Strict Upperclassmen (for Yukiko)

[Arkmada]

A slender young man tapped his foot on the floor with a rhythmic echo, leaning on the desk and watching the clock with a concerned expression. They were getting late. He wanted the girls's first punishment to go smoothly...he didn't like being to quick. He'd come across as insensitive, after all.

A sigh parted from his lips as he gazed blankly at the empty classroom. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a crumpled ball of paper and an abandoned coffee cup. Unforgivable crimes against cleanliness. He picked up the trash and disposed of it properly, thinking to inform the headmaster of this egregious transgression. He leaned back on the desk and pulled out a small blue notebook with the name "Kouken" neatly written on the front, and jotted down a reminder of the crime.

He set the book down and sighed again....When he heard a knock on the door. Kouken smiled quietly to himself. "Come in, ladies," he said with a friendly tone.

[Yukiko]

Nastia is the first of the two girls that enters the rooms. For a moment Kouken thinks she might be alone but then Naomi follows her and stays close at the door while Nastia comes near. She seems not overly worried, judged by her behavior.

"You must be Kouken." She says with a charming smile. The sixteen years old already has the body of a young woman. Incredible long and slender legs which surely turn some heads on the schoolyard, rounded hips, and a well shaped bust. Only her face reveals how young she is. Especially the cute pout. She wears a white blouse (the top button open how Kouken notices) a dark knee-length skirt and a black tie. Simple but tasteful and the length of the skirt may even fit the dress code, with some good will. "We are here because of a... punishment." She continues with a slight tone of disbelieve in her voice, as if there must have happened a failure. Her punishment is because of repeated violations against the dress code and it's easily to imagine what kind of violations this might have been.

Naomi back at the entrance just nods and bows slightly, but doesn't say a word. She is here because of a brawl at the schoolyard - with a seventeen years old boy. A strong guy, as far as Kouken knows, it is hard to imagine how the slender fourteen years old girl, small for her age, should get involved in a fistfight, but the proof is right above her left eyebrow - a mighty bruise. Apart from that she has an attractive face with beautiful almond shaped eyes. Other than Nastia, she wears a typical blue white sailor suit school uniform.

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Originally Posted by Yukiko

Nastia is the first of the two girls that enters the rooms. For a moment Kouken thinks she might be alone but then Naomi follows her and stays close at the door while Nastia comes near. She seems not overly worried, judged by her behavior.

"You must be Kouken." She says with a charming smile. The sixteen years old already has the body of a young woman. Incredible long and slender legs which surely turn some heads on the schoolyard, rounded hips, and a well shaped bust. Only her face reveals how young she is. Especially the cute pout. She wears a white blouse (the top button open how Kouken notices) a dark knee-length skirt and a black tie. Simple but tasteful and the length of the skirt may even fit the dress code, with some good will. "We are here because of a... punishment." She continues with a slight tone of disbelieve in her voice, as if there must have happened a failure. Her punishment is because of repeated violations against the dress code and it's easily to imagine what kind of violations this might have been.

Naomi back at the entrance just nods and bows slightly, but doesn't say a word. She is here because of a brawl at the schoolyard - with a seventeen years old boy. A strong guy, as far as Kouken knows, it is hard to imagine how the slender fourteen years old girl, small for her age, should get involved in a fistfight, but the proof is right above her left eyebrow - a mighty bruise. Apart from that she has an attractive face with beautiful almond shaped eyes. Other than Nastia, she wears a typical blue white sailor suit school uniform.

Kouken studied both the girls and hummed thoughtfully, jotting something down very quickly in his notebook and putting it away again. He noticed Nastia blouse, and was fully aware of the tactic she was utilizing here. It wasn't going to make things easier for her.

The smaller girl, Naomi, was very clearly wounded after her experience...And he pondered if a lesson was even needed.

He nodded and smiled. They were both rather cute...though in very different ways.

"It's good to meet you. Have a seat," he said calmly, gesturing towards two chairs in front of the teacher's desk he was leaning on. "So I assume you two were informed why you were sent here?"

[Yukiko]

"Thank you." Nastia nods and sits down crossing her legs so that her skirts slides up somewhat. She studies Kouken, he seems to be quite nice (and handsome but that's another matter) and surely she can get along with him and they can agree about something. "Sure I know. It is because of a punishment for 'violation of dresscode', my skirt allegedly was too short and my blouse to tight." She roles her eyes. "It was all the fault of the boys, it wasn't my fault they made such a fuss and disturbed the lesson. Of course the old lady blamed me." Nastia shrugs. "Perhaps some additional homework or cleaning something?" She offers to show her good will.

