Duty is a rather powerful force, although that does tend to depend on the person. In Setsuna's case she'd been feeling rather peculiar all morning, but she was hardly the kind of girl to let a little headache get in the way of what she intended to do. She had trained through worse, so that rather seemed like a silly excuse. Therefore. She bathed. Dressed. Only looked at her roommates just a little bit while doing so, and then walked calmly out of the front door with only the slightest little bit of uncharacteristic swish to her hips. And, therefore, only felt just a little bit good about doing so.
That's right. Now that she was fully awake Setsuna was the very living embodiment of serious devotion to her sacred duty. To a sacred body that she privately worshipped. So privately, in fact, that she didn't even admit it to herself. Well, privacy did tend to come rather naturally to her anyway. Keeping her own past a secret, her lineage as half demon...
"Good morning, Setsuna!" said an adorable bundle rapidly striking her right in the chest, the only thing alive that she couldn't raise her guard against. Konoka had arrived, and was sweetly nuzzling her face against Setsuna in a way that made her feel so good. Soo good...
"G-Good morning, Konoka," Setsuna said. Her trembling hand patted Konoka on the top of her head. Oh. Let her stay like this just a little longer. It was so adorable the way she was holding on like that. Ah! No, no, no! She pushed Konoka out of there by the shoulders and winced at the headache hitting her out of nowhere. "Are you ready for your morning meditation?"
"Yep, yep!" Konoka brightly smiled, and before that smile no headache could survive. It was a more definitive final attack than anything the Shinmei-ryu could ever develop. "Are you feeling unwell?" Konoka asked, pressing first her hand against Setsuna's forehead and then her own forehead against the back of her own hand. "Hmm? You seem a little flushed this morning. Oh, no! And it's getting worse! Did you sleep alright?"
"I slept fine! Really!" Setsuna insisted, forcing herself to step away, and in so doing... Ugh! Another headache! Perhaps something really was wrong with her? Some form of sickness? "F-For now we should concentrate on your training and meditation."
"Hrm..." Konoka sighed, tilting her head in just the most adorable way. A perfect cut through any defense! "I don't know... If you're not feeling well, maybe I should take you back to bed?"
Back to bed... Take her back to bed... To bed with Konoka... So inappropriate! So terribly inappropriate for the two of them to... The two of them to...
However. If there was any single thing that could override Konoka's cuteness where Setsuna was concerned, it had to be the very idea of her being worried about something. If she was worried about something, then it was her duty to eliminate it. Post haste.
"If I did not know any better, that would sound as though you were trying to make an excuse to miss your meditation today," Setsuna mused. Oh! The way she cutely panicked just a touch was extra cute! "But that doesn't sound like the Konoka I know... Does it?"
"N-No, no, no! I'm not trying to -" Konoka gulped. "I mean, let's go to the usual place! I'll even lead the way!"
And off Konoka skipped, innocent, carefree and apparently oblivious to the way that short skirt hugged her hips and put so much emphasis on her splendid legs and nice, round tush. Well, that was more because of the subtle way the frilly garment swished and swayed back and forth in a manner that rather naturally drew the eye. Setsuna tried to look away when she realised the inappropriateness of staring, but was struck by yet another headache that only retreated when she returned her gaze to that wonderful sight right in front of her. Swish. Nice. Swish. Nice. Swish. So nice to stare at. So good a feeling. So bad to look away. So why should she?
"Alright!" Konoka said triumphantly. "Here we are. Um... Could you please give me a lift? I can't reach by myself."
"Certainly," Setsuna said, effortlessly scooping Konoka into her arms and allowing herself a brief moment to appreciate the warmth brought from her closeness and the smell like a field of flowers that made her feel relaxed and wonderful. Checking that nobody was around to see, and then... Hop up to the roof. There was no access up here for students or faculty, no security cameras placed in this exact location. The perfect private oasis for them to spend the morning meditating and training.
"Um... Setsuna?" Konoka said. "You can put me down now."
"Oh!" Setsuna gasped. "Yes. Yes, of course." She felt another headache while putting Konoka down, but for whatever reason it abated somewhat when the back of her hand accidentally stroked Konoka's thigh. Could it be that her presence was so calming that it actually dispelled headaches and possibly other pains as well? Interesting. Yes. It seemed to Setsuna that this might require further investigation.
