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It was about time school hours were over. Midori thought the day would never be over, but she wouldn't mind staying just a few more minutes after school to help any student that needed some extra help. It was a little difficult trying to teach so many languages she had to offer to different classes and those willing to learn a new language aside from the one Midori teaches in class She couldn't really complain since she was the one who chose this job in the first place. Maybe it would of been better to stick to teaching one language. Like... English... or Swedish.

Midori was in her classroom as she began to take a step outside for a moment to make a quick errand, but her attention was immediately diverged to a bag sitting on a desk literally right near the door. Looks like a student must have forgotten her school bag. It'd be a shame if anyone were to come in now and just snatch the bag while Midori was gone. Violating someone's privacy and looking other people's things was never acceptable to the teacher.

But that didn't mean the rule actually applies to her.

Already finding herself digging through the bag, Midori found herself a camera. "Oh?" She cooed with interest. Now like a good person, she wouldn't dare try to see what pictures were stored in the camera. Then again, who said Midori was actually a good person? Turning on the camera, she began to fiddle around with the camera and eventually came across the gallery.

She saw nothing but girls in these photos. Some of them were in their bras and panties. Whoever took these pictures had a sick mentality to probably just stalk these girls and take pictures of them, invading their privacy especially when being near nudity.

...Midori's type of person.

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One classroom left to check. If it wasn't there, the last hope would be the lost & found, if this school even had one...

Now that classes were over, Yuri had the time to go around and try to find out where she ended up leaving her bag some time earlier in the day. Around lunch time was the last she could clearly remember having it, which brought about the worry that someone might have taken it instead of just found it lying around. If that were the case, chances were she wouldn't be getting it back, which didn't bode well for the textbooks she'd have to pay for and the homework she didn't get the chance to turn in yet. But hey, she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.

For now, the girl just approached the door to language class, slid it open and stepped inside, eyes immediately shifting toward the area of her seat. A brief glance, smile and nod was offered to the teacher still in class before Yuri took a few steps in and toward that seat, but just as she got about halfway there, she froze. Hadn't processed it at first, so she had to double take, and inevitably her wide eyes settled upon the device in the older woman's hands. Judging by the way it looked, and the bag sitting nearby... Ho boy, she was in real trouble.

Solution: abandon ship.

"O-... Oh, sorry, wrong room..!" stated Yuri once she regained the power of speech, tearing her eyes from the camera and stiffly turning back toward the door. Damn, she was sure she left her camera in her dorm room today, else she would have been much more careful about keeping her bag on her. Worst case scenario was that a teacher found it, and that was exactly what just happened. Surely being in possession of such a thing was grounds for expulsion, and her only actual defense against it was to flee, then later claim it didn't belong to her.

So, calmly and slowly--albeit nervously--Yuri crept her way back toward the door.

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Midori was rather amused and impressed with some of the shots in this picture. She was no photographer, but some shots needed better work in her opinion. Still, that didn't mean these photos were bad or anything or left her a little bit unimpressed or anything. What really got her or surprised her the most would have to be photos of girls almost naked or half naked. Surely this person here had quite the stealth skills to take such shots.

The woman's attention went onto a redheaded student who had just arrived in the classroom, her gaze settling upon the camera Midori held. After a few seconds, an apology was given and thus attempting to exit out of the class. For a moment she would of actually let the girl go. A simple common mistake was not to be scolded for of course, so why would Midori do so? However, the woman didn't stop the redheaded girl for that type of reason.

"Tokisaki." She called, of course addressing the girl by the last name, leaving out the honorifics to stop the girl from leaving the classroom. She had a strong bitterly sweet tone when she called the girl, lightly waving the camera for a moment while doing so. After a year of teaching here and knowing who sits where for each class because seating charts are really helpful for a woman, Tokisaki sits here if Midori was correct.

With just a small smile of amusement creeping on her lips, she then continued. "Is this your camera?" She asked, focused more on the camera than the bag. Midori had other methods to verify if this was Tokisaki's bag or not. Obvious methods. Either way, the woman felt like she was going to poke a lot of fun on this student.

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The vocalized "Tokisaki" that made Yuri stop by the door very nearly sent a chill down her spine. She wasn't totally sure what that manner of speaking meant for her, but it sure wasn't anything good. Part of her suggested just denying it or dashing right out of the room, but... well, actually, was there any guarantee that those pictures had even been seen? Camera was out, sure, but maybe there was some possibility that she was still safe.

