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“Alright guys this is it, our moment has finally arrived.”
“Hehehe, to think that we would be so lucky to find something like this our second week here god must have blessed us.”
“I can’t believe that this is still happening.”
Standing outside at the open field of Kuoh Academy a trio of perverted teens ironically called the perverted trio which consisted of Matsuda, Motohama and Issei Hyoudou gathered around a small hole in a wall that allowed them to take a peak inside the locker room for Kuoh’s Kendo Club. And for them this was a blessing as all members of the Kendo Club were females meaning that there was no chance that they would get flashed by some guys' balls.
“Oh man I can’t wait for them to get out of practice, this is gonna be so good.” Matsuda said with a voice full of wonder as tears of joy began to leak from his eyes. “Ah I’m so happy we decided to go here you guys.”
Motohama nodded his head in agreement as he adjusted his glasses. “You said it man.” He responded with a chuckle. “But still all thanks goes out to Issei. I still don’t know how you were able to find this spot when we couldn't find anything during that school tour we had.”
Feeling touched by his friends' praise the teen began rubbing his nose and acting all bashful as he simply let out a smug chuckle. “Well you see my friends, it all started when school was over.”
Flashback…
Slumped over at his desk, Issei could confidently say that it felt like his brain was going to explode. ‘I can’t believe we got twenty papers worth of homework our first week here, I know that Kuoh is supposed to be this super prestigious school but cut a guy some slack I barely made it in!’ Feeling tears of frustration well up in his eyes the teen wiped them away with a quick hand because after all no girl liked seeing men cry. “Well they might like seeing Kiba cry. Depends on what that handsome bastard is crying about though I guess right guys.” Looking over to his left expecting to see Motohama and Matsuda agree with him all the teen found was empty chairs, in fact the whole classroom was empty save for Issei and his sensei.
“Hyoudou-san, if you could stop moping around the class and go home, I might be more lenient when it comes to grading your work.”
“Sorry about that, sensei.” Sheepishly rubbing the back of his head in complete embarrassment. Issei started to quickly gather up his school supplies.
“Hah.” Sighing loudly as he watched Issei fumble around, the teacher began to gather his own things. “As if it wasn’t bad enough we have to deal with this sudden drove of new students but apparently there’s a hole in the back of the Kendo’s club locker room. The troubles keep piling up and it’s only the first week of school.”
Now while the educator thought he was being quiet enough with his ramblings, Issei’s sharp ears picked up on what was said and a lecherous grin spread across his face. ‘A hole in the locker room you say.’
Flashback End…
“Wow.” Went Matsuda as his friend finished his tale. “I agree all this homework they give us really is a pain in the ass.”
“All too true my friends.” Motohama agreed. “But still it’s a small price to pay as we now shall be rewarded for our efforts, also if you need help with the homework you know you can just use Google?”
“I know that! But that’s not the problem, it's the fact I keep getting drowned in so much work that I don’t get time to jerk off till it’s too late.” Issei argued.
Smirking at the anger clearly on his friend's face, Motohama adjusted his glasses as he responded. “Well maybe if you stopped moping at the end of class you can finish your work faster.”
“WHY I OUTTA!”
“Shut the fuck up you guys.” The bald teen quietly shouted as he shut down the argument between his friends but instead of him looking pissed at them, Matsuda just grinned as if Christmas came early. “They’re starting to come in.”
Quickly getting into position, Issei crouched low with his friends hovering above him so that all three of them could get a good look. The trio of perverts watched on with anticipation as they heard the door open up and soon the beautiful members of the Kendo Club started to come in.
“Holy shit imagine if Toujou-chan was here right now.”
“Who cares about that right now Matsuda? I want to see if my calculations were right about their three sizes.”
“Keep your calculations to yourself, genius. I just wanna see their oppai.”
Now due to the perverted trio being engrossed in their perverted fantasies the boys failed to notice something very crucial about their current situation. The girls weren’t changing out of their clothes or even talking to each other instead with determined looks on their faces the members of the Kendo Club fanned out across the room clearly looking for something.
“Argh, just what are they doing?”
“I know can't they hurry up and just strip already.”
“Hey guys, doesn't it look like there lo-.”
“OVER HERE!”
Ripped out of their musing due to the loud yell the perverted trio froze up and with hesitation they glanced up through the hole to see Katase staring right back at them. “The Principal was right! Somebody is trying to peep on us!”
“OH SHIT!” Came the collective yell from the perverted trio as they quickly backed away from the hole in fear.
“Every man for themselves!” Yelled the bald teen as he made a mad dash and due to him being a former athlete he was already long gone from the scene of the crime by the time his friends properly gathered themselves.
“That asshole!” Following Matsuda’s lead, Motohama stood up and began to run. “Come on Issei!”
“You don’t gotta tell me twi-whoa!” Dodging a wide strike from Murayama's shinai the brunette took off and made his way across the wide dirt field. “Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god!” He yelled out.
“Don’t let your foot off the gas Issei!” Motohama yelled out as he ran ahead of Issei. “If we do I’m not sure if they'll let us keep our dicks!”
“AND WE WON’T!” Voiced one of the many girls chasing after them. “TAKE THIS!”
“Huh? Oh no!” Looking over his shoulder, Issei saw one of the many shinai be launched like a spear as Katase threw it forward aiming for the brunette. Fortunately for him it missed his face by an inch and however the teen running ahead of him wasn’t so lucky as it struck him dead on.
“AIEEEEEE!!!!” Letting out a scream of pure pain and agony that turned into silent whimpers, Issei could watch in horror as he passed the crumbled up form of Motohama as the shinai hit him square in the ass and from how the wooden blade was standing up all by itself from where it pierced his behind it seemed that Katase got a bullseye.
“MOTOHAMAAAAAA!” Looking down at his friend who lay dead on the ground sodomized by an overgrown wooden stick thrown by a pink haired brute with great oppai brought on a flood of tears and snot that freely flowed down Issei’s face. “I’LL NEVER FORGET YOU FOR AS LONG AS I LIV-oof!”
Slamming into what felt like a brick wall, Issei’s passionate speech was cut off as he fell down onto the ground dazed. “What did I hi-ack!” Cut off once again but this time something heavy was dropped onto his stomach taking the wind right out of him. “What the.” Gathering himself Issei struggled to sit up due to the heavy lug on him. “MATSUDA!” He yelled out in fright as the one man who should’ve got away from this whole catastrophe was passed out on top of him, pale and wide eyed. “What happened to you!
“Oh, Hyouodu-san I have to say I’m very taken at how much concern you show your friends.” Freezing up at the monotone voice speaking to him, the aforementioned looked up from his friend's body inch by inch as he saw black trousers, then a white dress shirt accompanied with a black tie and matching coat and finally two yellow ringed eyes that filled him with dread. “However as the Principal of this school I take my role very seriously as the guardian of all of you children. I nurture you, protect you but I must also discipline children who act out of turn.” Still looking down at the boy splayed in front of her she smiled down at him as an ever growing amount of sweat began to build up on his face. “Isn’t that right girls?”
“Yes Kouchou-sensei!”