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Apparently your realism caught her freak-eye or some shit, and she stole a kiss off your ass.

At least you’re getting away from this shit-town, and heading elsewhere… hopefully not a place even shittier than here…

Reflecting on your day was enough to bridge the gap of time between where you were, and get you all the way to the station. It’s nice to see it… other than how the train is swarming with cops! Shit… of -course- Shuu was going to try and stop your juvenile asses from setting foot on one of those trains. Fuck that guy.

“Onii-chan… Are those men looking for us?” She points from behind the corner you stand behind, looking towards the station where there are a few cops standing before the entryway. “How are we going to get on?”

>”We’ll break on through. Geezers can’t keep up with us youngins.”
>”By bein’ sneaky, like a ninja or some shit.”
>”We’s can head further down the track. We’s hop the train ‘afore it picks up too much speed.”
>Other [Suggestion]?

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>>43198196
>”By bein’ sneaky, like a ninja or some shit.”
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=XAYhNHhxN0A

>>43198196
>>”By bein’ sneaky, like a ninja or some shit.”
Bribe a hobo with a little money to make a dis traction.

>>43198196
>”By bein’ sneaky, like a ninja or some shit.”
The key is we don't want them to know we are on the train at all. Breaking through would just have them waiting at the next stop.

>Writing

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The key is we don't want them to know we are on the train at all. Breaking through would just have them waiting at the next stop

Bribe a hobo with a little money to make a dis traction.

“We’s gonna get on all sneaky-like. Like fuckin’ ninjas or some shit.” You lean back around the corner and ponder a moment to -how- you’d go about accomplishing this feat. Being sneaky is one thing, but being sneaky while also trying to make sure that your sister is okay as well is another thing entirely. “If’n we get caught, they’s send word and be waitin’ to nab us at the next stop. We can’t be seen -at all.-”

“But, how are we going to do that? We’re just kids…” Mimi’s voice sinks down with that realization. She probably feels rather small in such a large world. Yeah. Two kids fighting against a world of adults. She’s not used to such a concept like yourself. You already know how to fight against them. You’ve been doing it since the day you went rogue and became a delinquent shit. Today will put those yankii skills to use.

“Dun worry ‘bout it. We -is- just kids. We’s smaller and faster than these old farts.” You give Mimi a reassuring smile. Damn, it feels like forever since you’ve smiled so genuinely. Well, it seems like Mimi has been the -only- reason the smile in forever... “We’s get ‘round these mother fuckers! We’ll get to Aneue!”

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“But how?”

“Hmmm…” You look around at what you have, and see motion a while away. Hmm.. must be a homless man… yes! That’s it! “I’s got an idea.”

“Onii-chan?” Mimi follows after you as you head in that direction

“Oye geezer!” He startles into full conciousness, looking up at you in fear in his eyes. By the looks of his scrapes and bruises, he’s been the victim of homeless beatings before. Most likely from yankii punks like yourself. “Woah there, geezer. I ain’t gonna beat yer shit, I’s got a job fer ya.”

“A-a Job? What kinda job a punk-kid like you have for me?” He glares up at you and turns his bearded face away. “Sides, a kid like you wouldn’t possibly keep yer word and pay up I bet-huh?”

“This’s what I got fer ya. 50,000 yen. That’d keep ya nice ‘n fed fer a bit, wouldn’t it?” You toss some money that you’d procured from Shuu’s wallet at him. He looks shocked that youd shell out such cash. This -is- important, and you’re -plenty- sure that you could chase down and beat down his malnourished ass if he were to run on you. “Alls I need’ya to do is distract the cops over at the station. Piss on em, whatever. I dun care. Just take care of it, and turn dey heads. Then you’se can getcher self some grub or booze or whatever kinda shit yer gonna buy wit that dough.”

“Ah! Umm… I can do that… “ His eyes are wide as he gathers up the notes into his hands. “Is that all?”

“Also, don’t say anythin’ about us, got it?”

“Y-yeah! I do!” He smiles and stands up on wobbly feet. The following scene is quite amusing, and effective. The old man wanders across the street over to the station, and chats the officers up a bit about getting some money from them. After being refused money, services, -and- food he decides to SHIT ON THE SIDEWALK not ten feet away from them.

