But, these. They. Pond!” He places them back onto his face, though his eyes are still wide in a mix of wonder and confusion to how you retrieved them for him,.

>Tease him about how you got them.
>Make something up.
>Da Truph
>Other [Suggestions]

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>>42850747
>Tease him about how you got them.

>>42850747
>>Tease him about how you got them.

>>42850747
>Da Truph

>>42850747
>>Tease him about how you got them.
then
>>Da Truph

>Writan

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“How th’hell do ya think I got ‘em?” You sigh sharply in an exasperated manner. For good measure you also rotate your arm at the shoulder in the way of stretching it a bit. “You’s a good friend Fangy, and as a good friend you’s know I’d do anythin’ fer ya, right?”

“Ummm… yeah?” Souichi looks a little uncomfortable as he looks up at you with growing worry apparent in his expression. He too begins to shift uncomfortably in his chair, waiting for what you have to say. His eyes shift back and forth from you and the window as you lean your back backwards to make it pop. “And I would do the same fer you as well, but-”

“Good. What I’s tryin’a say is that I took my lunch break to head back to the pond.” His eyes grow -very- wide and his mouth gapes open in wonder. Yes. You’ve got him. “And I got into that shit to get your sunglasses back. So you better be grateful.”

“Y-y-yes!!! You’ve got my eternal gratitude Chitose-sama!” He bows his head sharply in a show of respect.

“Shit, man. I better. It weren’t easy to fish out them damn things all by myself.” You once more do a hard stretch, this time popping one of your shoulders. Damn it feels good to get those muscles and joints moving after a day’s worth of class. Not only are you getting to see Souichi’s little, dramatic show, but you’re also removing some of those nasty kinks that have been building up since this morning… though you should probably tell him the truth here soon. “I had to stip down to keep my uniform from gettin’ all soaking wet ‘n shit.”

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This time there’s not only a reaction from Souichi as his chin practically hits his desk, but you’re also pretty sure some of the girls in class heard that comment due to the sudden squees, squealing, and giggling in various degrees of interest and disgust. Understandable. You’ve gotten comments from your sister that you’d actually be fairly attractive with how toned your body is, and your facial features if you weren’t such a badass, yankii motherfucker. Apparently, there’s a small degree of people who’d prefer the act of looking, but not touching based on the current low murmurs in the room. Figures. Every girl wants a badboy, but they don’t want a full-blown delinquent.

“Sh-sh-shit man! Ar you seriou-”

“Pfffft!!” You cannot hold in your laughter with how severe his reaction was this time. With the added effect of his classmate’s apparent reactions added in as well it becomes too much to contain. “Nah man, I’s just shittin’ ya! Mono-girl gave ‘em to me to give to ya.”

“O-oh…!...” Souichi breathes a sigh of relief that you were only messing with him, but a strong flushing of red quickly forms on his face afterwards. Oh! It looks like you’ve embarrassed him! “M-Mono-girl?”

“Yeah. Mono-girl.” You respond matter-of-factly. “She’s got red hair up in pigtails, and speaks like some sort of fuckin’ robot.”

“R-robot… Oh! Leirinaria-san!” A spark of recognition brightens his face. “She gave them to you?”

“Yeah.” It kinda seems like he knows her… but if Leirinaria knew Souichi, why would she come to -you- instead of coming to him herself? You’ve never even met the chick before. You kinda wonder if there might be something to the reason why she came to you instead, if they’re already acquainted.

>Ask him if they know each other?
>Leave it be
>Since she came to you, she must dislike him. Tease the Souichi?
>Other [Suggestion]

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>>42852246
>>Ask him if they know each other?
> yeah they were warm when she handed em off too, it was strange.

>>42852246
>Leave it be
Get to our own class.

>>42852246
>Ask him if they know each other?
>Since she came to you, she must dislike him. Tease the Souichi?

>>42852246
>Ask him if they know each other?

>>42852246
>Ask him if they know each other?
>Since she came to you, she must dislike him. Tease the Souichi?
always tease

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>Heading out for a bit
I'll get to writing when I get back.

>In the meantime I've gotta ask:
Do you guys have any criticisms, complaints, or suggestions about the Quest thus far?