Naomi nods and waits silently until Nastia is done. "Yes, I know. The guy insulted my friend and pinched her butt. He got what he deserved. Punish me as you wish, Kouken-sensei." Naomi is not as optimistic as her friend, she heard stories about Kouken and she is not as sexy as her friend so there is not much hope in her case to soften up or distract the older student.

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Originally Posted by Yukiko

"Thank you." Nastia nods and sits down crossing her legs so that her skirts slides up somewhat. She studies Kouken, he seems to be quite nice (and handsome but that's another matter) and surely she can get along with him and they can agree about something. "Sure I know. It is because of a punishment for 'violation of dresscode', my skirt allegedly was too short and my blouse to tight." She roles her eyes. "It was all the fault of the boys, it wasn't my fault they made such a fuss and disturbed the lesson. Of course the old lady blamed me." Nastia shrugs. "Perhaps some additional homework or cleaning something?" She offers to show her good will.

Naomi nods and waits silently until Nastia is done. "Yes, I know. The guy insulted my friend and pinched her butt. He got what he deserved. Punish me as you wish, Kouken-sensei." Naomi is not as optimistic as her friend, she heard stories about Kouken and she is not as sexy as her friend so there is not much hope in her case to soften up or distract the older student.

The young man continued his observations, wondering if either girl had the slightest clue how thoroughly they were being analyzed. Given how much Nastia had let her guard down, he doubted it. She was a kind person, but was clearly use to getting her way, and didn't seem to really acknowledge what she had done as wrong. Naomi seemed much more submissive...and a little despondent. Further more...her crime was certainly more human, and yet, more severe. Violence was no small problem. He was uncertain which merited a bigger punishment.

He coughed and adjusted his shirt collar. "Now now, slow down. We're not skipping to that part quite yet," he said waving his arms dismissively. "I was assigned to look after you two, not just punish you and hope that's enough. I want to talk first."

Kouken swiftly picked up and chair and sat down calmly, resting a foot on his knee. "Now then...I can tell you both have certain problems already. Nastia-San, you don't really seem to think what happened is at all your fault. And Naomi-san....I very much sympathize with your position...and when I was your age, I would have done the same. But violence is not the answer to that issue," he stated in an authoritative tone, then waited for both girl's reaction.

[Yukiko]

Nastia wasn't aware that she was analyzed and if she would have been aware, she wouldn't care. After all Kouken is not her enemy, so that she would have to be on guard, but an older student, a sympathetic one seemingly and handsome. She checks him like he does with her though with another purpose, hm, yes, he might be her type. He can notice that she relaxes and plays with a strand of hair while he speaks.
She already was afraid, when she heard that an older student is assigned to look after her, that it would be such an impossible nerd type, which would use the opportunity to go on her nerves and control her - especially her undergarments. The whole idea is ridiculous but maybe it won't be so bad as she thought. She eagerly nods.

"Yes, they told me I get an older student to take care of me. One of the stran... I mean old traditions of this school. Surely very useful." Surely very idiotic. "I am glad that I got someone nice like you, Kouken." At least that's true. "Of course it was all my fault. I should have been aware how serious they take this here. Maybe the skirt was somewhat short, I didn't thought that someone could be seriously disturbed by it - my fault. I'll take care better from now on." Blablabla. Nastia is blond but no bimbo. She knows what someone wants to hear if he uses this line and looks like that. She has to suppress the urge to role her eyes at his authoritative tone but he is a guy, she shouldn't expect to much.

Naomi is aware that she is analyzed and she is worried about it. She is more aware than Nastia how this works, if you get assigned an older student. She had hoped she would get an older student who doesn't really care like the last one but it doesn't seem her hope fulfilled. She thought with her comment she could cut off the futile discussion and get over with the punishment but it seems that Kouken takes this more seriously than she hoped and it wont be so easy. Well, fighting a guy who is large enough to easily spit on your head wasn't easy either.

"Of course you are right Kouken-sempai." She bows again. "I did wrong. Violence is never a solution. Please forgive my comment. I am sure at my age you would have acted more wisely and I appreciate your sympathies. I am very glad to get an elder student like you to watch over me. As I said I will accept every punishment you think is appropriate." She smiles politely but her face is expressionless and shows nothing about her feelings. He said just the same as she will get to hear from her trainer and her parents. Kouken is her smallest problem. But unfortunately she had no choice. Who would assume that a sturdy guy would go tell the teachers about it? This is so ridiculous.

((We play at a school in Japan, right?))

