Have you ever seen a really good sniper in action? The correct answer is 'no'. Because a really good sniper does not get seen. The best of snipers can hide so well that not even their allies know where they are, at least not until enemies start dropping left and right. Well, Mana is a good sniper. No, no that's not quite right. Mana is a fucking Goddess among snipers. Her aim is immaculate. Her targets often don't even know they are in danger until about two seconds after they've already been shot. She moves like the wind, she shoots with deadly precision and heaven help you if you get in her way when she's on a mission.
As such, even a certain sneaky reporter was having trouble tailing this lead. It was uncanny. All that happened was turning a corner, and five seconds later she was not there. No sign of her.
"Wish I knew how she did that," Kazumi said, scratching her head. "Well... as if that's gonna make me give this up! There's a story here, I feel it in my -"
There was, without warning, a giggling sound from somewhere nearby, and a pink eruption of glitter popped up around the head of a girl walking down the corridor. She recoiled as though struck by something, and then this weirdly goofy expression came onto her face.
"Nnnnnngh!" the girl grunted, her entire body tensing for some reason. After a moment she collapsed to her knees, and began to rub her thighs through her skirt. "Ooooh, boy... Oh boy!"
“Hey, are you alright?” A male student close to her age walked up to the girl before bending over a little to get a closer look. “Should I call a teacher?”
They should call a hotel by the looks of things. Man alive, the last time she'd seen anything pounce like that was during a nature documentary.
People were staring, a group of three girls who had been chattering with each other about something had stopped and were now standing there slack jawed. Kazumi couldn’t fault them, you didn’t see a girl trying to rip off someone’s pants with her teeth and actually succeeding every day.
"Yep, there's definitely a story here..." Kazumi muttered to herself. She absently took a few pictures, though she knew full well she could not use them for anything. This girl may be a paparazzi, but she wasn’t the type who ruined people’s lives because of public indecency. So these would go into her personal stack for now.
“Wow, that is some crazy chick.” A boy wearing the same school uniform as the one who had gotten assaulted commented not far from the three girls. “Hey, show her what a man is Keiji!” And he was dumb as a rock if he thought cheering the guy trying to fight the suddenly rape happy girl off was the best idea.
Aha! That giggling sound again! Where was that coming from? Kazumi's keen ears tuned to it and- this direction! She immediately went to the window and climbed outside, finding a tree just outside... and a pair of panties hanging from a branch.
"Uh... Huh..." Kazumi nodded. "I mean, this is far from the weirdest thing that I've ever seen... And hey, it looks like her name's embroidered on the inside, so it's definitely - "
Giggle giggle.
Kazumi's instincts as a journalist made her duck to the side. Just in time too, as a pink glittery cloud exploded by the window. Only a moment later, a breeze started up and carried the pink mist away, engulfing the three girls and the guy from earlier. All of a sudden this had become a uniform optional corridor.
Kazumi had a bit of a pervy streak, but even she was rather worried as modesty was thrown out of the window and these four went on to fulfil more.. <i>carnal</i> desires.
“Oh yes, oh yes! Oh fuck my ass, fuck me until I cannot walk anymore!” Well, at least it wouldn’t take long for the teachers to come out to fix this with everyone being so loud. That said, she certainly didn’t want to be <i>here</i> when that happened, because as the only person not acting like a dog in heat, she would be the prime suspect!
Then all of a sudden Mana was standing next to her looking very embarrassed and also very cross. She put her handgun right under Kazumi's chin and said something mysterious and threatening.
"Do not. Let me. Out of. Your sight."
"Did you do this?" Kazumi asked. Oho! What a scoop! Half demon gives into her lustful urges, spreads corruption! Needs intrepid reporter as watchdog! Sure, she couldn’t very well spread that to everyone, but it would make a nice little mini-story for the people in her class.
All of a sudden, Mana's face filled her vision. "Do. Not. Let. Me. Out. Of. Your. Sight."
Well who was she to argue?
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Though they may look similar, these two aspiring ninja twins were actually quite different in several key ways. And I don't just mean their hairstyles.
Fuka was the one among them who actively went out to play pranks on people. Yes, while her sister was far from innocent, she was the real troublemaker among the two and the one who started all the problems they get into. Meanwhile, Fumika was more level-headed, and while she did go along with her sister’s tricks, the younger sister was the one who pointed out that they were a bad idea. In addition, while her older sister was only part of the strolling club, she was also part of the School Beautification Committee and thus worked on making the school cleaner and prettier.
As such, when Asuna had come up to them to vent about her recent experience, one twin listened and the other did not. She had earphones in and was listening to music, and very occasionally said "that's awful. That's terrible."