Easy now, Yuri thought. She wasn't going to recover the thing if she kept looking so nervous, and running off was surely going to make her look even more suspicious. There were two solid options, she figured. Option one: hope that the teacher hadn't actually seen the pictures on that camera yet, recover it casually, and leave like nothing happened, maybe with a thank-you and what-not. Option two: recover the device in a less peaceful manner, then get rid of it so that there would be no evidence once she was surely reported. After a moment of thought, Yuri decided that the second option was best to be considered after she tried the first.

Clearing her throat in preparation to reply, Yuri turned her head and pointed her eyes to the camera. "... Oh, would you look at that?" she said calmly, turning to move on toward the teacher's desk. Along the way was an addition of: "So that's where my bag went..! Great, was worried someone stole it."

Yes, casually... Yuri forced a smile, stood across the desk from her teacher, and reached a hand out to retrieve her camera from within Midori's grasp. The bag was of secondary concern right now, there was nothing incriminating in there. If she could just get hold of the camera...

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Yet just a moment ago this girl didn't recognize her bag until now. It seemed rather suspicious if you ask Midori. Her smile started to slowly fade away as she watched the girl came to a realization that her bag was here and given a smile from Tokisaki, reaching for the camera. It looks like her attention was primarily on the camera more than the bag, but Midori did snoop around the girl's stuff, so maybe that's the issue here? Then of course, she wasn't going to let this slide so easily.

As Tokisaki reached for the camera, Midori tightened her grip on the camera as she moved it away from the redheaded girl trying to take it away. "I don't know, Tokisaki." She said, bringing the camera close to her face and turning it from side to side. "This camera does have some... interesting photos; photos that aren't school appropriate." Midori sighed, looking back at Tokisaki. Should she return this camera to the student even though she does have some inappropriate photos and keep this a secret?

Nope.

"Buuuuut you can have this camera back," Midori trailed off for a moment, leaning back on the desk a little. "if you tell me why do you have photos of all these girls, in which some are barely clothes, in your camera." She just couldn't wait to hear a good excuse, or at least one that would entertain her well enough.

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So Plan A failed. Even more frustrating, it seemed the teacher had seen those pictures after all.

Frozen in place again, maintaining a stiff, smiling expression, Yuri's eyes stared forth as she considered her next reply. Tell the truth? Hell no, she'd be expelled for sure. Execute Plan B and dive for the camera? Might have worked for getting the camera back, but when she really thought about it, there were a lot of risks involved there. In addition to the possibility of just failing to get it back, she could have been charged for assaulting a teacher, and it wasn't too likely that anyone would take a student's word over the teacher's in a situation like this. The only solid option was to talk her way out of it.

"Er... About those..." said Yuri, slowly retracting her hand and folding it at her chest with the other one. Damn, why didn't she prepare for this scenario ahead of time? She'd been snapping pics like that for years, surely she had countless opportunities to think of some kind of excuse. Now it was all up to improv... though she did at least have something to say besides... well, nothing. "Ehehe... I guess it was missing for quite a while, if someone managed to snap pics like that."

No denying it was her camera, but hey, there wasn't any proof that she actually took the pictures, right? Sure, that might not have been an entirely believable story, but it was better an attempt than just coming clean. Yuri just hoped that this woman didn't have the sense to check the timestamps on those pictures.

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So Tokisaki's excuse was apparently someone must have stolen her camera. "So someone somehow managed to snatch your camera is what you're telling me, yes?" Midori said Well whoever took these photos had some skill in them. But should she really believe this story just like that? No, Midori had to search deeper into it. She wasn't one hundred percent sure, but she had a feeling that excuse wasn't valid.

Looking back at the camera, she began to fiddle around some some buttons a little. She was no photographer or someone who worked well with digital cameras or anything, but after just a few buttons being fiddled around, a very important detail showed at the bottom right corner of each picture. Midori decided to look through old photos this camera had, which gives her more detail on how long this mysterious person has been taking pictures on Tokisaki's camera.

"If this mysterious person did manage to steal your camera, then tell me, how long was your camera stolen? And when did you get it back?' She asked.

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Fortunately, Yuri only had photos from the past few weeks on her camera; the rest she kept in a flash drive locked safely in her room, both for the purpose of storage space on her camera and keeping the evidence from piling up on the device. Another issue that now surfaced was that asking how long ago she lost it implied that Midori had indeed spotted the timestamps, and if the woman found it actually in the bag, with assignments and such more recently dated, there was no way to explain away that hole in the story. She could no longer deny having already known about the pictures, and at this point, her only real option was...

"... Please give me my camera?"