I am a HARDBOILED AND HOTBLOODED MAN of progress, and any and all criticisms would be appreciated for the sake of moving forward down that ever winding path to RIGHTEOUS GLORY.
In the meantime, enjoy the usual gif of MANLY AND DETERMINED DELINQUENT STRUTTING.

>>42852355
I just wanna know if we can pull a Shizuo and rip street signs and vending machines out of the ground.

>Writing

>>42852453
Not quite.
It very well -could- be a possibility in the nearish future, however.

>>42853240
after we learn magic?
I'm onto you, Grim.

>>42853612
[Spoiler]I don't think you are. Not at all. GYAHAHAHAHA!!! You need to delve deeper, anon-kun.[/spoiler]

>>42853714
That was quite a spoiler-failure.
No matter.

It still makes my point.

Aw yeah, the badass quest featuring badass dudes be badass while being showered in the general aura of badassery

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“She tucked them into the waist of her skirt.” That sentence alone is enough to make Souichi’s face redden once more, but this time with more intensity. He’s always had quite the imagination. Seeing as how he apparently knows her, you’re pretty sure he’s seeing quite the vivid scene in his brainmovies. No reason to not keep this up, and you’re only telling the truth. “She must’ve had those things in there for a while. When she handed them to me, they were pretty fuckin’ warm.”

“W-warm?” He gulps as his gaze shifts from you over the lenses, and then back down to focus on the sunglasses sitting nice and cozy on the bridge of his nose. You notice his breath becoming a bit more uneven. Shit, dude has always been kinda a lightweight when it came to matters of the opposite sex; well with the exception of when it comes to you. He’s always teased you about shit like this; it’s always fun, however, when you’re able to turn the tables on him like this. “B-but… it’s not l-like they were resting on b-b-bare skin, though. Y’know. Most girls tuck their shirts in-”

“Nah. Bare skin. I watched her lift her sweater vest, and her shirt when she handed them to me.” You mimic with your hands where and how she did it; not lifting your own shirt up, of course. With the motion and description Souichi’s face reddens even more still. You’re pretty damn certain he’s near the breaking point.

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“So you guys know each other, ehh?”

“Y-yeah… We k-know each other… we w-work t-together…”

“Work, is it?”

“Y-yeah.” He gulps once more and closes his eyes, and steadies his breathing to calm himself down. “W-we both do some w-work for Masumi-hime’s parents’ company after school a couple days of the week.”

“So you spend a bit of time together?”

“N-no. N-not really. B-but she’s kinda easy on the e-eyes, isn’t she?”

“Yeah. She is. Her voice is a bit flat, but she’s got a pretty face… and quite the -hot body- I’d say.”

“Urghk!!” All of Souichi’s efforts are wasted as his face returns to a red shade that indicates his limit is just about to be crossed. He’s doing such a good job to try and keep it in, but with this sort of pacing he’s going to burst.

“The same -hot body- that was so -firmly pressed against- those there sunglasses. On. Your. Face.” His eyes snap close to further brace himself, and his hands goes up to his nose to pinch it closed. He’s just a small step away… yes. This is what best friends do. You press those buttons, and smile all the while. You lean in close to him so that only he can hear your whisper to him, as it seems the rest of the class is currently quite intent on listening to your guys’ conversation with all kinds of degrees of enjoyment and disgust.

“It’s kinda like a secondary kiss, ain’t it? Well, I suppose secondary skinship.” You take a step back with this last stab, knowing what is to come. With expert grace you avoid a spurting blast of crimson that is released from your closest companion, a scene that is accompanied by all manner of reactions from his class. Disgust. Laughter. Murmuring. Screaming. Of these you are a member of those who are laughing; of course you’d find entertainment in your own handiwork. But amongst the reactions there is one that catches you off guard, and that would be a ruler being slapped over the top of your head.

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“FUCK!” the pain courses through your head, cutting off your rolling laughter. The stinging sensation atop your noggin is more than enough to make you grasp for it, but who the hell did it?! You turn around and glare directly behind you, from where the source of it came from and find a single, blonde cowlick angrily bouncing in your field of vision, and attached to that cowlick is a long, messy, blonde head of hair atop a woman.

Shit.