Which meant that Fumika got to hear the terrible story about how Chisame and Nodoka were making up nonsense regarding a bimbo plague to trick her.
"That's a pretty inventive practical joke, I'll give them that much," Fumika said.
“So.. you have had nothing to do with this being brought up?” Asuna said, obviously prodding the younger twin.
“Nope, we are totally innocent in this, cross my heart and hope to die.” The pink-haired student smiled and raised both hands to show that she wasn’t in fact crossing her fingers behind her back.
Asuna was still staring, but after a moment sighed and scratched her head. “And I was hoping I would find the source of this stupid thing here.. You probably don’t have an idea who could have invented this story?”
Fumika tilted her head and chewed her lower lip.. ”Have you tried Haruna yet?”
"That's dreadful," Fuka said.
"She's not actually listening, is she?" Asuna asked.
"How horrible! The shame of it!"
"Not a word." Fumika pinched the bridge of her nose. "I'm pretty sure she doesn't know anything about this either, but I'll be sure to ask her about it later."
"See that you do," Asuna nodded. "Well, I'm feeling a bit calmer now. If you find out who put that idea in their heads, kick them in the shins for me."
Fumika nodded, waving and grabbing her sister by the arm to drag her along and away from their classmate. They turned a corner and Asuna sighed, wondering where she could go next. Perhaps Haruna was the best option.. But then maybe she should just drop this, after all this whole bimbo nonsense wasn’t even re-
There was a stinging sensation in her right thigh, and she looked down to see a tranq sticking out of her leg. Asuna blinked, hands already moving towards her pactio card and ready to fight whoever was going to try taking her down..
Then dropped like a sack of potatoes as a sedative strong enough to take out an african elephant hit her like a truck.
If only Mana hadn't been distracted when she accidentally got out of Kazumi's line of sight. Maybe she could have got here soon enough to prevent Asuna from spreading things further...
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"You know, the more I think about it, the less likely it seems that those two came up with that practical joke," Fumika said. "It doesn't quite suit their personalities. Right?"
"That's horrible," Fuka said. "So thoughtless!"
Fumika sighed and deftly tugged the earphone out of her sister's ear. "She's gone now. You didn't say anything weird to Chisame or Chao, did you?"
"I told them a knock knock joke the other day..." Fuka said. "Unless you mean something else?"
That was the trouble when dealing with Fuka. She didn't take an awful lot seriously. Still, Fumika could at least tell when she was up to something and they didn't tend to lie to each other. Oh well, she probably didn't know anything about it. Fumika shrugged and said "Never mind," and there the matter would have to rest for the time being.
Or it would have. If a gust of wind hadn't blown Fumika's earphones up a tree. "Oh darn!" she said, and then casually jumped up the branches. In the process leaving Fuka completely alone and then -
"Teehee!"
The transformation was instant and breathtaking. Anyone that knew her would hardly recognise Fumika the instant that she went full on bimbo. Her hair had turned a bright and vibrant pink, while still being tied up in pigtails they went down to the ground. The girl <i>was</i> petite before, but now she was almost double her starting height, in no small part due to a pair of legs that went on and on and on. These were the kind of legs that would turn even the staunchest of leg haters into hardcore leg fetishists, or at least someone who could appreciate what others might see in a nice pair of legs. Cover them up with black leggings, and cap those off with the snuggest pair of tight bike shorts you've ever seen in your life, you've got a work of art on your hands. As for the only other item of clothing she was wearing? A scarf. More precisely a strategically worn dark green scarf. It billowed around her neck and, in defiance of physics, common sense and public decency laws it somehow managed to keep up directly in front of her breasts without actually touching them, completely covering them from view while not actually hiding their (considerably improved upon) size.
This bimbo version of the ninja girl stared after her twin with blatant, naked lust in her eyes. She pulled out a shuriken with rounded edges that couldn't cut through wet tissue paper, and began to circle it around her mouth. The shuriken then began to vibrate, and Fumika made to put it in her mouth to suck on it -
"Got it!"
Huh. So this was what it felt like to be mortified to your core.
"So what sort of funny thing did you have in mind?" Fuka asked. To which Fumika could only make a strangled gurgling sound. What Asuna had said wasn't a joke at all, was it?! Which meant she couldn't ask her sister for help! No! "Huh? Huh? So, sis? What was the funny thing you were thinking of, huh?"
- Kazumi is really curious about why Asuna's been hogtied by Mana, and tries to listen in.
- Back to bimbo Nodoka, Chachamaru and Chao planning more lewd events.
- Evangeline and Yue are having fun in the library.
- Stick with the twins.
- Where the heck is Chisame anyway?
- Something else
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