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This sets off some officers to try and apprehend him, but apparently the guy is too sweaty and greasy for them to get a good initial grip and they chase him down the street.

Mimi is shocked by the sight, or what little you let her see before you covered her eyes. You lead her quickly inside the station. With some swift ducking under some counters and by keeping a good eye out, you’re able to avoid any suspicious glances or even being spotted hopping over the turnstiles . Being kids can be nice and beneficial sometimes, and as proof the two of you are within the station proper.

“Now we’se in. Now we’se just gotta get onto the right train.” You pull out the note you had previously read. You keep walking down the way as you examine the instructions once more, as well as smile at the prospect of something in your life going so well. “We’se lookin’ fer the ‘Red line’...”

“Oh! Look there!” Mimi shouts and tugs at your shirt. When you turn to her you can see her pointing down the way towards a platform that indeed reads ‘Red Line’ in bold print. Heh, sometimes it’s nice for things to be so easy.

“Good job squirt.” You reach down and pat her head. Her reaction is adorable, as she snuggles upwards into your palm, and her eyes snap closed with the sensation. Huh… apparently she likes it. You continue for a moment longer to soak in the brotherly joy of seeing your little sister enjoying the first taste of bliss she’s had all day. “Good eye. Le’s go.”

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“Okay.” She calls out as you move your hand from her head to her hand. It isn’t too long before the both of you get to the platform, and make your way onto the train as it just arrived at it’s stop.

“Lucky us, eh?” Stepping inside, the two of you make your way to the back of the train to avoid being surrounded by -too- many people. The two of you take a seat and breath a sigh of relief.

“Hey there! How’re ya doin’?” You’re caught unaware as a voice calls out from beside you. You see a flash of sandy-blonde hair, and two nicely done-up buns. Her eyes are a bright, violet color and filled with so much energy. She seems to be about your age, and on her body she wears a yukata.

She smiles at you, seemingly staring at your hair in particular. Her lips move, but you don’t hear anything. You see her smile, and talk, but there is no noise. The sounds around you seem to fade away as well.

“Nyahahahaha! Lookit! He’s movin’!” Her lips do not sync up...

Huh? You can feel your body growing warm with the added sensation of something soft enveloping your arm, and spreading onto your stomach… it’s kinda heavy, and it makes your back ache a bit as you sink further into a bed of some sort...

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“I really don’t think it’s okay for you to do that. He -fell- out a -window-...” Another voice calls out as the image of the little girl fades from your mind.

“Nah! He’s fine, he’s fine! He’s taken harder hits than -that- afore! Just lookit! He’s smilin’!” The world slowly shifts into a blackness, and any smell is now replaced with the absence of any. Sterilized of -most- scents anyways.

“No he isn’t. He’s frowning. You realize you’re only putting pressure on his wounds right now, right?”

“He can take it! The feeling of my tender thighs rubbing against his body, my breast pressed up against his chest is probably fueling him with energy! Nyahahaha!”

“He’d probably prefer a girl who’s more -his size,- however. But that’s besides the point.”

“No it ain’t! You just jelly! C’mon! Join me!”

“He’s a -patient- right now. That would be in poor form.”


“Ain’t nobody watchin’, plus I’s sure ya wanna shove them perfect tits -somewhere- nice! Chichi and I can fondle ya -at the same time- if’n ya want! Nyahaha!”

Okay… Things are getting a little to heated up just beyond your closed lids…You can say for sure that Kamiko is the one sitting on top of you, and Yori is nearby… you -must- be in the infirmary.

>Sit up fast, launch the loli from your body.
>Grab hold of her waist, lift her up, and set her to the side.
>Reach for where you expect Yori to be. Make her suffer Kamiko’s grabby wrath.
>Open eyes, and stare blankly at tiny-senpai… just… staring
>Pretend you have amnesia! That will scare her off of you!
>Other [Suggestion]?

>[4/4]

>>43200104
>>Grab hold of her waist, lift her up, and set her to the side.

>>43200104
>Grab hold of her waist, lift her up, and set her to the side.

Yankii: 2 return of the short-stack

>>43200104
>>Open eyes, and stare blankly at tiny-senpai… just… staring

>>43200104
>Grab hold of her waist, lift her up, and set her to the side.
Off me loli Sempai

>>43200104
>Open eyes, and stare blankly at tiny-senpai… just… staring

>>43200104
>Open eyes, and stare blankly at tiny-senpai… just… staring
>Pretend you have amnesia! That will scare her off of you!