“Do you mind explaining what you’ve gone and done to my star pupil, Chi-kun?!” A girlish, but decidedly womanly voice calls up to you from below that golden head of hair. She stares up at you with emerald-green eyes over the top of a pair of fashionable, cherry-red framed glasses with the expression of what could only be explained as a girlish-pout. Taking another step back so you can actually see the entirety of the smaller, young woman before you you’re able to see the entirety of her womanly body. She dresses in a professional manner that also speaks a lot towards a forward sense of fashion; dressing more along the line of being -borderline- professional, being just within the boundaries of acceptability.

You know this little woman as Victoria Elsener Nox, the young English teacher here at the school. She’s still in her twenties from what you can remember, and from what you've noticed this past year it kinda seems like Souichi -might- have a crush on her. You also know her as being a relatively lax and chill teacher, as she might scold you for smoking whenever she sees you, but she never really does anything; also her classes can be quite entertaining as she does more work with finding -fun- ways for learning English.

"Well?!"

How the hell do you answer her.

>With Honesty; you teased Souichi into nosebleeding
>Dodge the question; how are you doin?
>Further tease Souichi; we were talkin’ ‘bout warm bodies and he just got this way.
>Other [Suggestion]

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>>42854336
>>With Honesty; you teased Souichi into nosebleeding

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>>42854336
>Further tease Souichi; we were talkin’ ‘bout warm bodies and he just got this way.

>>42854336
>With Honesty; you teased Souichi into nosebleeding

>>42854336
>With Honesty; you teased Souichi into nosebleeding
Boys will be boys, 'n all that.

>Writing

>>42854377
I wish I hadn't stepped away so I could back this.

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The foreign English teacher from England standing before you continues to pout… perhaps glare? She might be glaring up at you, though with how cute and young she looks it’s like looking into the growling face of a baby chihuahua. The baser instincts almost drive you to try and pat her head, like what you tend to do to all the pouting girls in your life… but you’ve more than enough self control to stay your hand. Instead you ponder Victoria’s question, and how you should answer it.

“Well, shit. We were just messin’ round Goldie. Y’know how us guys is.” You consider for a moment to deepen the growing pool of crimson fluid that your best friend is in the process of creating, but think better of that idea. No reason to further his pain no matter how funny it could be to watch him bloodily flail as he tries to explain his side of things to the teacher. Might as well make this simple, and easy. “Pressen buttons and shit to tease one another. I just happened to his a particularly -hot button- with the guy.”

With that -slight- jab you can hear Souichi gurgle and cough a bit on his own blood. You couldn’t help yourself. Just one last jab for the road. It’s enough to make you snicker as Victoria circles around you to go and help your friend who is seemingly in the process of losing hit points.

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“Geeze, Chi-kun!” She huffs as she reaches for a handkerchief that had been tucked away in the breast pocket of her jacket. Of course it had to be tucked away -inside some sort- of article of clothing. Souichi notices this motion as his eyes widen, and his pupils shrink. All just before the poor guy faints onto his desk. The laughter just can’t contain itself, as you and a couple others in the class break out into a nice, loud bout of laughing at your friend’s expense.

“FUCK!” You’ve been hit again, right in the same spot. Victoria’s been the only teacher who’s been willing to hit you like this; while you’re always impressed by how far she’s willing to go for the sake of her students good or bad, shit still hurts!

“Geeze, language, Chi-kun!” She pokes your chest with her measuring-stick a couple times with that last bit of scolding, and her pout is pretty damn cute. It’s really no wonder why a lot of the guys, most likely including Souichi, crush on her so badly. “Now, if you’re done laughing, would you mind helping Sou-kun here to the nurse’s office?”

You hear the final lunch bell ring, signaling the last five minutes before class begins.

While you -did- do the initial teasing to get him to this point, helping him to the nurse’s office is most likely gonna make you late for class. What do?

>Bring him to the Nurse’s office
>Try to get out of it
>Other [Suggestion]?

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>>42855388
>>Bring him to the Nurse’s office
Can we have her write us a note as to why we were late? That should help in some regard.

>>42855388
>Bring him to the Nurse’s office

>>42855388
This>>42855434

>>42855388
>Bring him to the Nurse’s office
>Write me an excuse ma'am? If'n i'm gonna be late I'd rather not be blamed for doing the right thing.

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>Doing the thing

>>42855667
DO THE DEW!

