Chapter 70: Book 2 – Chapter 7b

They talked for a while and shared thoughts of normalcy.

 

Eventually they had to go back over to the other room and explain things. They came to the agreement they would state they were both victims of the same disease and they were thinking of forming a support group. The disease seems to affect your mind and make you behave strangely in social situations. Kanzaki looked thoughtful, "Wait a minute. If you..." She pointed at Ichikawa, then hooked a thumb at the window, "Then Urisugi..." She then pointed at Toshi, "And you got that thing for tits..." Yaoisuki looked puzzled by these musings, "Wait. That's right. Urisugi has been acting strange since he got back from the hospital."

 

Kanzaki and Kawashima exchanged glances and some how telepathically shared the same thought, ~We cannot allow anyone else know Urisugi is fucking for money!~

 

Kawashima then shook her head rapidly, "No no no! Urisugi actually has been quite normal!" Yaoisuki raised an eyebrow, "He has? interesting. He has always seemed like an oddball to me. Maybe what this virus does is reverses your personality to some extent. Weird becomes normal." She pointed at Ichikawa, "You went from normal to practically a prude." Ichikawa frowned and looked most unhappy about the statement. Yaoisuki looked at Toshi, "And... you developed your breast fetish. What were you before?" Toshi glanced about then thought, ~Well... what was the old Toshi like?~

 

He tapped his chin for a bit, "Well... I used to be a flirt and a tease who took advantage of all the horny girls around me and used them for personal gain while never actually giving up the goods." Everyone stared at him. He stared back, then abruptly added, "So I'm told! I was in a coma and have memory loss." Yaoisuki pressed a finger up under her nose as she thought out loud, "Fascinating. It seems you had the worst reaction, and the greatest change in personality." Toshi then added, "Also, I don't think it's a virus. Whatever it is, it isn't infectious." He thought to himself, ~I don't think soul displacement is caused by the sniffles.~

 

Kawashima snuck up behind Ichikawa, "Say, maybe you can cure each other. He can help you be less of a stick in the mud and you can let him have a crack at-" She reached around to grab Ichikawa's boobs from below, lifted them up and wiggled them at Toshi, "THESE!" Ichikawa instantly turned red with embarrassment and turned around to smack at Ichikawa, "WHY YOU LITTLE-!" She hit her about the head and shoulders while Kawashima laughed hysterically. All the girls thought it was funny and had a good laugh.

 

Toshi on the other hand stood stock still and broke out into a cold sweat, ~Dear god, they're huge.~ Which gave way to, ~She's been emotionally traumatized and you're thinking of fucking a sixteen year old girl, you goddamn pervert~ Which was followed by, ~Holy fuck she is stacked.~ Despite his best efforts, he couldn't help rising to the occasion, if one gets the meaning.

 

Saketoba was the one who noticed that Toshi wasn't laughing. She stepped closer, "Are you-" She then glanced down towards his pants, "Oh... My." This drew everyone else's attention. Toshi realized where they were staring and promptly turned around to show his back to everyone. Ichikawa cleared her throat and looked away, stammering incoherently. Kawashima, never the tactful type interjected, "Wow. You certainly are packing a lot of trouble." Toshi glanced over his shoulder at her as he finished 'adjusting'. He spoke in a flat tone, "I'm fine, thanks." Kawashima bumped shoulders with Ichikawa, "Its your fault, you know. You should help the guy out." Ichikawa turned beet red and slugged Kawashima in the shoulder, "STOP IT!" Kanzaki smirked, "Oh c'mon, Ichikawa!" She leered, "Don't you know it's rude to leave a guy hanging!"

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The artists were watching the exchange. One was making notes and it seemed like whatever was playing out in front of them JUST might wind up in the next issue. Toshi, on the other hand, was getting annoyed. Here he had just made a friend, and now she was getting teased for it. Admittedly, if it had been his high school friends and the situation was reversed, it would most likely play out the same way. Still, he wanted to do something to put them in their place, when he remembered that he was in a hurry to get here. When he changed out of his uniform, he didn't put on an undershirt.

 

Time to turn some tables.

 

He smiled at Yaoisuki, "Actually. That reminds me!" He unbuttoned his cuffs and started to roll them up, "Any chance I could be in the comic?" The teasing ground to a halt. Yaoisuki stopped taking notes, "Excuse me?" Toshi finished rolling up his second sleeve, "I like the comic. I was wondering if you could put me in there somewhere. You don't have to use my name." He started to unbutton his shirt, "Maybe I could model for you?"

 

Ichikawa looked confused. She glanced at her friends who were seemingly mesmerized by his arms. She was not comprehending why they all seemed to be in a hypnotic state.  Just as he was about to open up his shirt, he abruptly turned around and let the shirt fall off his shoulders to drape down his back. In the process, he showed off the work he had been doing on his deltoids to a very appreciative audience. He looked back at everyone with as innocent an expression he could muster, "Something like this or..." He fluttered his eyelashes as he slowly rocked back and forth, teasing the possibility of him turning around, "Would you prefer a full frontal nude?"

 

Ichikawa just quirked an eyebrow because to her, this was not sexy. If anything, this was just silly. The other four girls, on the other hand, started to stammer and drool, incapable of completing any coherent sentence. There was a lot of coughing, stuttering, and short laughs as their brains failed to function in the presence of the drop dead hunk offering to strip naked.

 

Toshi didn't give them a chance to speak. He then gave them a pout and said, "Not interested? Damn." He pulled his shirt back up and turned around as he buttoning it back up, "Well, can't blame a guy for trying!" He gave Ichikawa a playful wink, "Nice talking with you! We'll chat later, kay?" Then, with a tilt of his head while sticking out his tongue, he pulled down one eyelid and said "BLEH!" before swiftly walking out.

 

Everyone except Ichikawa let out a long, disappointed moan.

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