>>43200104
>>Grab hold of her waist, lift her up, and set her to the side.
Truly being chitose is suffering

>>43200104
>Open eyes, and stare blankly at tiny-senpai… just… staring

>>43200104
>Open eyes, and stare blankly at tiny-senpai… just… staring

>>43200333
I'm surprised it's only short stack and slut in the nurses room currently. Thought there be more waifus about or clinging to him.

>>43200382
They're prolly busy, I also don't want to say this but this vote seems to be ip samefagged

>>43200104
>Grab hold of her waist, lift her up, and set her to the side.

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>>43200382
Not everybody can be skipping class for our lovable yankii.

>>43200449
It is quite the possibility.

>Writing

Also, apparently today is the day where everyone would like to keep distracting me. Posting will be extra slow.

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>Not dead

Yeah... still alive, and I'm almost done with this next update.

Darn outside world peoples!

Interrupting me from writing more delinquency!

Outrageous!

when we finally talk we should talk properly without the yankii accent, make them think that the fall knocked it out of us

>>43202015
Oh please god yes. Perfect prank.

>>43202015
>Ah, how do you do? Would you mind getting off of my chest? If it's no trouble, of course.

>>43202015
Don't think we can, too ingrained in our head, unless we got a concussion.

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>>43202015
>>43202064
>>43202158
This is a fantastic idea, but I'm already almost doe with the update.

I'll save this idea for later though.

He's gotta receive a blow to the head again, sooner or later. It's -gotta- happen.

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>>43202273
Also this.

If'n yall remembered, you'se guys kinda flubbed tryin'a speak like a normie scrub when ya's tries'd ta git the Delilama ta understand'ja.

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Yeah, no. Kamiko is trying to get you signed up for illicit activities that you are not in the market for, as of now anyways. Putting a stop to her devious little plan, you lift your hands up and plant them around each side of her waist.

“Unyaa~! Nyaahaha!” You feel her hands immediately snap around your wrists the moment you get a hold of her. You can feel her body trembling. “Chichi~! Yes! Did the familiar feeling of being between my legs again bring you back into the land of the liv-uuuUNNYAA~!”

“Ridin’ on my shoulders don’t count as ‘bein’ between your legs’ y’know.” You left her into the air and off of you as you rise; opening your eyes to confirm that you are indeed in the infirmery. Unlike how docile she was in your hands this morning, your unusually light senpai tries to struggle out of your grip. While Kamiko is stronger than you physically, you’ve devised the perfect holding methods to keep the tiny girl firmly in hand precisely -because- of times like this. Her flailing is not even the tiniest bit effective. “Yer givin’ Easy-lay-chick there the wrong idea.”

“Easy-lay-chick?!” A third voice calls out from the side of the bed opposite of Yori. Glancing over you see Azami sitting in a chair next to your bed with a beet-red face. “I-I see now. Y-you weren’t phased by p-pulling my p-panties down and l-layin’ into my a-ass b-because y-you and Yori… and probably Kamiko…”

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“Chichi did what?!” For fucks sake. At least Azami’s… not untrue comment got Kamiko to stop freaking out… or so you thought. She begins to flail around even -more- wildly, and is now genuinely trying to escape your grasp. “I demand explanation! Physically! With reckless abandon and snuggles!”

“Oh my~. And you called -me- a slut.” Yori smirks at you from that rotating chair from before, her legs crossed with a clipboard in her hands. “Then again, I suppose that sort of sexual lifestyle is -expected- of such a muscular and handsome delinquent such as yourself.”

“Don’t start that shit up on -me,- Easy-lay-chick…” While you -do- have half a mind to give Kamiko a spanking for acting like such a little kid, you’re fairly certain it would only grow out of hand from there. “Bun-head, if’n ya don’t cut the shit Imma take back that ride I promised ya earlier.”

She stops struggling, and freezes mid-kick. She then curls up as you set her off to the side, with the poutiest of pout-faces you’ve ever seen her make.

“You’re no fun! Meanie! Pervert! Bully!” She goes into almadirro mode once more, only she makes sure that you can see hear big, purple eyes as they start to tear up. “You fool around with Yoyo and Azaza, but you only carry -me- around… Betrayer!”

