Walk out to the field.

The door leads straight to the school's expansive grassy field. If you had to guess, you would say it's roughly the size of three soccer fields. The boys have gathered around an older man with long black hair and a trimmed beard dressed in a uniform similar to your own, though a whistle hangs from a rope around his neck. You peer around to see that the other class is almost adjacent. The moment you arrive, the teacher blows his whistle and steals your attention. He tells everyone to start warm-up stretches, which you do by mimicking the rest.

There's already equipment set up all over. You see a couple tall wooden shafts with a rope hanging down from each. You see a box of various sports balls as well.

The girls are dressed in red running shoes, knee-high socks, tight red shorts, and a white t-shirt tucked into the former. The shorts are almost small enough to be considered swimsuit bottoms. There's a teacher among them as well--short blond hair with a whistle of her own. They bend and stretch. You look to Eva nearby as she bends over to touch her hands to the ground--tight ass perked up into the air. There is no hole for her rabbit tail, so the back part of her shirt reminds untucked to make room. She stands up again, and stretches her slender legs outwards to each side. The girls then start doing jumping jacks. Eva's gym shirt is no match for her massive melons. By the looks of things, she isn't wearing a bra anymore either. That didn't take long. They bounce up and down behind the white fabric, and it's difficult to pull your eyes away. She hops up and down like a cute bunny rabbit. It isn't until you hear the voice of the teacher that your eyes shoot back.

"I said jumping jacks!" the teacher shouts.

You look to see he's staring right at you. "Right. Of course," you reply and obey his command.

Though, you peer back over as you do. Malakae is there as well. Her long, golden tail hangs out from the same untucked back as Eva. She sits on the grass, and stretches her flexible legs up into the air. Her small shorts hug her curves tightly, and you feel like you're moments away from seeing something more by how high her leg is going. But she pulls it down again, and then does the same with her other.

"Warren," barks the teacher. "You'll be first since you look like you need some waking up. Climb the rope here. And the rest of you line up and follow. Go!"

What is this, a military boot camp? I guess that's what gym class usually is.

You walk up to the rope. It looks rather tall, especially from down here, though you think back to the perils of your adventures so far. This is nothing compared to those. You roll your shoulders, grab the rope tightly in your hands, and then heave your feet up as well. One hand at a time. You repeat that in your mind, and climb your way easily to the top of the post. You gaze back down to see that RJ is next, and he looks at you with surprise.

"Now hurry back down!" the teacher shouts.

You climb back to the ground and take a deep breath. "It's all yours," you say.

"Wow. You barely look exhausted," RJ says. "What's your secret?"

"Uh. Levelling up?" you say with a chuckle.

RJ bursts into laughter. "Come on, man! Don't tease me like tha--"

"Next!" barks the teacher.

"Y-Yes sir!"

He looks like he's going to take a bit more time to get to the top, so you turn and watch the girls do the same thing nearby.

Eva is up next. She rubs her hands together, and stares at the rope nervously. She takes it within her trembling grasp and attempts her climb. This isn't Niki, however. The poor bunny's face starts to turn red as she pulls with all of her might. It takes an incredible amount of effort to make it a single step, but she continues onwards. Though she only makes it about a third of the way up before her arms give out. She falls back, and lads on the grass with a thud and panting breaths.

Their teacher looks like the polar opposite of yours. She stumbles over to Eva, flustered, and doesn't seem to know what to do at all. "Uhm. Uhm. Are you okay?" she asks in a panic.

With a groan, Eva pulls herself up.

"Hey! You did good!" you call out from the side.

She turns and looks around for a moment to find the source of the voice, and then a pink glow comes to her cheeks. She smiles. "Thank you..." she says softly.

Then Malakae steps up, and pushes Eva back to the ground behind her as she walks.

That bitch!

The teacher doesn't seem to do anything about it. She just looks flustered again, and then walks over to help Eva back to her feet.

"You'll take up the whole period at this rate," the dragon scoffs. "Let someone go who's actually in shape."

Your eyes turn to see RJ laying on his back as well. "Uh. Good job to you too," you mutter.

He looks up and rubs his head. "Thanks, Kyle..."