Risk Sakura

Makoto explored the third floor out of necessity more than any desire to look around. The rec room and art studio seemed useful, though he had no idea what to do with the physics lab. Making his way back down, he decided to stop in at the pool room. More importantly, to complete a trigger.

(1/5) Sakura Ogami - Enter the girl's locker room with her in there. (Blue)

Getting caught by her would be a **** sentence, surely. So he had to come up with a plan. One where they could both be in the room while she wouldn't notice. If everything were the same as the boys locker room, it made the choice obvious. The carpet wouldn't work, they'd notice the lump right away. The lockers were clearly too small to fit in, even for him. But the benches? They may not notice him underneath and he could just wait for Sakura to show up. If he draped a towel overtop, it may even be crazy enough to work and sneak out before the clean-up period ends.

With a deep breath to bolster his optimism, Makoto scanned his tablet and stepped inside. Alright, just looking for the bench and- "Eeeeee-!" Split his ears wide open. Before he was able to process what he was looking at, a familiar sound came through his ears. Two at once, even. "Action Successful. Active Trigger Unlocked:"

Where there should have been a trigger unlock said, instead came silence and... oh. Makoto figured out what went wrong. In front of him was a completely naked Aoi, mid-squeal. Her swimsuit was in her hand, both it and her body dripping. She'd just been for a swim. Behind her was Sakura, equally as nude and already clenching a fist. Both were frozen, though something was clearly wrong. Their mouths were still moving, like they were trying to say something, but no words were coming out.

"Ah jeez, you really gummed up the system here, flagpole." Monokuma's voice came as he waddled into the room.

"Huh? What happened?"

"You somehow managed to complete two actions at the exact same moment hotshot. I had bearly considered that a possibility. Congrats, you don't get a prize, but well done."

"Enough with the puns, are they alright?" Makoto furrowed his brow.

"Yeah, yeah. Give me a sec." He paused in place for a moment. "Alright, there you go. I activated both the triggers. Sakura's is Naturalist, basically makes her not give a crap if anyone sees her naked, so peep all you want. Aoi's is Donut Fanatic. You mention a donut to her and, well, she'll really want to shove something up her own donut if you know what I mean."

"Right... is there anything else?"

"Oh, yeah, your clean-up time is up. Seeya!" The bear scurried away right as-

"-eeeek!" Aoi remained frozen, even as she was released. "M-M-MAKOTO!?"

Sakura was less perturbed, it seemed like the new trigger stopped her from clobbering him. She also made no motion to cover herself, though in a more purposeful way. "How did you get in here?"

Oh crap, thinking fast was hard when staring at two pairs of massive breasts. "U-Uh... is this not the guys' locker room?"

"What does it look like!?" The swimmer spat, finally remembering to cover her chest. Though she still left her lower half uncovered. "Get out!"

"Hold on, Makoto, before you leave... I don't know why your handbook let you in here, but that gun could have killed you."

"Wait, yeah! How come you were allowed in?"

He tried to come up with an excuse, though inside his head he only heard a dial tone. Aoi seemed ready to harm him when another voice came. "It's alright, I can explain."

"K-Kyoko?" Makoto jumped halfway off the ground, caught off-guard by her presence behind him.

"You!" Aoi frowned. "I haven't forgotten when you stole my panties!"

"That was a misunderstanding." The pale-haired woman explained. "As with Makoto here. I understand there's some animosity between the two of you."

"Yeah! He's been ogling me since we were trapped in here!" She whined.

Kyoko shook her head. "Not ogling. In fact, he was jealous." Sakura was listening intently and Makoto himself kept quiet. Whatever this was, he hoped she knew what she was saying. "You have an amazing body, no doubt. Go on, tell her Naegi."

"U-Uh..."

"There's no need, I believe I understand." The martial artist cut in. "Makoto, you feel as though you were born in the wrong body. I once shared that feeling." She smiled. "If this is where you'd feel more comfortable, I have no objections."

The brunette wasn't having it. "What!? What are you talking about, you're just letting him stay here?" Kyoko sighed, walking up to Aoi. She seemed to keep her guard up, though her face relaxed as something was whispered in her ear. "Oh... so Makoto is... I see..." Locking eyes with him once more, she smiled and let her arms drop, no longer covering herself. "Sorry Makoto, I had no idea!"

"I see. Hina, with that sorted out, would you like to commence with your towel treatment?" Sakura asked, and Aoi nodded in agreement.

Makoto smiled at that, ready to watch it- "Ow!" He winced at the tight grip on his arm as he was dragged out. "Hey, K-Kyoko hold on!"

"You and I need to have a conversation."