“N-no! Boss never fucked me or anythin’! H-he’s only done that with Y-Yori!” It’s like everybody around you doesn’t know when to stop talking, or possibly doesn’t know what -not- to say… Azami’s face reddens to a cherry-like color, and it now seems like she can’t even look Yori in the face. She fidgets with her legs tightly squeezed together in her chair… sometimes you wish you could just -skip- the adolescent part of your life, and get to a place and time where people were fuckin’ sane.

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“Oh, my~! Isn’t that just lovely. Well, since I’ve had the chance to sample this young man, would you girls too perhaps be interested in experiencing a world of bliss with me? Perhaps we can call this a group project, and we can all take our turn-”

“Seriously! Err’body just chill th’fuck out fer a moment!” You hold your hands up in the air, one towards Yori and the other towards Azami. Each of them flinch for a moment at your order, and go quiet long enough for you to speak uninterrupted and with clear though. “Les’ set some shit straight. I’s only spanked Red-Ass there ‘cuz she needed some learnin’-”

“And fulfill a fetish, perha-” Yori tries to butt into your talking, but you cut her off when you lean forward enough to hush her by placing your index finger against her lips. She seems clearly shocked and irritated by this.

“She needed to learn a lesson, and I weren’t ‘bout to do any of the -worse- things I could’a done to her. Aight?” You turn your head to glare down Kamiko for a moment when you see motion with her head, and catch her as she tries to open her mouth. It closes slowly after you keep your glare up on her. “Aight. And I ain’t never slept wit Easy-Lay-chick, here. She -came onto me,- but we ain’t did nothin’. Kay?”

“You really -are- a killjoy. Here I was just trying to set up a nice orgy with all these cute girls.” Yori leans back into her chair, visibly upset. She lowers her clipboard onto her lap. “Are you retarded?”

>No. I just fell out th’second story window. I ain’t in any sorta mood fer this shit.
>If not wantin’ some mysterious, apparently-bisexual slut to start orgies wit’ my friends makes me retarded, then yes.
>Piss off. You ain’t in control of my sex life.
>Other [Suggestion]?

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>>43202453
>No. I just fell out th’second story window. I ain’t in any sorta mood fer this shit.

>>43202453
>No. I just fell out th’second story window. I ain’t in any sorta mood fer this shit.

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>>43202453
>No. I just fell out th’second story window. I ain’t in any sorta mood fer this shit.

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>>43202453
>>No. I just fell out th’second story window. I ain’t in any sorta mood fer this shit.
>>If not wantin’ some mysterious, apparently-bisexual slut to start orgies wit’ my friends makes me retarded, then yes.

>>43202453
>No. I just fell out th’second story window. I ain’t in any sorta mood fer this shit.

>>43202453
>No. I just fell out th’second story window. I ain’t in any sorta mood fer this shit.

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>Writing

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“No. I -just- fell out th’second story window.” You focus your gaze on Yori and glare at her dully. A lot of the commotion dies down with this pure and simple statement. “I ain’t in any sorta fer this shit.”

“...Fine… Whatever.” Yori turns and rolls away in her chair, escaping to the desk against the wall opposite of the infirmary beds. She places the clipboard down and begins to write stuff down on it.

“Sorry… Chichi… I -was- kinda acting like a brat… sorta… kinda… a little bit.” Kamiko peeks up from her almadirro stance with a guilty, sad-kitty expression on her face. She alternates staring down at the sheeting of the bed, and back up to you. It’s rare that you get any sort of appology from the spunky lass. “But it still don’t excuse you for touching another chick’s ass, no matter how firm, bare, or juicy it may be! I’ve been a -bad- girl! Span-unyaa!”

“Shaddup, ‘afore I -really- take back what I’s said.” You reach over and flick her in the head as she continues to try and rile you up. Of course you’re used to Kamiko trying to do such things, so you had the perfect counter attack: Forehead flick. “And Red-Ass, that weren’t exactly th’best way to say I gave ya punishment. It actually makes me sound like a creep.”

“Sorry, Boss. But it’s the truth! Doesn’t that kinda make you a, y’know, a cree-aaahn!” She continues to fidget in her chair, but she leans more forward towards you as she tries to defend her point of view.

