Chapter #4A Seemingly Innocuous School Trip by: Unknown "Now listen class 1-B," the portly Mr Takanada whistled through the wide gap in his front teeth. He wasn't particularly happy to be here inside the Hotel lobby, especially with all the little brats nattering and running around beside him, and the distaste was evident on his face. After all, he'd lost the game of straws six months back to be the teacher chaperone on this year's international field trip, a dreaded role that each staff member at Midoriya High detested with all their hearts, almost as much as the measly pay they received at the end of each working day.
"Settle down!" he hollered in Japanese to one of his students. He grunted as the taller one of the two wrestling boys let go of the smaller one's heads, laughing wildly whilst brushing his spiky black hair out of his crazed eyes. Of course it would be Hirabayashi Tomio. That lanky little prick always found a way to get himself into trouble (and then worm his way out of it because of his standing as the Principal's son, much to Takanada's behest). His restless nature and rebellious streak made him the bane of all his teachers' existences. Plus the sense of entitlement that came with his social rank as a Prefect (totally not a rigged decision) made him insufferable at the best of times. Him and his two lackeys, rowdy boys like him by the names of Ryu and Ken- a happy coincidence- who were just as troublesome as their apathetic superior.
"Calm down, Maku, they're just kids." Takanada rolled his eyes and sighed. The prior voice belonged to the other chaperone on the trip, Mrs Tagakaki. Unlike Takanada, Mrs Tagakaki wasn't a school staff member, rather a parent, and had willingly signed up to come onto the trip. Takanada couldn't help but feel a pang of resentment for her and her bubbly personality, the very idea of someone enjoying the experience of a school trip even in a 5* hotel was baffling to him. The only consolation really for him was that Mrs Tagakaki was a very easy woman on the eyes; though she must've surely been somewhere in her late thirties, she had the body of a woman half her age with voluptuous curves despite her petite 5'0" frame. She wore a only a short tennis skirt with a translucent cream turtleneck and golden strapped sandals, giving the pervy English teacher a good look of her massive E-cups through the front.
Hanging near the back of the herd of rowdy schoolchildren were a pair of average enough schoolgirls. Neither of were particularly invested into admiring the spectacle that was the immaculate design of the Hotel lobby. Instead they seemed to be in a heated discussion, both sharing sharp whispers between themselves.
"Come on, Mai, this is our final school trip before graduation! Lighten up a little!" Otani Eiko giggled in Japanese, brushing a lock of curly black hair out of her face. She looked a troublesome sort of girl, possessing crazy eyes akin to those of her peer, Tumio, but whereas his was because of his love for chaotic mischief, hers was more subtle and sly. She wore a baggy white coat atop her blue-and-white crosshatched school blouse, concealing her practically non-existent bust underneath. She looked taller than her friend, owing it to her massive four-inch platforms that rocketed her up to a still diminutive 5'2". Not that Eiko cared really. She may as been as sex-obsessed as anyone her age was but she had enough self-confidence to dismiss negative thoughts about herself.
Her friend beside her laughed. "First off, we're here to practise our English, remember? Second, I won't be able to do much of anything at all. I mean, my mum is the damn chaperone!" Mai smiled, happy with her bulletproof reasoning. Tagakaki Mai, though plain-ish like her fellow fifteen-year-old classmate, was a bit stockier than Eiko. Though not fat, it was clear that her obsession with revision and literature far exceeded that of her desire to go out and exercise. She had a physics textbook tucked under one arm whilst the other brushed away a stray lock of her fringe out of her eyes.
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"Anyways," she continued, "I don't see why I have to go out of my way to succumb to the teenage temptations of sex and debauchery. I mean, do you really want me to end up being like Masumi over there?" Mai smiled. Both girls looked over to their classmate. Masumi was a pretty girl, 5'7" in height and having what would've been a killer body had she not been bloated at her midsection. She was nowhere near her due date but it seemed like the baby was already fighting its way out of her, her mound rumbling every few seconds and causing her to wince.
"Okay, it's not okay to try and rationalise your frigid way of thinking by using Masumi as a point of comparison. Masumi's was a f*cking nympho, even before she got pregnant. It was only a matter of time before she got knocked up by someone. She's been through half the boys in our year, a few of the girls too."
Mai giggled and looked up at her friend. "Is that you included?"
Eiko gave her an incredulous look but couldn't stop a smile from stretching across her face. "I love me some coochie but I'm not as desperate as I may look. I like a girl with some class, one that would love sitting down and having an intellectual conversation with me as much as she would sneaking off into the janitor's closet and touching my clit!"
"Intellectual conversation!" Mai laughed. "As if you'd be capable of anything of the sort!"
Eiko punched her arm but laughed along with her bestie. "I'd have you know that when the conversation's not solely centred on something boring like 'trigonometry' or 'cosmic superpositions', I can present myself as quite the intellectual individual!"
"Eh, I'll believe it once I see it." Eiko rolled her eyes as she hooked her arm inside Mai's and led her friend to follow the rest of the girls in Class1-B towards their rented out hotel floor. Poking banter was commonplace between these two old friends and neither of them took any ill will as they boarded the glass elevator and began to rose upwards. Though Mai wouldn't have admitted it to her lecherus-minded compatriot, she was indeed on her own search for self discovery, albeit on a much lower key than her friend. Ever since her boobs had finally grown in over the past summer break (putting her at a modest B-cup size and still growing), she'd had a sexual awakening. Now every passing glance from a boy seemed to stir something inside her that she was eager to explore further.
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