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The facilities available at Mahora Academy should absolutely not be underestimated. They had it all here. Whatever you could need as a student, for any field in which you might be interested, they had it. They had laboratories, they had a magnificent library, they had research tools and literature for any type of topic currently known to man, and, for the discerning student, a few that were not.
So should it be any surprise that they also had facilities for the more physically inclined among those that might attend? Swimming pools, gyms, tennis courts, all manner of balls, nets, bats and racquets were available for easy use. Pick a sport. If it's performed at an international level, then it can be played here. All you needed were the players.
On the other hand, they also had rooms like this. A training dojo. But not just any training dojo. This one was full of punching bags that could be set to move at random patterns along machinery attached to the ceiling. It was state of the art, contained literature on every form of martial art known to modern man, and the room was used so frequently by Ku Fei that it might as well have been her bedroom.
A mark of martial arts mastery is the ability to control the fury of your attacks. It's easy to hit people hard enough to cause bruising or break a bone. Far more difficult is the ability to punch a butterfly without breaking its wings. That is mastery. That is elegance, and right now it must be said that Ku Fei was moving through that room with an elegance that turned the entire purpose of the room's machinery completely on its head.
What is meant by that remark? Well, let's examine what she's wearing first. A red gi with a black belt wrapped around, not her waist, but rather her head. Completely covering her eyes. She takes a step, moves her head just so, and a punching bag goes past where her head used to be. Yes. Rather than using this technology to strike the bags, she is instead using it to finely hone her other senses so that she can even move through a cloud of wasps without getting stung one time. Not that she would notice much even if she were stung. Ku Fei's pain tolerance was much higher than almost anyone else she knew.
But that's not to say she wouldn't notice a little thing like a perpetual splitting headache after a while. Which is what she'd been enduring all morning without much difficulty, right up until she'd put on the blindfold, when it suddenly started to hit her like a truck.
"Don't feel good..." she said, rubbing her temple while casually sidestepping another bag. She unconsciously adjusted the top of her gi, exposing a little more neck than usual. "Ah, feel better now!" she said triumphantly, then reached out her hand and struck the "stop" button on the side of the room, bringing all of the machinery to an immediate halt.
"Ah, that was a good workout!" Ku Fei said to herself. It was more practising the second language she was learning, being native Chinese. "Worked up a good sweat! Now to shower and prepare for lessons! Hooray!"
So, Ku Fei would be quite a frustrating nut to crack so far as the spell was concerned. Getting her to readjust her gi to show off a little more flesh was just about the extent of what it could manage. The girl was simply too well trained at resisting pain. A mere headache wasn't enough of a carrot to make her jump, and she was just a little too naive about sexuality to give it many carrots to nibble on for good behaviour. If it were a physical entity it might have been panting and sweaty from trying so desperately hard to make her do something - anything! - Perverted... To pretty much no avail.
But then, aha, it might have breathed a sigh of relief as it caught something it could use. Ku Fei was going into the changing room. Ku Fei was taking off her gi. A little spike of pleasure for taking off her clothes... But that was a small victory compared to what could come next. Because before she reached the showers Ku Fei was staring at a full-body mirror reflection of herself that happened to be in the corner of the room.
"Hrm?" Ku sighed, feeling an extremely unusual spike of pleasure at the sight of herself in the nude. "What is this? For some reason I feel much better all of a sudden by looking at myself."
Now. She was a bit of a naive girl in some respects. Powerful, but naive. This did not mean she was stupid. It meant that she would simply have to experiment a little bit. Look away from the mirror? A little tingling headache. Look at the mirror? Bliss! Looking herself right in the eyes? Why, that was nice but not quite as nice as looking elsewhere, as she soon discovered. Like her chest. Or her vaginal area. Or, if she turned a little bit, her butt. They were the things that it felt nicest to look at.
"Now that I think about it," Ku said aloud, giving herself a small twirl in place. "It felt rather nice earlier when Setsuna saw me as well. Maybe it feels nice to be looked at?"