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“You’d still have loose morals and be a traitor if’n I didn’t.” To stop Azami from continuing down that train of thought as well you reach out and flick her in the forehead too. “Do ya understand how bad it is to betray yer crew, yer friends -because- of it?”

“Y-yeah…” She sinks into her chair a bit, and lowers her head.

“Good. Then dat means dat spankin’ did well, don’t it Red Ass?” You lean back in the bed and rest your sore back against the cool wall it sits next to. It feels good to both rest it again, as well from the coolness of it all. “Just say’s I teached ya a lesson, kay?”

“But… Boss, it’s still a bit embarassing fer you to call me Red Ass… and kinda hard to explain… especially without describing it…” Azami blushes and looks off to the side, as if remembering the incident vividly.

“Oye! Why -is- your name Red Ass? I know mine is Bun-head due to how much he wants my delicious, round buns to be pressed tightly into his-Unnnyaaa!” She leaves her guarded position and scoots to the side of the bed Azami is sitting by, and stares at her curiously.

“I-I can only assume it’s ‘cuz my ass-cheeks were flushed red by the time Boss was done smacki-Ahhn!!”

“You’se girls... “ You sigh after unleashing another round of forehead flicks. Now there’s a bit of a red outline on the center of Kamiko’s forehead, and one is starting up on Azami’s. “I’se call ya Bun-Head ‘cuz dem things on yer head, and how I ain’t never seen ya wit’out ‘em. And yes… I call her Red Ass because… well her ass -was- red after I smacked it ‘round… but I weren’t some fetish crap!”

“...” You turn to glare at Yori who had turn around in her chair with a big ole grin on her face, and her lips parting. Apparently you stopped her before she was able to say anything, however as she frowns and turns back around.

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“B-but Boss… did’ja -really- need to pull my panties down too? I-it -is- kinda pervy… n-not that I mind… if it w-was the B-Boss who seen me…” Her blush deepens to a bright red again… th’fuck? How’s it that you get a chick you -never- seen before to be okay with you seeing her bare ass? It boggles your mind… but she’s got a point… while it was to maximize the irritation and pain, from an outsider’s perspective it -is- pretty pervy… “I’s okay that it was Boss… w-who… touched me f-first… down there… Even if he m-made it Red...”

“Oooh~! I get it! Chichi, you dog, you! Nyahahaha!” Kamiko reaches over and slaps you on the shoulder in a jovial fashion… honestly, it reminds you of the way that ‘Bro’s would do so with one another. “Chichi’s had a full day of picking up chicks, getting into fights, touching girls’ asses, sexing up nurses, and -whatever else- kinda shenanigans he’s been up to! I’m jelly! Both as a girl who wants in on it, and as a girl who wants to be the subject of it all! Nyahahaha! Can -I- spank you too, my apparently Red-Assed Azaza? Lemme at them cheeks!”

“Kamiko-senpai! NO!”

Perhaps you need to come up with another Nickname for her? But… you hardly know her other than her appearance, her tendency to blush in embarrassment, budding delinquency, and the fact she wants you to be her Boss… Hell… Azuzu is the closest thing you remember to her name right now. What was it… Azuzu Nagashiro? What else…?

>Underling? Accept her as an underling, and give it to her as a name?
>Blushy?
>Red Ass is fine for now…
>Other [Suggestion]?


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>>43203644
Azzy, close enough to ass to remember, close enough to her name so I don't draw unwanted connections.

>>43203689
This works for me unless someone comes up with a better one.

>>43203644
>Underling? Accept her as an underling, and give it to her as a name?

>>43203644
>>Zuzu

>>43203713
I'll back this one as well. Unless we wanna call her like Azrael or somethin'

>>43203644
Just red.

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>Writing

>>43203933
Where's this from? Looks familiar.

>>43204022
Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun.

>>43204144
good taste, comic is hilarious

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You take the time to ponder this thought for a bit. After all, it -is- kinda a provocative name, especially without context… dammit… even -with- context, it’s a provocative name! Why is it that the only things you know of this girl have to deal with her reddened rear, her betrayal of her old squad, and that she wants you to be her Boss… and from the context of her words, she means it in more ways than one… though this -is- the first time a girl had tried to -work- with you to try and get closer to you, but that’s beside the point.

