“Off we go then!” Kashiwagi opened the door to the hallway, and was met with confusion from the four girls she had standing nude in the classroom.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?!” Chie protested. “It’s called a swimsuit competition for a reason!”
Kashiwagi smiled, thinly veiling her sadistic intent. “Your swimsuits are waiting for you in the auditorium’s changing rooms. Where else would they be?”
“Um, in the room where you made us get naked, obviously?!” Chie yelled back. “Why didn’t we just get changed there?!”
“Y-You can’t really expect us to walk all the way there while... i-in the nude, could you?” stammered Naoto, squirming with newfound embarrassment at the idea and trying to resist the urge to cover herself again under threat of spanking.
“Well what was I supposed to do? Carry that big heavy metal safe all the way there by myself?” Kashiwagi laughed off their concerns with a handwave. “Besides, all the better to ensure that the now former Miss Yasogami doesn’t run off and ruin the entire affair a second time, wouldn’t you agree?” She grinned smugly as she brandished her ruler and threateningly smacked it against her hand. “A short trip down the hall wouldn’t be so bad compared to the long run home if you refused, would it?”
Everyone was stunned into silence. Rise, who had been quiet since Kashiwagi opened the door, was busy trying to muster up the courage to see this situation through. More importantly, to help her friends through it. Yukiko and Naoto were far too modest to agree to this without a push, and Chie, while usually outspoken and full of bravado, would sooner try something stupid like making a break for it and just end up in more trouble.
On one hand, Rise thought, it’s not as though they’d get caught if everyone was waiting in the auditorium, and things could only get worse if they put up more of a fight. Better that they put up with this now and get dressed quickly than drag things out and risk somebody in the auditorium coming to look for them.
On the other hand, Naoto had already stopped arguing, and Yukiko didn’t know what to say from the beginning, standing there blushing as red as her usual fashion sense but unable to protest. They clearly didn’t want to do it, so maybe it was up to Rise and Chie to fight back.
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