The last class of the day.

You sighed with contentedness as you observed your spoils. You weren’t exactly sure how many breasts you’d groped before Katsuragi even issued the challenge, but you groped around thirty more before you lost count, just to be thorough. You currently had five pairs of panties, from various sources including the teacher for your current class, Hyoudou-sensei; but you weren’t quite done yet, you had a special plan for a few others.

You fished your phone out of your pocket and flipped through the gallery of images you had taken in the girls’ locker room during lunch. The angles were very good, most of them impossible to achieve if you being in the girls’ locker room wasn’t normal, including a few photos that were taken selfie style and that were rather lewd with girls in varying stages of undress in many compromising positions around you. You kind of hoped Katsuragi didn’t want these photos for nefarious purposes. Then again, she just wanted to see the photos, not own them. They were safe in your hands at least.

There was one more part to your plan when you presented these things to Katsuragi that involved your earrings. You were still working out the implications in your head so it was a good thing you still had one more class before the end of the day. Gym class. You had originally planned to take your photos during the next period but you felt a bit stir-crazy after finishing lunch. You’re glad you did, because now you had a different idea.

It was the end of the class and Hyoudou-sensei had finished her lecture a bit early despite your interruptions. A few of the sdtudents were studying but most were chatting with the other students in the class. Ikaruga was one of the former. So far your first period was with Ikaruga, second was with Katsuragi, and third was with Ikaruga as well. You didn’t have classes with any of the other shinobi elites. You knew you didn’t have your last class with any of them, because shinobi don’t normally have gym classes, they have shinobi training instead. Next period had to be the period when they all did their training, and you wanted to have an inside look into how the Hanzo ninjas did their thing.

You walked up to Ikaruga. “Hey Ikaruga.”

She looks up from her text book curiously, “Hey Ippan, what is it?”

“I hate to do this again but would you mind escorting me to your next period when it’s time to go?”

“Oh, sure.” Ordinarily bringing someone you believe to be an ordinary student into the secret classroom was a serious offense, punishable by execution in Hebijo. She would be compelled to do it anyway for you, though, and your normality earrings would handle the problem of you being there at all. “You’ve been coming to me for help a lot today, I hope I’m doing a good job.” She smiles warmly at you and you return the gesture.

“Absolutely, you’ve been a great help.” You were actually tempted to do something, but there wasn’t much time left in the period, plus you wanted to save your stamina for whatever you got up to in the secret classroom. You just settled for fondling Ikaruga’s breasts until the bell rang.

Ikaruga stopped when she approached a section of the wall that didn’t look out of place at first, but you knew better. She tapped against the wall three times, then a fourth time after a two second delay. The wall rotated in place, opening up for the two of you to enter.

The classroom was simple, not as luxurious or fancy as yours back at Hebijo, but it seemed a lot more functional. A few sliding doors led to various other parts of the classroom, most of which were closed, and a door leading to what you could only imagine was the outdoor training grounds was on the far side of the room. Currently there was a small table in the center of the room, and the room was otherwise completely empty.

“Huh, strange.” Ikaruga walks inside and looks around. “Kiriya-sensei is usually here by now.”

Wait, Kiriya? Your math teacher was their shinobi teacher? You had no idea, the man was pretty good at faking his stances.

By now Ikaruga had picked up a note left on the table and was reading it. “Oh, sensei had a mission. I guess we will just be doing independent study.” Independent study for you always meant that Miyabi was in charge which usually meant more practice drills. You weren’t really interested in watching these girls go about doing that.

“I’d say it would be normal for you guys to relax today, since you have a guest.” You suggested.

Ikaruga looked concerned at first, but then smiled. “I suppose you’re right. The others have done a good job lately and it is true that you’ll be joining us. I suppose they’ve earned a little breather.” Ikaruga sets the note down on the table again, then suddenly appears like she just forgot something very important. “Oh!” You see her fingers form into a hand seal, then a burst of smoke later her clothing was gone and only her plain, black panties remained. Her glorious, inverted nipples were on full display.

