After curiously observing the injured students being sent to the infirmary, John finally remembered what he planned to do.

"Oh, right! I still have to find Ivan!"

He then started walking fast all over the school for a few minutes, searching for Ivan or any of the four men usually accompanying him.

After a while, he gave up.

"...I give up. I should just eat my lunch first," said John as he walked back to his classroom dejectedly.

He then picked up his lunch box from under his desk and went out of the classroom afterwards.

John looked at the time on his phone.

May 11, 2032. Tuesday. 12:23 PM.

"Sigh... I've already checked almost every possible place but I still can't find them," said John as he walked through a hallway inside the school building.

With lunch box in hand, John continued walking until he reached the school's canteen. A place where all the students gather to eat with their friends or alone.

"...When did they add that large unnecessary sign over the entrance that says [A place where all the students gather to eat]?" complained John as he took a seat on a vacant chair.

He looked around the school canteen.

Living up to its description, the only thing the students did inside were to eat and eat. Nothing else, except for the occasional chats.

"...Oh, there's someone doing homework here," said John upon spotting a male student in the corner writing on a piece of paper that John assumed to be the homework.

"Hey you! No one's allowed to do anything other than eat and talk here!" suddenly yelled someone from afar.

John turned his head to look at where the voice came from.

"Huh? Oh, it's the so-called 'Absolute Guardian'," said John as he observed a man in a security uniform walk with heavy steps toward the student doing homework near the corner.

After the man labeled 'Absolute Guardian' reached the student who concentrated on the homework, he literally dragged the student out of the canteen while grabbing by the neck, only after ripping the homework apart in front of the pale faced, teary-eyed student.

Yep... Still the same as usual. This is why I both fear and love this place.

John thought that as he took out his lunch box and opened it.

Then, he started eating slowly.

"Munch, munch. There's still plenty of time till next class so I'll just look for them again after I'm done eating."

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"...So this is all of the report?" said Ivan as he stiffly stood inside the Male Restroom.

In front of him, a male Faculty Staff held a stack of papers. Both of them, alone inside the room.

The Faculty Staff nodded in reply to Ivan's question. Ivan then received the stack of papers from the other person.

"Alright then. Tell the rookie agent to come here ASAP. You may leave now," said Ivan as he signaled for the faculty staff to leave the room.

After the Faculty Staff left the place and closed the door, Ivan skimmed through the stack of papers he held in his hands.

"Sigh... Despite just starting to know John and his surroundings better, looks like we'll have to part ways for a bit," muttered Ivan while standing alone in the Restroom as he waited for the other agent patiently.

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"Munch, munch... Gulp. Ahhh, I'm done," said John as he packed up his lunch box.

He then stood up and went outside the canteen.

After walking for a while, he halted and faced the direction of a certain door.

"...I need to pee," said John as he walked towards the door to the Male Restroom.

However, upon getting closer, he saw a small sign hanged on the door.

"Ah, damn! It's out of order! Someone must've drawn a giant octopus with phallic-shaped tentacles inside again!" yelled John as he slowly turned away from the door to the restroom.

John already walked a few meters away, but all of a sudden, a male student passed by him.

Curious, he observed the male student and saw that the student went for the restroom's door.

Hey, isn't the restroom out of order? Should I tell him...? Nah, let's see what happens.

John thought that as he silently gazed at the male student from afar.

The male student, not noticing John watching him, only stood idly in front of the restroom's door.

After a few seconds, the male student suddenly knocked on the door repeatedly with a patterned delay on each knock.

...Huh? Why is he doing that? I don't think the door will-- Oh, the door opened. So someone was inside all this time?

Thought John as he observed the male student entering the restroom.

"Now then... I really need to pee but the closest available restroom other than this one will take five minutes to walk..." said John as he started walking around in small circles, glancing at the restroom's door from time to time.

Five minutes later...

Still walking in circles with a lunch box in hand, John finally decided on his course of action.

"Alright! I'll just go in. But... Why hasn't he come out yet? Never mind. This is an emergency anyways," said John as slowly walked towards the restroom's door.

He did not realize how much time he wasted while walking in circles.

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Two people talked inside the restroom while standing like statues.

"...and so... with that... which could possibly mean... But my written-version report got shredded in pieces earlier, sorry," said a male student while showing an apologetic look at the end of his sentence.

"Mhmm, is that so? It's alright. Thanks for your report. Oh, and here's the early bonus you've requested from our 'oh-so-generous' Madam."

After saying that, Ivan handed over a wad of cash to the male student in front of him.

The male student reluctantly accepted it and replied, "Thank you. I really needed this." as he held the money in his hands tightly while slowly developing tears in his eyes.