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Originally Posted by Yukiko

Nastia wasn't aware that she was analyzed and if she would have been aware, she wouldn't care. After all Kouken is not her enemy, so that she would have to be on guard, but an older student, a sympathetic one seemingly and handsome. She checks him like he does with her though with another purpose, hm, yes, he might be her type. He can notice that she relaxes and plays with a strand of hair while he speaks.
She already was afraid, when she heard that an older student is assigned to look after her, that it would be such an impossible nerd type, which would use the opportunity to go on her nerves and control her - especially her undergarments. The whole idea is ridiculous but maybe it won't be so bad as she thought. She eagerly nods.

"Yes, they told me I get an older student to take care of me. One of the stran... I mean old traditions of this school. Surely very useful." Surely very idiotic. "I am glad that I got someone nice like you, Kouken." At least that's true. "Of course it was all my fault. I should have been aware how serious they take this here. Maybe the skirt was somewhat short, I didn't thought that someone could be seriously disturbed by it - my fault. I'll take care better from now on." Blablabla. Nastia is blond but no bimbo. She knows what someone wants to hear if he uses this line and looks like that. She has to suppress the urge to role her eyes at his authoritative tone but he is a guy, she shouldn't expect to much.

Naomi is aware that she is analyzed and she is worried about it. She is more aware than Nastia how this works, if you get assigned an older student. She had hoped she would get an older student who doesn't really care like the last one but it doesn't seem her hope fulfilled. She thought with her comment she could cut off the futile discussion and get over with the punishment but it seems that Kouken takes this more seriously than she hoped and it wont be so easy. Well, fighting a guy who is large enough to easily spit on your head wasn't easy either.

"Of course you are right Kouken-sempai." She bows again. "I did wrong. Violence is never a solution. Please forgive my comment. I am sure at my age you would have acted more wisely and I appreciate your sympathies. I am very glad to get an elder student like you to watch over me. As I said I will accept every punishment you think is appropriate." She smiles politely but her face is expressionless and shows nothing about her feelings. He said just the same as she will get to hear from her trainer and her parents. Kouken is her smallest problem. But unfortunately she had no choice. Who would assume that a sturdy guy would go tell the teachers about it? This is so ridiculous.

((We play at a school in Japan, right?))

(yes)

The young man sighed and leaned back comfortably, humming to himself. "...Not sure if anyone told you this...I'm aware I'm well know among the student body, but I don't keep track of the gossip. But well...I'm studying to be a therapist, that or a psych professor," he said calmly. "...That means its very easy for me to tell when someone's just being told what I want to be told. Just like both of you are doing now. I don't think you're bad people, but I also think you both have....problems. Problems I don't think you want to face,"

He stood up and began to pace in front of the girls, adjusting the formal jacket of his uniform. "There are some very important things I want you to know. For one, whatever we talk about in here, or whatever punishment I administer is confidential. That means you have no reason to lie. Unless you ask me to, I won't talk to the teachers beyond telling them whether or not you're making progress. Also, I want you to know...I actually give a damn about you," he said, turning to face them. "...I didn't have much help when I was younger. I wish I did, but I didn't. That's why I do this. So don't feel the need to hold back."

[Yukiko]

Nastia has to grin at the older students little speech and quickly tries to hide it behind her hand by pretending to scratch her nose. This guy, Kouken, he is, what, maybe two years older than her? He speaks like a professor might speak with a student in the first semester. 'I am well known among the student body' - no, no, he is not arrogant at all. 'I am studying to be a psych professor'...'you are not bad peoples, but you have problems. Problems you don't want to face, hum hum.' Is this a joke? She has to grit her teeth not to giggle. Perhaps he should face his own problems first. You don't need to study Psychology to know that someone who is about to be punished by you will most likely tell you what you want to hear - if he or she is not stupid.

Nastia pulls herself together. Bursting out in laughter would surely be no good idea, she forces herself to look seriously at him. He takes himself VERY serious thats for sure. "I didn't lie, Professo..." Arrgh, screw it. "Um, sorry, I mean Kouken. I just, well, tried to make a good impression on you, that's all. I don't know what kind of problem you mean, but sure you will explain it to us. If you study to be a therapist we are surely in the best hands, um, why do I have to do all the talking, by the way, Naomi?" She glances at her younger friend.


Naomi has more self-control than Nastia and the corners of her mouth just twitch slightly when her friend call Kouken 'Professor'. She is not amused like her friend about his speech. She doesn't like to be treated like an fool and she doesn't like to be called a liar.

"Because you are better at it, Nasti." She answers and turns toward the future Professor. "I have nothing to hide. Tell the teachers whatever you want. About the other thing - we have no reason to tell the truth also, right? We aren't friends, as you said yourself, you give a damn about us. It is not my fault you had no help when you were younger..." Naomi's voice trails away. She already said too much and she notices that Nasti looks worried and shakes her head. She frowns. Her friend might be right. If Koukon studies psychology he might use psychological tricks. Better to be careful until she can judge him better and not to provoke him.