The best part of these earrings had to be when you got surprised by a normality that you forgot you made.

“I’ll never understand why this silly tradition of kunoichi stripping during shinobi training got implemented.” Ikaruga comments as she kneels down next to the table.

“It’s just one of those things I guess.” You reply, taking a seat across from her. To some degree there may have been a practical reason for it, given that a shinobi’s clothing could very easily become torn or ripped during the course of the battle. Making sure a shinobi didn’t feel any shame about their lack of clothing could remove a very simple but critical distraction. Still, before your earrings, there would have been no way such a policy would have been enacted even for shinobi, especially only female shinobi.

“I suppose you’re right. Japan has a lot of silly traditions.” This wasn’t exactly one of them, but Ikaruga’s sentiment still rang true.

You heard a knock at the rotating wall, and it opened. Another girl burst into the room, panicked. “Ah! I’m so sorry I’m late Kiriya-sensei! I—”

“Relax Asuka, you’re not late.” Ikaruga says calmly. You actually recognized the girl who entered as the girl who literally ran into you in the hall this morning. The girl with the ungodly soft skin. She was a shinobi? How on earth was she able to keep her skin so soft as a shinobi!? “Actually you’re early, the bell hasn’t even rang yet.”

“Oh… I thought I heard the bell while I was rushing over here…” She scratches her head. Without any hesitation from the fact that I was in the room, she lifted her fingers and made her outfit go poof. You saw once again her very cute, pastel rainbow-pattern panties as well as her lovely breasts, which had small brown nipples, in all of their glory.

“Asuka, this is Ippan, he will be our guest today.” Ikaruga introduces me.

“Nice to see you again.” I say, waving at the beauty.

“Oh! I uh…”

“You didn’t even notice him there did you?” Ikaruga sighed.

Asuka slumped over as she sat down at the table with us. You immediately moved your hand to touch her arm.

SO FUCKING SMOOTH!

“Since he’s here we will take a break from lessons today. You’re free to study independently or to get to know our guest a little better. It seems he’s already getting himself well-acquainted with your dry-brushing technique.” Ikaruga giggles a bit and Asuka blushes.

“Yeah, we ran into each other in the hall this morning. I groped her and felt her skin then too, it’s incredible.” You said, moving your hand to her exposed breast, giving it a squeeze. The breast felt even more amazing than you remember. Asuka looked very embarrassed by your touching, but didn’t look particularly uncomfortable by it otherwise.

There was a knock at the door again, this time two girls entered. You’d never seen them before now. One of them had white hair like Miyabi’s, except it was extremely long and done into a pair of pigtails. She had one red eye, the other eye was covered by a strange eye-patch that had some kind of a medallion tied to the front. The other girl had milky pink hair with little navy blue ribbons tied in it. Her eyes were blue, but had a strange, pink, flower pattern on them as well. The pattern actually seemed to cover her pupils, and she had none to speak of. Between the two of them, the white-haired girl had the most curves, though they both seemed to have similarly-sized breasts, both of which were the smallest in the room at probably around an E-cup you guessed.

The white haired girl summoned an umbrella into her hand and pointed it at you. It took you a moment to realize the umbrella had blades on it. “Who are you?”

“Calm down Yagyuu, this is Ippan, he’s our guest.” Asuka says and the white-haired girl lowers the unorthodox weapon.

“It’s nice to meet you.” You say, smiling at the two girls. The white-haired girl, Yagyuu apparently, doesn’t return the gesture, but the pink haired girl next to her does.