All of a sudden, Ivan made a shocked face as if he saw something incredible for the first time--

"Oh! Hey, Rookie! I just remembered something. I have the replacement transmitter here. You requested us to have your old one replaced, right?" said Ivan as he took something out from his pocket. A wire as thin as hair, almost invisible to the naked eye if one does not look at it closely. He held it carefully in his hands.

--Or alternatively, that's just how his face looks like when he suddenly remembers something.

Ivan then inserted the wire on an almost undetectable slot which perfectly fits it, located near the pocket of the student's pants. On the other side of the student's pants, another similar wire popped up from a similar slot as if reacting to the recent insertion of the new one. Upon closer inspection, the wires actually go through the skin.

"Wah--!" yelped the male student in shock. However, he did not try to resist.

"Please wait a bit. Replacing a broken current-issue transmitter by yourself is slow, so let me help you," said Ivan as he held the student in place using one hand, grasping and scuffling the student's rear pocket with the other.

The male student only closed his eyes as he held the money on his hands tightly, accepting Ivan's actions without resistance.

They never noticed the door being opened silently.

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Despite wanting to rush, John slowly entered the room without making a noise.

A stunning view immediately showed itself in front of John, causing him to almost release his excess liquids on the spot.

After being paid for service, an unwilling male student with closed and teary eyes silently awaited his fate while being sexually harassed by a macho man. Or so that's how it looked like to John.

More importantly, the said offending man turned out to be Ivan.

What. The. Hell? Ivan was actually here all this time? And doing this kind of stuff!?

John thought that while standing still on the spot as he silently observed the two, even forgetting to close the door.

If someone were to pass by and see this scene through the open door, they would probably think the same as John.

Luckily, nobody passed by yet.

"Mmmm... Hmm... Hmuhmmm... There, done," said Ivan as he removed his hands from the male student.

John reflexively backed away, accidentally hitting the door behind him in the process which caused it to close without noticeable noise.

"...Didn't have to... make those grunts and humming sounds..."

"Did you say something?" asked Ivan after noticing the male student murmuring to himself.

"Ah-! N-nothing! Anyway, thank you for the money!" replied the male student as he turned around and attempted to walk out of the door.

However,

"W-wah! Ahwawa, wawa, wahtuu-doo! What to do, Ivan!?" yelled the male student as he stopped in his tracks while pointing at John.

"...John. So you saw us, huh? It can't be helped then," said Ivan as he shook his head side to side, then he continued with, "Since you're not entirely unrelated to this and that it's also convenient, looks like I'll have to... Fill you in."

After hearing Ivan say those words with a cold look, John started panicking.

Oh no, oh no, oh no! I should get out right n-- Ah! The door's closed!

As John thought that, he immediately reached for the door's handle and twisted it, only to hear a clicking sound coming from the unmoving handle.

"It's no use, John. That door is modified in case something like this happens," said Ivan while slowly approaching John with heavy footsteps.

Then why allow it to happen in the first place!? At least lock the door properly! I wouldn't have entered this room if you just locked it!

The male student who held a wad of cash immediately moved to the side in order to move away from Ivan, not even uttering a single word as he alternated his confused gazes between the two other people.

"W-wait! I didn't see anything! I promise I won't tell! You don't have to 'Fill' me in!" said John with a scared face, pushing his back against the door as he watched Ivan approach slowly.

Ivan stopped moving and instead stared at John in bewilderment.

"...? Are you sure you're not misunderstanding something again?" asked Ivan with a concerned look as he observed John.

After hearing that, John immediately calmed down.

"...Is it fine for me to go? I want to take my leave now..." muttered the male student who silently watched from the side.

"Is, is that so? O-okay then, my bad," said John while showing an apologetic face, then he continued with, "Just let me take care of my business here for a moment... Don't look. Especially you, Ivan."

After saying that, John released his accumulated tension at the proper place.

The sound of a zipper being opened freely echoed inside.

Next, the trickling sound of water followed.

John looked behind him to check if the two other people were peeping at him.

"Hey, I saw that! Don't look."

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Even with Ivan's careful explanation, it took five minutes to clear up John's misunderstandings.

Since the male student left during the middle of the explanation, only John and Ivan remained inside the restroom.

"...Should I really be learning about all this stuff? I'm not gonna go and mysteriously disappear on my way home later, right?" asked John with a hint of fear on his face.

"Don't worry. I think it's better for you to know about this sooner," replied Ivan with confidence in his tone as he smiled at John.

John pondered for a moment after hearing Ivan's words.

"Oooka~y. By the way, what would you have done if it wasn't me who entered in here earlier? ...No, never mind. I don't wanna hear it anymore," said John, still wearily keeping his distance from Ivan.

"Haha. This is not a well thought out place for a meeting, I suppose."