[Arkmada]

Originally Posted by Yukiko

Nastia has to grin at the older students little speech and quickly tries to hide it behind her hand by pretending to scratch her nose. This guy, Kouken, he is, what, maybe two years older than her? He speaks like a professor might speak with a student in the first semester. 'I am well known among the student body' - no, no, he is not arrogant at all. 'I am studying to be a psych professor'...'you are not bad peoples, but you have problems. Problems you don't want to face, hum hum.' Is this a joke? She has to grit her teeth not to giggle. Perhaps he should face his own problems first. You don't need to study Psychology to know that someone who is about to be punished by you will most likely tell you what you want to hear - if he or she is not stupid.

Nastia pulls herself together. Bursting out in laughter would surely be no good idea, she forces herself to look seriously at him. He takes himself VERY serious thats for sure. "I didn't lie, Professo..." Arrgh, screw it. "Um, sorry, I mean Kouken. I just, well, tried to make a good impression on you, that's all. I don't know what kind of problem you mean, but sure you will explain it to us. If you study to be a therapist we are surely in the best hands, um, why do I have to do all the talking, by the way, Naomi?" She glances at her younger friend.


Naomi has more self-control than Nastia and the corners of her mouth just twitch slightly when her friend call Kouken 'Professor'. She is not amused like her friend about his speech. She doesn't like to be treated like an fool and she doesn't like to be called a liar.

"Because you are better at it, Nasti." She answers and turns toward the future Professor. "I have nothing to hide. Tell the teachers whatever you want. About the other thing - we have no reason to tell the truth also, right? We aren't friends, as you said yourself, you give a damn about us. It is not my fault you had no help when you were younger..." Naomi's voice trails away. She already said too much and she notices that Nasti looks worried and shakes her head. She frowns. Her friend might be right. If Koukon studies psychology he might use psychological tricks. Better to be careful until she can judge him better and not to provoke him.

The man looked at Naomi, observed their slips with a smile. He scratched his head a bit and chuckled to himself. "Well if you're going to be that defiant, we can skip ahead a few steps in this process," he said in a low tone. His smile shifted to a very dark expression, eying both the girl's carefully. "...I appreciate the brief moment of honesty, girls. Even if it wasn't intentional. I'm aware that you, Nastia, were just about to mock me, and you Naomi...well, you just couldn't hold your tongue as well. I'm not one to take out my childhood on other people...and that accusation is not one I take lightly,"

His voice was much lower now, but still calm. He likely seem a bit taller to the girls all of a sudden. "...I've raised a younger brother and sister alone. I know a kid when I see one. And I see two in front of me right now."

He leaned up and placed both feet on the ground, rolling up his sleeves. "When I said I would keep things confidential, that was reassurance that the very embarrassing thing about to happen to you two wasn't going to go public. That's all."

[Yukiko]

Damn it, Nastia knew he would be angry because her tongue slipped and this stupid 'Professor' slipped out. He seems to be quite sensitive. She blushes. "Nonono, you got that wrong, Koukon, I didn't mock you, really, it was just a slip. Because you said you want to become a professor. I would never mock you, why should I?" He seems to be hurt in his feelings but she isn't sure how to deal with it. "Of course you are right. I acted childish. Can't we just forget about it and start again? I am just not used to these 'older student is looking after you' thing. Come one, give me a chance." She gives him her best smile then getting aware what he said and that he rolls up his sleeves.

"Um... embarrassing?" She looks confused at him.

Naomi doesn't look confused at all. She has a good idea what he is about to do but her voice is at least as calm as his. "Kids, yes." She simply agrees and looks at him. She also knows a kid when she sees one and she knows a man when she sees one. Her trainer is a man. Her father is a man. In this room in none.

"Oh. I can hold my tongue. You said there is no need for us to hold back. You remember? I wanted to know if you are honest about this." She shrugs "You said we have no reason to lie but it seems we have good reasons not to tell the truth. I didn't accuse you, you did it yourself. You said you don't give a damn about us. You do this because you didn't have help when you were younger - but this has nothing to do with me. It is not my fault. It is no reason to punish me because of it. It is your problem, not mine. That's all."

Her voice is still calm and her face emotionless but inside it looks different. He is probably the worst guy they could have get. Whatever bothers him or went wrong in his live, it must have been quite bad if he had to raise his siblings and it seems he found a way to compensate it. Unfortunately. Damn, why has it always to be her? Was her day not bad enough? Has she done something to insult the Kami? She sighs.