Chiaki is very tired; it might take a bit

Chiaki yawned again as she walked through the halls. It seemed unusually chilly today, and the cold always made her more tired than normal. They should really heat these hallways better. Her jacket normally kept her nice and warm, but it didn’t seem to be doing anything today.

Chiaki stopped for a moment, her tired mind working slowly. Come to think of it, was she wearing her jacket? She reached for her arm, expecting to find the soft fabric of her hoodie. Instead, she felt only her bare skin. Oh, that explained it. She must have forgotten her jacket. She’d have to look for it tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep. She liked her jacket.

Chiaki kept walking the empty halls, looking around. She must have napped later then she thought; almost nobody seemed to be around. The only other person she could see was Soda, who was busy working on some sort of device in the doorway of a classroom.

“Hello, Kazuichi,” Chiaki said politely as she approached.

“Oh. Hey, Chiaki,” Kazuichi said distractedly, not looking up from his work. Chiaki wasn’t offended; she often spoke to people without looking away from her game. “I’m just trying to fix this stupid thing.”

“What does it do?” Chiaki asked, somewhat curious.

“It’s supposed to pick trash. Y’know, just walking around and clean up around the school,” Kazuichi said frustratedly. He had to crouch to work on the robot, and the position did not look very comfortable. “But the balance is all off; it keeps falling over when it walks.”

“That would be useful. I was on clean-up duty today,” Chiaki said thoughtfully.

“Oh, really?” Kazuichi said, turning around. “Yeah, clean-up duty is sorta what inspired-gah!” His eyes widened in surprise, and he fell backwards onto his butt. “What the hell?”

Kazuichi had been expecting to see Chiaki when he turned around. He had not been expecting to see Chiaki naked. Not that it was an unpleasant sight, but it was certainly an unexpected one! Kazuichi had always known, theoretically, that Chiaki had a great body, but it was another thing to see it firsthand. Her boobs were huge, not to mention pale and smooth. Watching them rise and fall as the girl breathed was almost hypnotic. And once he’d torn his eyes away from them, Kazuichi was confronted by her bare, hairless pussy, which was currently at eye level. If he were to just lean forward, he could bury his mouth right into it.

Chiaki looked behind her, seeking nothing, but inadvertently giving Kazuichi a good view of her bare, full bottom. “What is it?” she asked, concerned.

Kazuichi jumped up, red-faced. No, he was loyal to Ms. Sonia! He couldn’t let his heart be swayed like this! “Ah, it’s-it’s nothing!” he said hastily. “I-I think I'm just too hard-I mean! I’m just working too hard! I’m seeing things.”

Chiaki nodded in understanding. “Oh, like hallucinations? I get those too sometimes. I’ll start to see people as zombies, or see power-ups in real life. Usually, it means I have to go to bed.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea!” Kazuichi said desperately, trying to maintain eye contact. “We should go to bed. Separately! Like, to our own beds! Not like, we should get in bed together and-” He clapped his hand over his mouth. “Bye!” he mumbled through it, before dashing off.

Chiaki frowned after him. Kazuichi had been acting very strangely. He had been very red, and seemed to have trouble speaking. Then again, Kazuichi often acted oddly. She bent down, patting the robot lightly on the head, before continuing down the hall.

After a moment, the robot stirred, slowly trudging after her.