Mahiru

Teruteru’s arm was grabbed and ripped away so hard the boy howled in pain. He felt his body get turned away until he was facing a freckled face filled with rage. “A-ah! M-my arm-!”

“You lay another finger on her and I will break it, alright?” Mahiru said as she looked the boy deep in the eyes. He whimpered.

“I-I was only trying to show her-”

“Shut up, you trashy pervert!” The small-bodied Hiyoko cried next to her as she also got in his face. “She doesn’t want your disgusting cum-stained hands all over her!”

“A-ah, I swear I wash my hands after every session-”

“SHUT UP!” Mahiru cried as she bent his arm at a painful angle, and his knees buckled as his body tried to remain in one piece. He cried out in pain and gasped.

“O-okay! Okay! I get it! I won’t! Let gooo!” He pleaded, and she glared at him for a few more seconds before she finally released him. He whimpered again as he rushed out the room and to the nurse’s office, wanting to make sure his ‘good’ arm wasn’t broken in any way. Mahiru sighed as she watched the pathetic man run.

“Th-thank you,” Chiaki said as she could feel herself finally relaxing. Mahiru didn’t look at her though, instead she kept her gaze away as she blushed.

“I-it was nothing. I just couldn’t stand seeing him touch you like that,” she said.

“You really need to stand up for yourself more, you know.” Hiyoko said.

“Hey, she tried!” Mahiru said. “It's not her fault he’s persistent.”

“Yeah, I tried, but I really appreciate the help.” She said, and gave Mahiru a smile that only made the girl blush more when she looked over.

Mahiru wasn’t sure how to feel about having a classmate that was naked all the time. Part of her reflexively wanted to blame the headmaster for this, even though it was apparently out of his control. She only wished she knew the reason the government was forcing this on Chiaki, of all people. Even besides that, always seeing Chiaki out of the corner of her eye now—since how could you not look at a naked girl in the middle of a classroom—made her feel…weird. She wasn’t able to explain the reason why, but it left her blushing all the time, all the same. She had never thought of herself as someone who’d be interested in girls, but seeing Chiaki sitting there nude for all to see…it was hard not seeing the appeal.

Still, she felt like maybe she could do something.