“Hi there! I’m Hibari, and this is my friend Yagyuu!” The pink-haired girl says in an almost sickeningly sweet voice. You note that Hibari has the standard three buttons undone on her blouse, but Yagyuu has a fourth undone. They both make their clothes vanish, revealing a pair of black, plaid panties on Yagyuu and a perhaps unsurprising pink pair on Hibari. Though similar in size, their breasts were quite different. Yagyuu’s breasts were slightly more teardrop shaped with large, puffy nipples that were only barely a shade pinker than her skin; Hibari’s breasts were perkier with smaller, dark pink nipples. You also noted that while Yagyuu seemed to have a bit more tone and muscle than Hibari, she also had a bit more fat. Certainly not even close to an unpleasant amount, it was just enough to make her look very soft and probably very nice to cuddle.

Yagyuu was now standing over you looking down. “That’s our spot.” She said coldly. You were about to get up and move but Hibari spoke before you could.

“Aww it’s okay Yagyuu, we can just sit on either side of him!”

Yagyuu’s eye narrowed at you. “Rejoice, she just saved your life.” The way she said this sent an unpleasant chill down your spine. The same sort of chill that you get when you disappoint Suzune. “Where is Kiriya-sensei?” Yagyuu asked as she sat down next to you.

“On a mission it seems. Since we have a guest today we should relax. You’ve all been doing very well so I think you’ve earned it.” Ikaruga says and smiles.

“Yay!” Hibari exclaims, taking the spot next to you. “Thank you for joining us, Ippan!” She smiles brightly at you and you return the smile with a chuckle. Hibari sure was cute, but not really in the way that made her sexy to you. The sweet and innocent girls never really were your type. In fact something about Hibari made you not really want to **** her at all. A girl who was this sweet deserved to stay that way, you thought. It was a strangely restrained and conservative thought for you that had you puzzled, but you really couldn’t deny your feelings on the matter.

Yagyuu on the other hand was much more up your alley. She was scary, and for some reason you’d always found the scary girls oddly sexy. You remembered what Miyabi told you last night though, that Yagyuu was obsessed with Hibari. You wondered if that meant she was a lesbian, or maybe bisexual. You could tell that Yagyuu was definitely into Hibari from the way she would steal glances at the pinkette's bare chest every now and again. The question was if she was also into guys. You weren’t all that interested in messing around with her too much if she was a lesbian, for the same reason you wouldn’t want to mess around with Imu.

With a few knocks on the wall once again the final of the elites pops into the door and immediately strips. It is of course your new best friend and hopeful mentor, Katsuragi.

“Ahhhhh! It feels so good to be out of that stuffy uniform!” She said in her slightly husky voice that you found kinda sexy. “And it’s even better to see everyone else out of them too!” Her eyes narrow, her grin widens, and her fingers start making groping motions as she approaches the table and immediately thrusts her hands onto Asuka’s chest.

“Ahh! Kat!” Asuka whines and blushes as Katsuragi squeezes and kneads her large breasts. “Cut it out!”

You suddenly saw a flash of silver as a katana with an extremely long blade, at least five and a half feet, found its edge against Katsuragi’s neck. Holding the weapon was none other than Ikaruga, though her demeaner was calm. “That’s enough Kat, we have a guest today.” You were blown away at the sheer speed of Ikaruga’s movements, especially with a weapon of that length and size. If she attacked you, you weren’t sure even you could have deflected her blade with your wires.

Katsuragi backed off, chuckling nervously as she did. It was only then that she laid eyes on you. “Oh! Ippan! I know this guy. We have English together.” She then walks over to you and leans down, throwing her arm over your shoulders. You felt her bare breast press against your back as she did. “This guy’s a grade-A pervert just like me. I bet he doesn’t mind the little show.” You noted that Katsuragi’s reason for being so close was so that she was now between you and Hibari, who also had Katsuragi’s arm across her back but who also had her hand on her breast.

You felt **** on the other side of you. Katsuragi could evidently feel it too, because she swiftly backed off and sat down at her spot around the table. You finally got a good view of Katsuragi’s nearly naked form as she sat cross-legged to your left. She had dark pink nipples like Hibari’s but hers had slightly wider areolas with a few more little nubs.

Here you were, sitting at a table surrounded by five topless shinobi.