Thankfully, Minako was as on form as ever.

(chapter originally by undeadclown on writing.com)

"Yes, Arisato, that's correct," Mitsuru said. Yukari felt herself relax a little. This is exactly why she picked Minako as a partner. She felt a little bad for Fuuka, but she didn't see why it should be her taking her clothes off for Aigis's sake. Mitsuru turned her attention to Fuuka and asked her a history question. Fuuka thought for a second.

"1837," She replied. It looked like the stripping wasn't getting to her yet. Understandable with only her shoes gone, but Yukari doubted she would be as composed once she started showing some real skin.

"Correct. Good work, Yamagishi. Alright, Takeba, the next question is to you," Mitsuru said evenly. This was it, Yukari thought. The chance to prove she wasn't dead weight to Minako's team. If she answered correctly, that would mean two correct answers in this round, which would mean an item of clothing lost for Mitsuru. If she got it wrong, it would mean taking something off Minako. Yukari tried not to imagine herself slowing taking off her partner's clothes. This was her time to help her friend, not to ogle her.

Yukari readied herself to answer.