Teach Hiyoko a lesson.

Kazuichi remembered he had another trigger available for Hiyoko, if he could riddle out how to make it work. This one seemed easy enough. "All I've gotta do is think of some punishment. So what I was I callin' the crime again? She accused me and Mikan of doin' something wrong when it was just an... ordinary medical procedure. Kehe, right. Not the kind of ordinary procedure good boys and girls learn about in school, I guess-"

As if the machinery of his brain was suddenly sputtering to life, Kazuichi suddenly had a thought of how to make this work. Earlier, he'd called Hiyoko a kid... Even though she acted like a brat and seemed younger than the others, with a body like that, she was clearly a young woman. Still...

Kazuichi gave Hiyoko his creepy sharp-toothed grin as he rubbed his chin. "Hmm... I guess we're almost done here, but I think Hiyoko owes Mikan and me an apology. She might not have known about the nurse's blowjob, bein' that she's such a kid, but a kid shouldn't meddle in the affairs of grown-ups, don'tcha think? That's a lesson she ought to learn!"

The mechanic had almost been hoping Hajime would argue with him, expecting that if he did, it could be turned to an easy advantage.

Since that didn't happen, with Hajime joining the others in waiting for his next words, Kazuichi continued the hard way, suddenly feeling more self-conscious. "S-so, I'm thinking a kid like that should get, uh... a spanking! It fits, right? We should spank her butt, right?!"

His discomfort had grown deeper at saying this in front of even digital representations of his friends, and at some point, he'd actually screwed his eyes shut as if wincing from a blow. He slowly opened them... When he did, he found Hajime and Mikan sternly nodding, with Mahiru still watching him intently but unreadably.

Then, there was Hiyoko, who quite clearly had just been freed from her lock on complaining. "Are you damaged in the head?! That's crazy! I mean, look, I get it. I slipped up, and a spanking would teach me not do it again, and I get why you want to. B-but you wouldn't-"

"That's right, he w-wouldn't!" Mikan stepped in for an unlikely defense, but quickly clarified. "Both of us would! Y-you accused both of us, Hiyoko, and I didn't even do anything wrong!! We need to teach you a lesson!" Kazuichi rarely saw this side of Mikan, a part that lashed out instead of immediately buckling, and he was glad it wasn't aimed at him.

Hiyoko gulped and tried to back away, only to find the gang of four had at some point begun to form a ring around her. "Hold on, hold on!" She charted her back-stepping towards Mahiru, then gave her the best puppy-dog eyes she could. "B-Big Sis, are you gonna let them do this to me? I'll learn my lesson another way, okay?" Seeing no sign her plea was working, she tried a reasonable plea instead, wearing an uneasy smile. "I mean, I'm a grown adult. A spanking from friends my age is kinda-"

Mahiru reached out and grabbed her friend's shoulders with a stern frown. "I'm not happy about this either, Hiyoko. I mean, the thought of getting spanked by Kazuichi is really gross! Seriously gross! I don't even wanna think about it. But this is for your own good, okay? Try to understand their feelings, and you can grow from this."

The younger woman's face transformed back into horrified disbelief. "... H-hey, this is a joke, isn't it? People the same age don't just gang up-on each other and spank each other to teach lessons, right? Like, if a creep like him is trying to touch my butt, you'd figure he's a perv and stop him, wouldn't you?!"

"Well, ordinarily, yeah," Mahiru agreed, with an expression of friendly patience that Hiyoko could barely stand. "But what can you do? In this case, it's really the best thing for you. Don't worry, if Kazuichi tries anything other than slapping your behind, I'll be here to clean his clock!"

Hiyoko's jaw hung open as she felt herself dragged by her friend Mahiru and the ordinarily level-headed Hajime to where Mikan and Kazuichi had each taken a seat on separate guest benches... and then, even as she fought it, tossed so that she was lying on her stomach over Mikan's knees. By some strange ****, the punishment still felt appropriate enough to keep her from simply striking out against her captors, but she still wanted to make it known she wasn't willingly submitting. "Ugh! Your lap's still soggy and you smell like a wet dog! I dunno what Kazuichi's sick baby crud did to screw up your head so bad, but if you two degenerates are really gonna do this, you'd better be ready for when I-"

"Waah waah waah!" Kazuichi interrupted her with fake bawling, still wearing his cheeky grin. "Quit bein' such a big baby!"

Immediately, the struggle left Hiyoko. Lying across Mikan's knees, she wasn't even able to glare daggers at her oppressors as she stared forward nearly blankly. "Ah... Ghh... Go... ahead..."

As everyone watched, Mikan began swatting Hiyoko's behind through the fabric of the smaller woman's kimono. As it turned out, that fabric was reasonably thick. For her part, Mikan wasn't physically fierce or intimidating, either. The dull, padded thuds of Mikan's dainty blows were only made audible by the incredible acoustics of the empty multi-story lobby. There was no reaction on Hiyoko's part, either, **** into silence as she was by the earlier trigger.

Watching the ordinarily meek nurse paddle the ordinarily haughty dancer was a rare sight, and a slightly funny one, but it wasn't half as satisfying as Kazuichi had expected. Hiyoko's kimono-wrapped hips presented unguarded were still worth noting, but the garb was basically keeping the juicy details hidden. From her panting and her slowing pace, it looked as though Mikan was running through her stamina way faster than Hiyoko was reaching any threshold of pain.

Frowning, Kazuichi quickly found himself racking his brain for how he could use his triggers to improve this experience. He tried one out right away. "Uuuuh... Hey, Mikan... Nurses spank babies when they come out in hospitals, right? So couldn't you do this as a nurse? Y'know... as part of your nurse's work?" He emphasized his words, as if to try and convince whatever higher power governed what this simulation accepted.

Mikan gave him an awkward and apologetic smile. "I mean... I could take care of babies as part of m-my training, yes... I'm not sure what you're g-getting at, but, um... H-Hiyoko isn't a baby, even if she acted a little like one..."

Kazuichi clicked his teeth, then slammed his fist into his palm in realization. "Oh yeah! I can argue with Hajime that she is a baby, then when everyone agrees, Mikan will treat her like one, and... No, wait, wait, that's messed up. If everyone starts thinking of Hiyoko as an actual baby, this is gonna go way off the rails-"

"Do you mind not muttering to yourself?" Mahiru spoke up from behind her hand, still watching him unflinchingly. "It's creeping me out..."

The mechanic groaned, then leaned back, staring at the ceiling. He was learning that after a streak of getting pleasant surprises one after another, minor annoyances felt magnified, like he was being punished for failing a game. As he watched the already dull spectacle of Mikan wearing her hand out on Hiyoko's backside, he considered what he should do. Pretty soon, everyone would agree Mikan had done enough, and it would be his turn. Honestly, seeing what the program was having Mikan do, he wasn't a hundred percent sure how much he could get away with. He supposed he should be thankful as a virgin loser just to get to touch a nice butt...

"That's what I was here for, right?" Kazuichi asked, mostly to himself. "No... I was here for something else. I'm supposed to be doing much more than this... I've got to think harder."