... to come clean and hope, by some miracle, she'd get off with just a bit of scolding or something. Yuri's voice was that soft, awkward tone of one clearly on the losing side. That was intentional, though. Hands clasped together and shoulders lifted slightly, as if to make her appear smaller, she was attempting to appear as harmless and innocent as possible, hoping perhaps Midori would show some sympathy that way. Charming people was often necessary during her life off campus, so she'd like to think she had gotten pretty good at it. This would be the first time she tried it on a teacher, though.

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Figures.

"Hmm..." Midori hummed for a moment, placing an index finger on her chin from her free hand as if she was actually thinking in response to Tokisaki's plead. "What to do, oh what to do? Just give it to you and act like something like you probably wished or just be convinced more that you don't deserve it since you tried to lie to me?" Midori asked in a curious tone with an agog expression on her face. Now the woman was really about to poke some fun at this girl.

Midori began to walk back to her desk, turning her gaze at the camera again with a soft sigh. "I thought you were a beautiful and smart girl reaching for success Tokisaki, but instead you stalk other girls and take pictures of them. And to think you were a slate clean student with no marks whatsoever." Midori mildly scolded, though it wasn't to the point of being solemn.

"I wouldn't even know what the principal would even do to you... maybe put you up for a long-term suspension or even getting immediately expelled. Oh, what to do~" Midori sighed, shaking her head as if she was disappointed in Tokisaki. Was she trying to create a threatening atmosphere? In a way. Was it her intention? Not necessarily so.

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Alright, that wasn't working either.

Not only that, but Midori's response had subtle implications of an ulterior motive... Yuri knew that much at least. She couldn't have done business off campus if she weren't keen on reading people in situations like this, and the older woman's voice was that of a person who knew exactly what kind of power she held now. Frustrating to no end, but there was nothing Yuri could do about that but try to diffuse the situation as carefully as possible. In a way that would not have her sent home and maybe even facing criminal charges. Again.

"... Alright, I got it," Yuri said, straightening her posture, letting her arms fall to her sides, and shifting her voice and expression from casually-awkward to serious. An odd contrast to her usual, cheerful visage, but such was necessary if she was going to negotiate properly. Facing Midori at the desk and slightly narrowing her eyes, Yuri continued, "You wouldn't be teasing like this if you didn't want something out of it, so what's it gonna take for you to keep quiet? Money?"

Yuri's attitude now was much closer to how she behaved off-campus. Where she did business, everyone was a potential enemy, no one could really be trusted; they were all looking out for themselves. Rightfully so, given all of the legal issues with her kind of business. But even an unfavorable situation could be flipped around simply through attitude. Make the other person think you had control, even if you didn't.

Show no weakness.

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She figured Tokisaki would drop the guiltless act eventually, causing her to regain her small smile once more. "My, my, my. Look who went from trying to play innocent to completely down to business." Midori taunted. It looked like she had no other option but see what the woman want, knowing she can't really do anything else but that. This was slowly starting to get a little entertaining for Midori

Unfortunately, Midori's face turned a little grim as Tokisaki wanted to know what the woman needed to keep this a secret. Honestly she didn't really like the way she was spoken to. "Please Tokisaki,  I'd say what I'm doing is a little more of a threat. Though I'll have to say, you read me like a book." She explained with a simple shrug. While she's intentionally and playfully doing this for her own fun, it's technically in her job description to report stuff like this instead of poking some fun and leaving it as it is with a favor done for her.

."Sadly, I'm not really pleased with how you're talking to an adult, especially trying to bribe  them with money on a serious manner like this. Unless you can give me ten million yen right now and none of that IOU stuff." Midori said. Was it really that serious? In a way for her eyes.

"But rather than pulling money into this," Midori stopped for a moment as she then sat on her desk, legs crossed with the camera still in her hands. "I'd like to know what other offers you have to keep my mouth shut about this."

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With an arm reached out toward the door and a swift motion following it, Yuri closed and locked the room's entrance; partially an attempted intimidation, but mostly because she couldn't risk anyone walking in on this. The bubbly, honor-student persona was not fitting of her current situation, though her off-campus attitude did not fit the location; thus, no one else could be allowed to observe this interaction between the two of them.

"This will go much smoother for the both of us, Itano," began Yuri's reply. No "-sensei" tacked onto the end of the name, just as Midori eschewed the use of honorifics. "If you'd cut the theatrics." They were no longer speaking as teacher and student, after all, and she wasn't in the mood for games and wordplay. It might have been a nice source of blackmail for her teacher, but this was Yuri's way of life on the line here. If people started investigating her for something like this, there was no telling what kind of things they'd find and what sort of trouble she would get into.

Screw the whole "respect your elders" thing. No way was she going back to jail over this.