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Well, shit. You -did- cause him to feint and bleed all over the classroom, and there are some afterthoughts that if you don’t help him to the nurse’s office, Victoria-sensei might make you at least stay behind to wipe up that blood… you’ve always been good at -making- people bleed, but you rather dislike the idea of cleaning it up. You don’t envy the student, who is most likely in this very room, who will have to deal with this mess.

“Yeah, I’ll bring ‘em down to the nurse’s.” You sigh and nod with the sentence passed down onto you. You really couldn’t just -run- away from it. You -are- a man who doesn’t run from your problems, but face them head on!... even if it’s carrying the unconscious body of your best friend who fainted due to a nosebleed… a -real- badass, huh? “Oye, Goldie.”

“Huh?” Victoria was in the middle of turning to the front of her class as you called out to her. She turns around to face you. “What is it now, Chi-kun?”

“I’s gonna need a note or some shit if Imma do this. If I’s gonna be late, I’d rather not get in trouble for doin’ somethin’ good, y’know?” You do a light stretch to ensure that your body isn’t going to suddenly shift whilst carrying Souichi down the hallway. You might be strong and easily carried Kamiko to school this morning, but Souichi is a -bit- heavier... you also tightly jam that handkerchief into his nose after wiping up some of the mess he’d gotten all over himself… sadly, there will be no way to escape that metallic smell from sticking to you as your efforts only really smear it all over him. At least you already wear a red shirt, and the rest of your uniform is black… with the exception of your white, school indoor-shoes. Ehhh… at least those can be wiped down and cleaned.

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“Oh! Yes! I can surely do that for you Chi-kun! No problem!” She perks up in energy a bit and trots over to the desk in the front of the room and retrieves a sheet of paper from it, and begins to write stuff down on it.

While she takes care of that you easily heft up the unconscious Souichi over your shoulder, taking care not to just outright slam him over it; you don’t want the motion to jar the handkerchief loose, afterall. With everything set in place, Victoria trots right on back to you with a smile on her face. Geeze… the woman cheers up awfully fast. She’s taking all of this much better than most of her class who is still mostly staring at you.

“Here you go, Chi-kun~!” She reaches up and gently puts the folded-up note in the breast pocket of your jacket. She pats it a couple times after she releases it. “Now then, please take these too.”

“Ehh? Th’fuck is this?” Your brow furrows as Victoria-sensei hands you a folder filled with papers that seem to be various forms. You flip it open slightly from the spine of it to check it out, but are quickly prodded in the stomach with Victoria’s measuring-stick once more.

“Language, Chi-kun!” she pouts with another prod at your tummy.

“Whatever… Seriously, th’fu-hell am I ‘sposed to do wit this?” You wave the folder in the air, making the papers flap about while still keeping the entire thing together by the spine. Your iron-grip doesn’t allow any of the papers to fly loose.

“Those are some forms and worksheets I had the class complete this morning. I was going to ask Sou-kun to drop them off at the student-council office, but since he’s down and out and I gave you a note it shouldn’t be so hard for -you- to take care of it in his place.” Shit. The student council office… Sure, most of the students should be in class, but they always make a point to schedule time for -somebody- to be there at all times…

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Of course as a delinquent you’ve had your fair share of dealing with the student council and disciplinary committee respectively. “You can take care of this for me too, right?”

“....Sure.” You sigh as you pack the papers into your bag, so you can deliver them after you drop off Souichi. Might as well. Plus it’s not like you’ve done anything wrong to warrant the student council to be mad at you for a while, other than some things from last week… but you’re -pretty- sure everything was taken care of from then.

“Thank you, thank you Chi-kyuun~!” She practically sings out as she lunges forward for a moment to give your arm a small hug before she skips on back to the front of the room. This little act is usual for Victoria-sensei, as she still tends to act quite childish even in her teaching position. Perhaps this might be one of the reasons as well why many of the male students try to do extra stuff for her. For her little shows of affection and appreciation.

As you ponder this small fact, your suspicions are broken up by the mutterings of some of the nearby male students… of course they’d get jealous. Taking this as your cue to leave, not that anything was really keeping you here in the first place, you head out into the hallway.

The halls are nice and clear with not a soul around in either direction. You close the class’ door behind you before you take a left turn to head down to where the nurse’s office is located. As you walk you hear the small pitter patterings of Souichi’s blood dripping onto the floor behind you as you walk. You can also feel it starting to sink through your jacket as well… that handkerchief isn’t holding up very well at all… You’re probably gonna have to sling your jacket over your shoulders as a cape like you normally do and clasp it in place to avoid that ‘wet’ feeling on your back.