"...."

"...."

"...."

"...."

The two, running out of words to say, awkwardly faced each other while standing in silence inside the restroom.

...Now what? What should I say? I feel like I'm forgetting someth-- Oh, right! The money!

John thought that as he cleared his throat in preparation to speak.

"Ahem! By the way. I have something to say about the money you gave us last night," said John while averting his gaze from Ivan.

"Hm? What about it? I've already given you the real ones, remember?" asked Ivan with a confused look, then he continued saying, "It was my mistake when I confused those with the fake ones at first, so I'm sorry about that. Did you dispose of those already? Please do."

The fake ones were meant for Ivan and his group to fool enemies during buy-bust operations against drug syndicates, but Ivan decided not to tell John that since he did not need to know.

"......"

Wait, what? What did he just say to me? If the ones he first gave to us were fakes, then... The next bundle was... Genuine... And the word "Genuine" means something that is not fake.

As the pale John thought that while spacing out, Ivan already noticed something wrong about John.

"John? What's wrong? Did something happen last night while we were out? There should be nothing wrong since we already placed your house under surveillance."

"Oh shit... Ooohh, shit. Ooooooohhhhh~" said John slowly as he stared blankly on the floor.

Ivan frowned upon hearing John's words.

"...Is something wrong after all?" asked Ivan as he slowly leaned his head over to John.

Hearing this, John snapped back to reality and faced Ivan with an apologetic look.

"Ah! Uhhmm... Ivan, is it okay if I can ask for more money?" asked John while scratching the back of his head.

"Hm? Why? Didn't we already give you enough money to last for half a year even with Chloe and Elssie?"

Ivan showed a more confused look after trying to figure out the reason behind John's words.

"Ahahaha! It's nothing, really! I was only asking because I think my sisters might become overconfident and end up spending too much," said John while intensifying the action of scratching the back of his head.

After hearing John's words, Ivan only gave a worrying look and then said, "...You really should be careful on spending. Our sponsor, the overly generous Madam, is running low on funds recently after all."

"I-is that so? Oh, that's right! I remember now! Girl number one-- Um, I mean, Elssie is actually kinda rich! I'll just ask her instead! Hahaha!" said John while forcing a smile on his face, still scratching the back of his head.

Hearing this, Ivan face showed a pained expression.

"...Actually, John, don't do that," said Ivan as he looked at John directly in the eyes. Meanwhile, it became John's turn to be confused.

"Huh? W-why? But I need to--"

"Just don't. By the way, now that you mention her..." said Ivan in an attempt to interrupt John's words. But before he could continue speaking...

A ringing tone resounded. It came from Ivan's pocket.

Ivan took out an old-model cellular phone, but he only gazed at it for a few seconds before placing it back into his pocket.

"...So, it's time. I'm sorry, John. We'll have to end this conversation right here. But first, let me open the door for you."

After saying that, Ivan twisted the door handle in a strange way and then, with a weak clicking sound, it opened.

"There. That's how you open this door. Hm? What's that confused look on your face? Don't worry, this door will turn back to normal tomorrow," said Ivan with a proud look on his face while doing a thumbs-up towards John. No wonder John could not open the door on his own earlier.

"...Okay, thanks. I'll get back to class now, but I'm already late anyways," said John as he walked towards the door. Suddenly, he turned around to face Ivan and said, "Oh, and before I go, what were you trying to say to me earlier about Girl number-- Err, Elssie?"

"Hm? Nah, forget about it. You'll know soon enough, or maybe just go and ask her yourself."

After Ivan said that, John exited the restroom afterwards.

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Inside the classroom missing almost half of its students, John sat on his assigned chair.

The usual female teacher continued to lecture the class as usual, not minding the missing students.

"Sigh... Where could Girl number one be? And Chloe-- No, Girl number two's not here too. The class already started... Wait, could they be...?"

John pretended to write on his notebook while muttering to himself.

It's not like his almost below-average grades will increase even if he gets serious in studying. Or so that's how John thought about listening to the teacher's everyday lessons. Also, for some reason, he arbitrarily decided inside his mind to call his two new female residents as Girls number one and two.

"No, that can't be. Ivan said that there were people guarding us... In other words, we're all being under surveillance..."

Bored with pretending to write, he decided to draw instead.

"Should I ask Girl number one about what Ivan was talking about..?"

Unable to decide on the theme for the drawing, he drew whatever floated on his mind instead.

"But if she learns about what her father did to Girl number two... No, what if she knows already?"

The drawing looked like a scribble made by a child, with stick figures labeled using arrows.

"Nah, I'll just ask her anyway since I'm curious."

John did not realize that he just drew something that would definitely cause a certain someone to commit a crime, with John himself as the victim.

