HIDE THE EVIDENCE, STAT!

Thankfully, his desk had space for the undershirt, and it both opened and shut with little to no resistance. Kiyotaka breathed a sigh of relief as the door stopped moving for a moment, and then he eyed the desk. The teacher's desk, to be specific. The wooden, cum-stained mess at the front of the room that Toko Fukawa was leaning over, even more of her purple dress falling victim to stains.

"Are you licking it?" Kiyotaka asked in disbelief. He hadn't asked her to do that. He was fairly certain she hadn't even written a command like that in the notebook. Her eyes turned towards him, and she gave him the stink-eye in response. "I'm spitting on it." She replied, shaking her head. "It's easier to wipe it off while it's wet, instead of waiting for it to get flaky!"

That made sense. Kiyotaka breathed a sigh of relief, only to pause as Toko's glare remained.

"What?"

"Apologize. The other guys may see me as a "degenerate", but everyone has limits! Except for that pig in class 79. Actually- maybe later we should write Miu's name in the notebook." Toko murmured, as her expression changed from one of irritation to one of...deep thought. Yes, that's how Kiyotaka chose to perceive it.

"I'm not...entirely opposed to that. We might be able to add some discipline to her life, if we play our cards right." He muttered, thinking. Discipline. Right. Miu's perverted outlook and her actions were probably simply due to a lack of focus, or being starved for affection. It was entirely possible that he could affect her libido directly.

Alternatively, he and Toko were both just rationalizing reasons to use the Sex Note on people they knew. That was probably more likely, given Kiyotaka wasn't the Ultimate Psychologist, and that worried him.

"Sorry." He apologized, bowing his head slightly as her glare fully subsided. "If we're going to be working together like this, I suppose I should figure out what you're fine with, and what you aren't." He nodded. "Sorry to interject, but what did you write in the notebook?"

"Oh, right!" Toko paused. "I wrote that Byakuga and Makoto would get too distracted by sexual thoughts and leave. Kyoko's still out in the hallway, but I thought it might be...well, if you wanted to do something with her-" She blushed, only to freeze as Kiyotaka sighed.

"My legs are still pretty conked out, and I don't...know who to go after next. I know I just agreed to work with you on this, but Sayaka and I- look, let's work on making it so I'm not winded after the first go. The book allows body-alterations, right? We should experiment with it LATER." Kiyotaka emphasized, as Toko wiped at the teacher's desk with several tissues. "Right now, what you need to do is get back to your dorm and get changed. Rush out there, tell Kyoko you're alright, then bolt. We can get rid of that evidence via the laundry machine, and go from there. I'll meet up with you at lunch." He paused. "Good?"

"Anything for you, Master." Toko replied, though her expression told him she was still getting used to calling him that over Byakuga. He hadn't asked, but it was pretty clear that Toko liked hierarchies. God, he was going to have to get used to that, wasn't he?

Either way, it didn't take too long for her to rush to the door.

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"Curious." Kyoko muttered. "First the Prime Minister decides to have sex on international television, then Makoto and Byakuga both get hard-ons simultaneously. They're not coming back, are they?" She asked, looking down at the small bear standing before her. Monokuma, to his credit, shrugged after coughing once.

"How should I know? I'm not the one they were both ogling. Maybe it's a glove fetish that got them going. You did grab onto the doorknob with one of those right when they excused themselves!" The black and white bear shook his head. "To think about how indecent this world is getting. Everywhere I look, it's just **** in animated films and sex on the news. Anyway, you've got bigger problems than the Mystery of The Tardy Boys's Mutual Jackoff Session. There's a crime you've missed!"

"Crime?" Kyoko asked, as her agitated expression changed to one of total attention. It was one of those magical words that gave the Ultimate Detective focus, and the bear seemed to know that as he gestured to the door. "Yes! A crime of passion! You've already caught on to some of the sexual happenings going on around the world, but you haven't even scratched the surface of what's happening on school grounds! For all you know, you might have overlooked some seriously supernatural happenstances within this very building! There's a Specter haunting Hope's Peak, and it isn't the one of Social Inequality or Rich Folks looking down on Poor People. No, there's a Specter of Lust haunting the world, and something at Hope's Peak is tied to that!"

"How would you know that?" Kyoko asked, even as the gears began to turn. "And why would you tell me this information?"

"Bears know a lot of things, Miss Kirigiri! They know when to hibernate, they know what to do in the woods, and they can get to any food you haven't properly secured really easily." Monokuma replied, his grin widening into a fanged smile. "And I'm telling you this out of the goodness of my heart! You're the Ultimate Detective, right? Cases have got to be what gets you excited, and this is the type of thing you'd definitely want to solve!"

It was hard to believe Monokuma didn't have any ulterior motives at all. Specifically, the idea that this bear didn't have an ulterior motive was completely irrational to Kyoko herself. Her hand went to her chin as the door flew open.

"Oh, Kyoko! Didn't see you there!" Toko exclaimed, waving quickly. "I was just in the closet waiting for Byakuga to come back, and- wow, it looks like I'm going to miss all of second period! Gah! I should get ready for lunch! Got to go!" She shouted, sprinting towards the dorms after exclaiming her explanation at rapid-fire speeds.

"...Huh?" Kyoko asked, her eyes widening as she tracked Toko's run.

"Lunch? Oh jeez, if I don't hurry, I'm not gonna be in front of the line!" Monokuma exclaimed, as he turned to sprint in the opposite direction. "Good luck on that case, Kyoko! If you need any help, don't hesitate to call for my name! Just say "Monokuma is the smartest bear I've ever seen! Please forgive me, because I don't know where to go!"

"I'm not doing that."

"Aw." Monokuma deflated, as his sprint turned into a plodding walk. "Well, you'll be able to put the pieces together, maybe. It should be really fun to watch you guys scramble around, you know? That, or get fucked repeatedly until the viewers forget there was ever a plot anyway."

"You never gave me any clues in the first place." Kyoko muttered, turning to walk away. Lunch. She had pieces to put together, and a good meal helped with all of those.

Whether or not she'd seen Kiyotaka hiding in the back of the room, or picked up on the scent of sex after Toko had flung the door open was unknown to him, but he'd been given an opening to scramble out, doing his best to act perfectly natural. It was lunch time. Almost. He just had to act natural, and ignore the prickling feeling running down his spine. Everyone was gone, so why did he feel like he was still being watched?

It didn't matter. He had lunch to get to, Toko to check up on, and experiments to run.

...As soon as she came back with the notebook, which she'd still been holding when she bolted. He sighed, then put his right palm to his face. This relationship was going to take a bit of work, wasn't it?