The three are taken back to the dorms

(Chapter originally by faith on writing.com)

"You can't be serious." Mitsuru said in horror.

"After everything we went through?" Minako chimed in.

"You can't just..." Yukari muttered.

"Girls, girls. Please. I'm just the messenger. I'm sorry we weren't able to coordinate on this sooner, but we had no idea where you three were let alone that you had been affected by the new Syndrome! The Kirijo group had to act quickly on the information we had at the time. We supplied all the dorms with instructions and new equipment to be used in the event that any girls from Gekkoukan became infected. Had you been there you wouldn't be in this current situation." Von Horne said.

"If we return to the dorms we risk being late to our classes."

"I'm sure your principal will understand." Horne replied.

Yukari and Minako looked at each other worriedly. Both of them were reflecting on their less than ideal relationship with the head of their school. There was already some tension between the principal and the Kirijo Group, specifically the fact that the man supposedly in charge of the high school was subordinate to the desires of the corporation and knew vaguely that far more took place in the building than he was privy to. More directly, Mitsuru had embarrassed the poor man again and again with her maturity, often upstaging him with her well delivered speeches and so on. Then there was that incident where she had scolded him like a little kid for his (albeit selfish) attempts to hide Fuuka's disappearance and the bullying surrounding it. Though Mitsuru has been in the right, it was clear from the looks the principal had given her that he was waiting for some opportunity...any opportunity to put the girl back in her place. This did not bode well....

"How exactly are we even supposed to wear uniforms when we, you know, can't even stay dressed?" Yukari asked bitterly.

"You'll understand when you see the uniforms. In any case, I have other rounds to make, so I bid you farewell." Von Horne said.

"Wait! We can't just WALK there!" Mitsuru snapped.

"Oh, relax. The Group delivered a mode of transit. You'll find it just outside." Von Horne chided.

Von Horne left them to puzzle that one out themselves. What they discovered was one of Mitsuru's motorcycles sitting out in front of the mall.

"T-That's it?" Yukari asked. "They know we're naked, right? How are we supposed to get home without ANY cover?"

"The traditional method of riding on it, I presume." Mitsuru muttered. "And yes, I believe the Kirijo Group is very much aware of our situation, and at the moment certain elements that never much cared for my father and generally hold women in small regard are no doubt enjoying subjecting me to as much humiliation as they can through indirect means."

"So..what do we do now?" Yukari asked.

"We do exactly as Minako instructed. We make it through the day. Which means...." Mitsuru sucked in a breath, and pulled on slender leg over the motorcycle and sat on the black leather. "...which means we grit our teeth and bear with it."

"Bare with it?" Minako thought to herself, then shook her head. She and Yukari paused a long moment to take in the glory that was Mitsuru Kirijo, her long legs splayed across the motorcycle and back leaning forward to grip the handlebars. Her large breasts were hanging freely before her as she assumed the pose of a lover straddling and embracing a partner. The beautiful cheeks of her butt were slightly separated and pushed outward, almost like they were being presented to the two girls to grasp ahold of.

"Wow." Yukari whispered.

"What are you two doing? Can we move this along, please?" Mitsuru snapped, oblivious to how provocative her pose was.

"Sure! Just a sec!" Yukari said, then turned to Minako. "Okay...so...who gets the middle?"

In other words, who gets their assets mostly covered up and who gets to display their backside to the world like Mitsuru was currently demonstrating.

".....go ahead." Minako said.

"...Really? Thanks!" Yukari beamed. "You really are the best leader we could ask for!"

Yukari quickly took up a position behind Mitsuru. And waited. And waited.

".....What's taking so long??" She said at last.

"Sorry!" Minako said, folding her arms around Yukari and pushing herself up tightly up against her. "I was just enjoying the sight of what I was about to glomp on to, you know?"

"Ah." Yukari said, blushing. "I knew there had to be another reason."