A crying statue!?

"...what!?" he demanded. It was a nude statue of a girl, who was letting tears leak from her eyes. "What the hell!?" he backed up. "Why... Why is there a statue of a girl in there, and how is she crying!?" he panicked a bit.

"Hey..." a feminine voice asked behind him, causing the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. "What do you think you're doing to my art?!"

"Ack!" he whipped around to see the art teacher behind him. "I-Ichigami-sensei!? I'm so sorry, I barged in here, and-!"

She paused, and then changed the subject, putting on a much nicer demeanor. "Oh, you're Tsukane Aono from class three, aren't you? Are you here to pick up Moka?"

If Tsukane was a bit more in a distracted state of mind, thinking Moka was distancing herself from him, he might have let that distract him. Instead, he calmly turned on the confidence, and kept his guard up, and pretended like she had successfully changed the subject. "Yeah, and I wanted to see how she was doing."

"I'm afraid Moka is much too busy to spend time with you," the teacher said smoothly.

"Tsukane, what are you doing here?" Moka asked, walking into the room.

"I was actually checking in on you," Tsukane replied.

"Oh... I'm sorry, but could you go? I'm... Kinda working on something I don't want to share with you at the moment..." Moka asked.

While Tsukane questioned that a bit, he didn't let that distract him from the task at hand. "Alright, I won't pry," Tsukane shrugged, and walked by Moka on the way out... Before snagging the Rosary and yanking it off.

"...eh?" Moka asked, before the usual transformation happened, and Ichigami covered her eyes from the flash.

"What the hell!?" she demanded.

Once Inner Moka had fully emerged, she gave Tsukane a glare, and demanded, "What is the meaning of this!?"

"You'll understand in a second," Tsukane replied, before turning a hard stare to the now on edge art teacher. "Now... Sensei... Care to explain just what the fuck is with that crying statue in the locker?"