You begin to fiddle around with your braid as you try to think more on this. The familiar sensation of the three intertwined and woven strands of hair imbues a certain calmness, and helps clear your mind.

Azuzu… no… you’re pretty sure that’s not her name. Red… Red… Red… Cheeks? Red Bottom… no, that’s practically the same thing. Red face? Blushing… Blushy? No, no, no! She wants to be your underling? Underling? Minion? Servent? Slave? Godammit! Why is it getting even -more- skeevy the more you think about it?!

At the very least you’re sure her name starts with Az… Az….zy? Azzy… Hmmm… good enough for now. It’s -almost- like saying her name, but then again you’ve only got a single syllable to work with, unlike how you were able to form Deli-brat off off the first -two.-

You’d ponder this more, but the situation beside your bed has been steadily growing worse and worse. Kamiko has her entire hand shoved beneath Azami’s sarashi, and is currently assaulting your kohai. You let of your braid.

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“K-K-K-KamIKoNooO-eh!?” You rip away your senpai to Azami’s relief. She sighs heavily now that the grabby-squeezy hands of Kamiko are no longer assaulting her… albeit… they’re assaulting -you- now. She’s simultaneously fondling your pectorals, and abs… seriously, this girl…

“Nyahehe-UNYAA!” You give her another taste of Forehead Flicking Justice, and that seems to calm her moror some. She reaches up to protect her forehead and rub the pain away soon as you retract your hand away. “Why does Chichi have to be so stingy? Chichi gets to fondle Azaza’s soft-parts, but -I- don’t-Unnyaa! Stahppit! I’s sworry!”

“I didn’t -fondle- Azzy… I -punished- her. There’s a difference.” You pull your hand away from Kamiko’s face once more, just having attacked an unguarded section of forehead.

“Fondle or no fondle, how are you feeling now?” Yori has returned to your bedside, and she’s got that clipboard in her hands again. “While I’d love to hear, -and- perhaps get -involved- in all this fondling, I’m still the Nurse’s assistant.”

“Uhh… shit… Well, I’s doin’ fine, y’know. Considerin’ I fell outta a window and all. Oh!” You release Kamiko, giving her a slight push towards the end of the bed, -away- from Azami. “How’s Rep doin’? He came down wit me, but I dun see him here.”

“Oh, Taro Ono. He’s perfectly fine. Apparently you shielded him -very- well from much of the impact. He’s off in class right now. He wanted me to give you his gratitude, and that he wants to talk with you after school.” She looks up from her clipboard for a moment after writing something down. “Can you stand? How’s your breathing? Do you feel any residual pain? You were -pretty- beat up when you came in here.”

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“Yeah. I’s good.” You stand up, getting out of the bed on the side opposite of Azami. With a nice stretch, you feel all the soreness of getting into two fights -and- the fall, but it doesn’t hurt -too- much. While it doesn’t hurt too bad, you -do- notice that your shirt is missing now. You can see where you’ve been patched up with bandages and bandaids. You’ve been laying shirtless in the bed this entire time. “Yeah. Everythin’ is fine… where’s m’clothes?... You didn’t -do- somethin’ to me while I was-”

“No, I did not. While I might enjoy how you look without your clothes on, I’m fully serious with what I’m doing here.” Yori jots some more things down before sitting back in her chair. “I told you. There’s a difference between being a patient, and being an able-bodied young man.”

“Th’heck you talking ‘bout! Chichi here -is- an able-bodied young man! Even -wit- all the knicks and bruises!” Kamiko lunges forward on the bed, sliding atop the sheets until she comes to rest with her arms wrapped around your waist; a good portion of her body is hanging over the gap between you and the bed, supported by her arms around you, and her legs still on it. “Dis is a -minor- setback fer the Golden Lion! He’ll cruise on by, and keep on roarin’! Nyahahaha!”

“Wow! Is Boss -really- that strong?” Azami stands up and covers her mouth in surprise. “I was actually wondering why he wasn’t sent to the hospital after all that, but now it makes sense!”

“Yeah, Chitose-kun here is actually -quite- durable. Has been since he was only a -little- scrapper, if I recall correctly.” Yori speaks up and finishes up her work on her clipboard.