"If it's not money you want, what is it?" Yuri continued. She didn't actually have anything that couldn't be bought, aside from the pictures themselves, so the only assumption left was that Midori wanted her to do something for her. "I know you've got something on your mind already, so stop wasting time. Some kind of work you want me to do? Need information on someone? Or do you just want me to beg?"

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Oho? Now Tokisaki was closing and locking the door. It looks like she was either trying to stir up some intimidation of Midori or trying to make sure no one else hears this. The woman would have to go with the second reasoning; she's been through things a lot worse than this so no hint of being worried or afraid showed up on her face.

"Wow, already referring me by my last name alone? You really do have some courage in you for a young girl in a situation like this." Midori chuckled. Along with that, it was no doubt she obviously wanted to stall a little longer before actually getting to what Midori really wants for her own sake of entertainment. She just wanted to see what more Tokisaki had in store to say to pull off yet another giggle by the older woman.

Begging was the option Midori wanted Tokisaki to do just to see how badly she doesn't want the older woman to tell the principal about this situation. But no, that would be way too easy. She have a feeling Tokisaki might end up half-assing it somehow if she begged just like that. It needed a little more... spice.

"As much as I'd want you to beg for it, I feel like it would be a lot boring to go for such a cliche option, so why don't we raise the stakes here?" Midori suggested. "But first, I want you to strip yourself down to your bra and panties." A very odd and perverted request it seems, but it's all for a good cause. At least, that's how Midori sees it.

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"... Eh?"

Understandably, Yuri faltered a bit once she received that last statement in reply. She expected some kind of manual labor thing, or maybe... well, she wasn't sure what else she could have offered, but this definitely wasn't on the list of things she'd considered. She did hear that right, didn't she? Midori sure was bold to request such a thing, but surely the woman was joking. Hopefully. Regardless, just the mention of it did induce a bit of flustered fidgeting when Yuri finally replied.

"D-Don't be stupid..." was her reply. Yuri avoided an awkward step backwards, presenting a mild, irritated twitch in one eye, but she still kept control. Control of herself, that is--from the start it'd been Midori who had control of the situation itself, which, if this continued down such a ridiculous path, wasn't likely to change. No, just relax... she told herself. She wouldn't incriminate herself like that...

Clearing her throat and regaining her composure--... Well, working on regaining it, Yuri continued with a cross of her arms, "I get it, you wanna be the one in charge here, but can you at least be serious about it? Not like I can just walk away from this or anything, so spit it out already."

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"Who said I was playing any jokes?" Midori said, taking in some amusement of Tokisaki's body language. She figured she'd hit bullseye with that request alone to make the student blush. So cute. "Should I wipe the smirk off of my own face and change my tone to some sort of serious and grim expression to get my request through?" She asked. Maybe that could make a change or something, but she wouldn't do that just yet.

With sigh being huffed, her smirk turned into a small hostile frown. "And no, Tokisaki. You don't get it. When it comes to... interesting situations like this, She quickly paused for a moment as she waved the camera, then went onto speaking again. "As a teacher it's my job to put an end to such a shameful habit. Even if it sounds like it, I never joke around when it comes to matters like this. There's a reason to why I'm asking you to do this." Midori gave a short lecture, brushing some strands of hair away from her face with her free hand.

"So with that out of the way, how about you strip down to your bras and panties?"

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... Now things were getting a different kind of risky.

Lightly biting the inside of her cheek, Yuri took a pause to stare at Midori with an awkward, somewhat worried expression. She was trying to gauge whether or not the woman was actually, legitimately serious, and not just saying so to make Yuri lose her composure. If that was the intention, it sure was working, as vaguely shown by a hint of pink coloration to the student's cheeks. If not... well, there was a whole different set of problems that she now faced.

"Wh-... Y-You can't seriousl-..." Yuri started, right eyelid twitching in discomfort as she finally, very slowly inched a half-step back. Control of the situation had slipped. Maybe she really should have just tried to snatch the camera and run for the purpose of avoiding all of this trouble. The pause in her speech, however, was a sore recognition that Midori was in fact serious. This only left one last response before the one that followed it would decide how this ended up.

Hesitantly and with a subtle growl in her tone, Yuri asked, "... And if I refuse?" A very relevant question, though perhaps pointless to actually ask. What she was most worried about was why she was given such an order in the first place. Was Midori's intent just to embarrass Yuri, and teach her how it felt to be seen in only underwear? If that was the case, maybe they could resolve this quickly. What worried her was that she wasn't told that would be the only condition.

Yuri's eyes shifted about the room briefly as she weighed her options. The curtains were closed, the door was locked, no one else would see... Surely a minute of embarrassment was a small price to pay to keep herself out of jail and in school, right?