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“Shit… yer weak constitution and how prone you are ta gettin’ too worked up is probably why she din’t wanna give them back to ya in person…” You mutter as you round the last corner before you see your first destination at the end of the hallway. Soon you can get his damn bleeding-ass, nose from soaking you.

“Soz fer intrudin’.” You slide the door open with ease, and see nobody in the immediate vicinity. The nurse seems to be out or something. No matter. All you need to do is get him onto one of the beds in here and prop him up so he doesn’t -literally- drown to death in his own perversion. It’s an easy task as you use a couple of the pillows against the metallic frame to keep him upright. You also retrieve a couple of the gauze pads sitting out on top of the nurse’s desk and place them on his neck and chest to absorb as much as the blood as possible. You nod in pride at your handiwork at doing a bit of healing rather than your usual trade. See? You can totally change! You bask in the feeling of satisfaction.

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“Oh~ Aren’t -you- the solid one?” You hear a sultry voice call out from behind you. The voice did not come alone, however. You immediately feel a warm, and almost ticklish sensation assault your right arm, and your abs from behind. They are the feeling of long, slender fingers with longer nails. You look down to see the very hands you felt, and they are that of a young woman; a girl’s. Turning around sharply you escape her fondling but in turn your foot snags something, what kinda felt like another foot and are knocked off balance.

“Perhaps in addition to your friend here, -you- might be needing a checkup too.” While you try to right yourself you feel her slender fingers touch your chest, and are easily pushed down onto the empty, foot of the very same bed Souichi is in.

Your eyes are greeted with the visage of girl wearing the school’s uniform with long, silky black hair, and blue eyes that are enjoying this -far- too much. Her lips are curled into a seductive smile, and painted red with lipstick as she draws near to you; placing either hand upon your thigh. Taking a better look at her as she leans forward slightly, you can see that her shirt isn’t completely buttoned up, exposing a sexy-looking, black bra underneath. There is one more clack of her heels on the tiled floor as she draws forth another step in your daze, and you feel the warm sensation of her thigh up against your knee; and you’re able to see that her skirt is a fair bit shorter than most other girls’... meaning that it -is- her bare thigh up against you right now.

Th’fuck are you ‘sposed to handle this?
You’ve actually -no- idea who the fuck this chick is.

>Roll away; reject her sudden advances.
>See where this goes; Play along.
>Gather information?
>Other [Suggestion]?

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PACK IT UP BOYS!!
WE'RE DONE HERE!!!

Alright, enjoy your 3 pages of continuation.

Now, before I jet completely, this is where I, THE GREAT AND SINISTER LORD GRIMSLEY allow you, my loyal vassals to ask of me any question you desire.

This time, however, I also ask -you- the loyal, and spectacular vassals if you've any critique, comments, suggestions, or improvements regarding Yankii Reform Quest.

Once we've that outta the way, we can pack it up and call it a night.

>>42857411
>Gather information?
>Catch her hands and ask who the fuck she is.

>>42857526
Mystery girl coming out of nowhere and SOMEHOW knocking us down is setting off a lot of alarm bells in my head. Like a lot of them. Other than that it's been pretty good.

>>42857587
elaborating this entire sequence is like the intro to a succubus or something like one trying to seduce and eat us. I almost feel like we're about to see a magical girl.

>>42857587
What kinda alarma? Elaborate please.
I might has an explanation.

>>42858466
Unknown, scantily clad girl feeling us up, knocking us down and enjoying it waay too much.

the Abort abort abort is going

>>42857587
>>42858954
This makes me laugh. Yes. Yankii switching over to RED ALART.

Anyhoo, sit back, enjoy the ride and lock in those choices. We'll get back to this on Monday morning.

>>42857639
Mayhaps? Perhchance? Could be?

**

Aaaaight then, yo. If that is it, I’ll see ya back on Monday morning where your adventures into reformation can continue!! Will Chitose ABORT! ABORT! Will magic mayhem ensue? Find out next time on Yankii Reform Quest!!

Same Yankii place!
Same Yankii time!
“PISS OFF!!”

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>>42860025
Make like a tree and piss off.