“Th’fuck? How’d you know that?” You push Kamiko off of you, and back onto the bed where she rolls over to brag about your to Azami.

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“You -wound- me Chitose-kun. Have you -really forgotten me?” Yori smiles and winks at you. “Sure, I might not have been -quite- as hot as I am now, but I thought you’d remember me.”

The bell rings overhead, signaling the end of one class, and the beginning of another.

“Oh! Looks like the last class of the day is beginning. Will you be attending your next class, or will you spend a bit more time here with little ole me?” She looks towards the clock for only a few moments before turning back to you. While Azami is still distracted by Kamiko’s stories on how durable you can be, Yori flirts and teases you by unbuttoning her already fairly open and revealing shirt, as well as lifting her skirt up again… “Oh, and I would suggest Yamamoto-senpai as well as Nakamura-chan return to their classes at this time. Chitose-kun -is- awake now, and doing fine. He will not be in need of your support. When the nurse comes back, you two might get in trouble.”

“Wha~? Dammit…” Azami frowns at this revelation, before standing up. “I guess at least I can tell Junko what happened. Kamiko-senpai, will ya tell me more of this later?”

“Yeah, yeah! It’ll be great! I’ll tell ya ‘bout the time this guy got hit by a CAR! Nyahahaha!” She breaks out into laughter… while -she- might find that story amusing, that shit hurt!... but… if you’re wanting to discover what Yori means by knowing you from a few years back, that’d mean you’d probably need to fend her off some more…

>Tell them to go on ahead. You’re gonna rest a bit.
>Tell them to stay, screw the rules. You need support.
>Fuck it. You’ll find out later when you’re not so vulnerable.
>Other [Suggestion]?

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>>43205355
>Fuck it. You’ll find out later when you’re not so vulnerable.

>>43205355
>Tell them to go on ahead. You’re gonna rest a bit.
Well the konk on the head ain't doing nothing good for my memories easy, and i's never been good wit names in da firt place.

>>43205355
>>Fuck it. You’ll find out later when you’re not so vulnerable.

>>43205355
Wait.
Is she the beautiful and charismatic warrior of justice?

>>43205482
Not the same name. Kaori Kichi vs Yori w something

>>43205355
>Tell them to go on ahead. You’re gonna rest a bit.

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Aight, we's done here brethren! Time to pack it up!

The time is now a time for questions!

Here's a couple from last thread:
>How much can Chitose Bench?
I'm thinking in the range of 300-400?

I'm not quite big on being a /fit/ person, but this number seems reasonable... if not possibly too low. This is what I get for not exercising enough.

>Fucking a, can't wait to meet big sis and her boyfriend. Is she the one person Chitose fears?
There are few who cause Chitose to fear, but yes... Yuriko is one of them. Yuriko is a big-bad yankii in her own right.

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Putting these here as I do not know how long I will be around to answer questions, but rest assured that I'm taking them!

>Archive
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>Ask
http://lord-grimsley.tumblr.com/ask

>Twittersheet
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>>43205482
Probably not.
Could be.
But also, could -not- be.
But she -could.-
She's -probably- not.
But she could.

>>43205503
Also this.

>>43205482
I'm going to go with no. I seriously doubt she go from "beautiful and charismatic warrior of justice" to slut.

>>43205503
Alright.

Tangent:
I'm about as shit at names as Chitose, so I'm loving the nicknames, Grim.

>>43205521
Naw dude, 300-400 is football player levels

>>43205521
>300-400
Jesus.
I guess that makes sense for someone punching through concrete, though.

>>43205521
So how horny is easy lay right now?

What got bunhead into a tizzy so much she went turbo lewd?

Azzy still flustered, despite us not doing nothing?


Was pink ranger his first kiss?


He still a virgin?

Who else stopped by?

What's word in the school about the fight?

>>43205355
>Fuck it. You’ll find out later when you’re not so vulnerable.

>>43205521
>>Tell them to go on ahead. You’re gonna rest a bit.

>>43205355
>Fuck it. You’ll find out later when you’re not so vulnerable.

>>43205521
Is our sister still the brightest light of this world?

>I'm about as shit at names as Chitose, so I'm loving the nicknames, Grim
Glad ya like it.

I felt it was an interesting flaw to play around with, as well as a neat indication of feels if/when he actually uses a character's proper name.