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"I think we both already know what would happen, Tokisaki; isn't it obvious?" Midori questioned. It was really simple: all she had to do was just give this camera to the principal, state who's camera that is, and bam, the student will get expelled. Not a really hard process, unless the principal was found to be very busy, then that's another story Midori would have to deal with.

Midori grew more and more amused by the minute as the pinkness was just somewhat settling itself on the student's face. This was a little more entertaining than expected. "But if I may ask, is the classroom not good enough for you strip?" Midori asked, tilting her head in curiosity. She doesn't think anyone would try and sneak a peek into this room, or so she believes. Oh well.

"Besides, it's just bra and panties. I'm not asking you to go completely nude." Midori said with a shrug, saying it like it was no big deal, at least she doesn't find it much of a big deal.

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No way out of it. Yuri, quite livid at being forced to comply with such a demand, was also forced to hold her temper. She couldn't afford to lash out right now; if it got her the camera back and it kept Midori quiet on this whole thing, she'd just have to endure it for a bit. There was no saying she couldn't get back at the woman later on in some other way. How would she do that, though? Research would reveal the answer to that, in time. For now she'd be focused on minimizing irritation.

Gritting her teeth, Yuri averted her eyes and paused for just a moment longer. Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, she kept her eyes on the wall and lifted a pair of unsteady hands up to her shoulders. "... Pervert..." she muttered ironically, carefully sliding her jacket down, withdrawing her arms from its sleeves, and setting it atop a nearby desk. Thank goodness classes were already over, and everyone would be occupied with club activities.

There was one more issue, actually, but that wouldn't come until a bit later--Yuri wasn't sure if Midori would keep her word. If that were the case, doing this was pointless, but what choice did she have? The chance to lay all this to rest was well worth a bit few minutes of blushing, so Yuri proceeded right ahead with untying her ribbon and stepping out of her shoes. Following that was another pause, her gaze locked on the floor... but eventually, after a bit of self-preparation, she began to unbutton her shirt.

Unless told otherwise to stop, Yuri wouldn't take too long to strip down to her underwear as she was ordered to.

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Beautiful. It looks like Tokisaki was finally going to comply. Midori's smile was slowly turning into a large grin as the student took off her jacket. Taking off her shoes and ribbon, Midori looked back at the camera as she decided to look through some of the photos again. Now the woman really wasn't happy with Tokisaki's... little hobby she supposed, but these were really good shots, she'll admit. Now that she thought about it, she wondered if she can take some good shots of Tokisaki...

Looking back at Tokisaki, it looked like she was finally unbuttoning her shirt. "Hurry up~" She called softly, swinging her left leg back and forth out of amusement. Was it bad for Midori to sit and wonder on what color Tokisaki's bra and panties are? Well she was about to find out for herself, but the suspense can kill a woman sometimes. Maybe it's white with some stripe patter or something.

Looking back at the camera real quick, she got out of the gallery as she was then preparing to take a picture of Tokisaki when she was done. "And be sure to pose for me when you're done, too~"

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This was easily the most stressful clothing removal Yuri had ever done. If this were a locker room or something where girls changed in front of each other all the time, sure, it'd have been way less awkward, but context was everything here. For starters, she wasn't told to change, she was told to strip. Not only that, but it was t teacher who gave her that order, and it was done so in a classroom of all places.

The process of undressing took a while, for obvious reasons. Her shirt unbuttoned to reveal not only a light-pink bra, but just the sort of slim, athletic build one might have expected someone as active as her to possess; 'twas impossible to verify until now, since she always wore her clothing a bit loose. Regardless, with the shirt sliding off and tossed onto the desk as well, the girl continued to undress as she was told, all the while failing to eliminate the intense blush on her cheeks. How demeaning...

Yuri paused, though, just as her skirt finally came off--naturally her panties matched her bra--and vocalized a subtle, "Eh?" once she noticed Midori fiddling with the camera. Maybe it was the newfound lack of clothing or perhaps just a reaction to the implications of that, but Yuri felt a shiver run down her spine and a small bead of sweat on her neck. It sounded a lot like this teacher intended to take pictures, which would easily have put Yuri in an even more compromising position. Being in possession of the ones already on the camera was bad enough, but snapping some of Yuri herself?

"W-Wait, that wasn't part of the deal..!" stated Yuri, shoulders lifted up and arms folded sheepishly over her chest. Her earlier bravado had all but faded by now, and her flustered posture and voice seemed much more fitting of her age. "I did what you asked, so let's just call it even..!