A jacket and skirt, enough to replace what was missing

(chapter originally by doragom333 at writing.com)

Mitsuru smiled as she saw her now mostly-clothed body in the mirror. The jacket and skirt fit her perfectly. Even better, they were of the school colors, so it would look to the Student Council that she simply went to get her spare outfit. The only problem was that the jacket didn't have buttons, so it was open in the middle, but the sides were able to close enough to cover her breasts on their own.

"Excellent!" Mitsuru said. "With this, even my ruined blouse will work!"

Pulling off the jacket and putting the blouse on, Mitsuru could have sworn that the buttons were more difficult to put on together than before. "Nonsense," she thought. "It must be nerves. Today truly has been quite the ordeal."

Putting the jacket and shoes back on once more, she took one last look in the mirror. Staring back at her was the proud reflection of Mitsuru Kirijo. Even her damp blouse seemed less transparent. At the very least it was less noticeable as it was now only a vertical stripe along the center of her body instead of her entire top half. Also, it was not obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra at the moment, which was a huge relief.

With everything in order, Mitsuru proudly strode back to the Student Council Room. Throwing the door open, she saw that everyone was still there, though they seemed to be in the middle of packing up.

"Mitsuru-san!" "Mitsuru-senpai!" various voices gasped in surprise.

Mitsuru pressed her advantage. "I apologize for the delay," she announced. "It has been a long day, and I am sorry to have kept you, but we can now finish this without any further interruptions. Fushimi," she turned to Chihiro.

"Yes?" Chihiro replied nervously.

"The financial records?" Mitsuru asked.

"Oh, yes!" Chihiro nodded, picking up the Finances folder from a nearby table. "I almost forgot about them."

"Very well," said Mitsuru, taking the folder from her, making her way to the table and sitting down to read it. Taking a look at the faces of the other council members, many were showing expressions of shock, and some of dismay. "Hmph, so sad that the show's over already?" Mitsuru thought, smirking. It was quite the embarrassing moment for her, and she was sure that the Council wouldn't be forgetting it any time soon, but what's done was done. What mattered now was that everything was back in control. And it was a good thing too. A good 15 minutes had been wasted with this diversion. One way or another, the budget plan had to be finished today. With luck, she could finish the review of this plan and be done within the hour, just in time to submit the plan to the budgeting office before the deadline.

But, unfortunately for her, today wasn't Mitsuru's lucky day.

Unbeknownst to Mitsuru, her outfit was not nearly as secure as she wanted it to be. Not only had the shrinkage of her blouse tightened it to the breaking point, but her new skirt's zipper was cheap and poorly made, and was only part of the skirt in the first place due to a lack of quality materials. However, Mitsuru remained oblivious to this, as she was too absorbed within her review of the financial plan to notice.

"Hm... everything seems to be in order. Wait... Hold a moment!" Mitsuru said, seeing something odd in the plan. "There seem to be transfers of funds between clubs labeled only as 'expenses'. What are these?"

As Mitsuru rose from her seat and leaned forward to address the council while pointing at the plan-