In an instant, someone from the side grabbed the notebook John just sketched on.

"Oh my? What's this? Doodling instead of listening to my lectures?" said the female teacher as she held the notebook on one hand.

Oh no! Why didn't I notice her approach me!? Damn! I must've been too concentrated on thinking!

John thought that as he regretted his careless actions. He really did not notice the teacher approach him.

"Hmm? Ah! Why would you draw such a thing!?" yelled the teacher as she glued her gaze to the drawing on the notebook while blushing, yet showing a furious face at the same time.

"...Huh? Can I see it? I didn't realize what I was drawing just now," said John with a confused look while beckoning for the teacher to show the drawing.

The teacher immediately showed him his own drawing.

John's eyes widened upon gazing at the potentially disastrous drawing he made with his own hands.

>>>

Ah, dammit! I was inside the infirmary the entire time so I couldn't catch John! I'll really punch him hard next time I see him.

Jason thought that as he opened the door to his house.

"...I'm home."

"Nn? Jason? It's already so late. What took you so lo-- Oh my god! What happened to you!?" yelled Jason's sister upon seeing him covered in bandages.

Jason only gave an unenergetic look towards his sister as he said,

"...Nothing. Nothing that you can help me with, that is. I'll head to my room directly. Don't disturb me."

He then started walking towards his room.

However, before he could, his sister held him by the wrist.

"Ow, don't touch!" angrily said Jason as he swatted his sister's hand away.

"...Hey, tell me. Are there people... Bullying you?" asked the sister reluctantly as she held Jason by the wrist again, preventing him from moving forward.

Once again, Jason swatted away his sister's hand.

"It's none of your concern," said Jason as he walked towards his room.

However, his sister did not attempt to stop him this time.

"...But it is my concern. Sigh... Maybe I should ask Madam about this. She has undercover agents deployed all over the school right now, I think."

Jason did not hear the mumble of his sister since he already holed himself up inside the room.

Right after entering, he instantly booted up his computer without even bothering to change out of his school uniform.

He did not even bother to check if the door got locked.

"Ehehehe. After drawing that kind of thing, you expect me to go easy on you, 'best friend'? Hehehe!"

Click here, click there, and then,

Tap, taptaptaptaptap, tap, tap, taptap, taptaptaptaptap, tap tap

[Thread Subject: Combat Lessons with /k/arate Anon Teacher!]

[Replies: 36 posts]

[Name: Anonymous]

[Reply Post # 37]

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Hello, great Anon Teacher. I would like to learn how to correctly punch someone with full force.

And because this is mandatory, here's my reason: I want to punch a certain person for justice.

No, I don't need any other techniques. I just want to learn how to punch with pure power.

Please teach me, thanks.

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[Attached Image: Snapshot_of_John's_drawing.jpg]

[Captcha: Tkshli Paunch]

Jason laid back on his seat for a bit.

"Sigh... should I really be doing this?"

...

...

...

"Why the hell not? Just you wait, John... Oh, a reply. Finally!"

Click!

[Name: Anonymous]

[Reply Post # 45]

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To Post#37

Nice picture! I'm actually turned on by stick girls getting pumped by stick guys! Her stick hips are obviously made for bearing stick babies!

Anyway, here's your lesson. I know what you're hinting about based on your picture.

Watch everything and don't skip a video: (Link) www.gaagel.com/search/fisting

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"Huh? Fisting? That sounds like punching alright. Let's see... First result is this video with no thumbnail, Big Sister's Fist Fest."

Click!

(Aughhh~ ahhh~ ahhn~)

*Splat, splat, splat!*

(Hrrmh! Yeah, baby! Yeah! Ughh! Uhh!)

*Pound, pound, splat!*

(Ahh~! Fist! It! Harderraaaahhh~!)

A fleshy scene exposed itself on the computer screen.

"...Ah. It's just porn."

Jason then tried to close the video showing the pink scene. However, before he could do that...

All of a sudden, the door opened without a knock.

"Jason, I know you're depressed, so we need to tal-- .........."

(Ahh~ Haaahhh~ Aaaaa~)

*Splat, splat, splat!*

The sister froze in shock as she alternated her gaze between Jason and the meaty scene displayed on the computer screen.

"N-no, wait! Big sis! This is not what it looks like!" hastily denied Jason as he forcefully shut down the computer.

"Big S-sister's... Fist Fest, huh?"

Jason's sister only showed a blank look as she read the large title on top of the video while color drained from her face.

"No! You're wrong! This isn't what it looks like! I was just watching a martial arts video!"

"You're actually adopted."

The door banged loudly upon being closed by his expressionless sister with extreme force.

That night, the two siblings barely spoke to each other.