Lo and behold, the germ of a seed of perversion was planted within a mind where none existed to begin with. It just goes to show. With a little bit of persistence and imagination, you can accomplish almost anything. Like, for example, getting Ku to practise a kata while naked and standing in front of a mirror.
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Under normal circumstances, Kaede would be delighted to practise her ninja skills up in the mountains. Away from people. In a place where nobody would be able to see her. However. This morning she had an epiphany, de gozaru! How could she develop her skills as a ninja if she only practised where nobody could see her? After all, the idea of training was to test limits. Yes?
Which might be why she was skulking along in the shadows. Might be. Or maybe it was because she was unconsciously aware of something watching her. Something that wasn't exactly keeping her best interests in mind. Or she might just be pretending that to try and make her hiding skills a little sharper. Who could say, de gozaru?
Anyway, she had been kind of feeling a little off this morning for whatever reason. There almost was a presence following her around. Her fellow students did seem rather oblivious to her. Walking underneath... It was a good thing too! Given the skirt she was wearing today, if they'd looked up they might have seen the shorts she wore underneath, which wouldn't be nearly as bad as if they'd seen her panties.
Oof, where did that headache come from all of a sudden? Oh well! It probably wasn't important. What was important was that she set herself an objective for this training and beat it. Like, say... Following her roommate Setsuna, whom she could see down there trailing after Konoka. Aha! If she could keep up with that girl, especially with Konoka around, then her sneaking skills would be truly superb! Even if she were caught out she had a couple of ready-made excuses, like - Hrm? Why was Setsuna picking her up like - Ohhhh! That was a nice jump! Gave a pretty good panty shot too that made Kaede bite her lip in appreciation. Very nice.
Up on the roof, was it? Well then. Up Kaede would also go. Scaling sheer surfaces was a surefire stealth technique. Up, up she goes, eyes closed and lips turned up in a typical smile, de gozaru! My, my. What on earth are those two doing at this time of the morning, she wondered?
By her bare fingertips Kaede hung onto the edge of the roof once she'd reached the top, and then she simply hung there. Listening. Hohoho! Triumph! Victory! She would stay here just a little while to glean the reason they were in such a difficult-to-reach location and then depart, unknown, unnoticed, and she wouldn't even tell anyone even if they were engaged in something a little more... Oooh, for some reason even imagining that sort of thing made her feel rather nice.
"Ahhh, Setsuna!" Konoka whined. "That doesn't feel nice at all!"
"In a few moments it will feel good," Setsuna said. "Remember your breathing and try to relax."
Oho? M-Maybe her imaginings were true after all? She considered peeking to confirm, but that would mean getting caught and - Ow! A headache? Shake it off and continue listening. Perhaps this is one of those comedic misunderstandings she'd been hearing so much about?
"Wah! I can't reach that far!"
"Nngh!" Setsuna grunted. "Y-Yes, you can. Adjust your position like I showed you... Here, allow me to grab your leg."
No, this had to be a misunderstanding. They were probably just training. Yes, yes! Of course, de gozaru! That would explain it quite nicely. Just a nice and simple training session with nothing strange or -
"Your soft, supple, beautiful leg..."
... On second thought, perhaps it was time Kaede was going. Ah, yes! She just so happened to remember something else she was going to do this morning. This very important thing just so happened to entail not being near this rooftop at this particular moment in time, no matter how good it strangely felt to imagine what might be going on up there. Yes, yes! Definitely other places to be, de gozaru! Places that were not here, people that were not doing... Oof, headache again! Maybe an aspirin would help? Maybe... Somewhere like the beach? Or the ladies' locker room? Somewhere she could see two fellow girls interact without doing naughty, naughty things?
Although it must be said that those kinds of places might also provide her with rather fascinating possibilities for stealth training... Definitely something to consider. Oh, yes. Definitely...
- Chamo manages to get at least one more girl with the spell before everyone's awake.
- Nodoka tries to maintain a non-perverted conversation with Asuna and Yue.
- Ku wanders over to meet up with Chao, discovers a new "invention" is waiting for her.
- Kaede discovers Ku doing a nude kata in front of a mirror and observes.
- Setsuna and Konoka's training continues.
- Something else
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