@ Meister and Zero - Next part for Maximillian. This one is shorter than the others since I'm feeling lazy but please read and review if you can.
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"What am I even doing here?" Maximillian deadpanned as he looked all around him.
The place he was talking about was the large bar he and the other teachers were currently in. The Bar had odd designs and looked like something out of a japanese anime, the hyper music in the background didn't help things.
"We're having a drink, is there anything wrong?" Rachel asked him.
"On no. The fact that I'm underage, this bar looks like something out of Akihabara and that I'M STILL WEARING THE KIMONO IS NO PROBLEM AT ALL!"
Maximillian was indeed still wearing the pink Kimono from earlier, the teachers dragged him with them once the show was over at the behest of Chifuyu who wanted to "forget about the mentally scarring event" along with Maya who was blushing completely red at the face (most likely due to seeing her charge look so pretty in that outfit).
"Glad to hear it, now shut up and let me drink."
'The constant stares aren't helping things.' He thought.
IS academy had been made with the intention having both female students and teachers only, the fact that so many males had been staying on campus (6 including him) was very odd to say the least.
"Jiiiiiiiiii~"
The male patrons at the bar were giving him stares along with the other teachers, the look they gave easily gave off their intentions.
'Damn perverts, act like they've never seen a woman before.'
Maximillian was counted as one of the females due to his current state of dress, it was embarrassing to say the least.
"uuuuuuu~ I can't believe Ri-kun would do that."
Yamada Maya was taking a drink down the row with whimpers coming out of her mouth, she was recovering from the shock of seeing her foster son look so feminine in drag.
'Hey, this is a chance to get some brownie points'
With that thought in mind, Maximillian stood up from his seat and made his way towards her.
"Hey babe, you busy tonight?"
A man who looked to be in his mid thirties blocked his way, by the smell of his breath and the flush of his cheeks it was obvious that he was drunk.
"Um, yes. I have something to do-" Maximiliian tried to answer back.
"Aw cmon, don't be like that, let's go have some fun, just you and me."
The man grabbed his arm and started to pull him towards the exit, the other teachers were way too drunk to notice.
"Uh...I need some help here!" He asked the other teachers with desperation in his voice.
"Meeeeh~"
Unfortunately, they were too busy with getting themselves more and more hammered to care.
"We're gonna have some fun tonight!" The drunken man slurred out towards him.
'Oh this isn't good, I need to find a way to-'
*SHWING*
Before he could do anything, the man felt a knife close to his neck and immediately froze in place.
"I suggest you let go of him." A voice whispered next to his ear.
The man ran away and Maximillian saw Rachel Browning smirk before placing the knife back into her pocket.
"Th-Thanks." He was surprised, he thought for sure that she'd be the first one to laugh at his predicament.
"Don't thank me yet, we still have a night of drinking to do and you are NOT skipping out." She smirked with obvious glee.
Meanwhile.
Two figures entered the bar with appearances that would attract the attentionof everyone in the room.
"Orimura, why are we even here?"
"We need to find Chifuyu-nee and Yamada-sensei before they get too drunk, last time it happened they nearly blew up the bar they were staying at."
"Okay, just answer one thing."
"What is it?"
"Why the hell didn't we change clothes!?"
The two were wearing odd clothes to be sure. The first one wore an IS academy uniform while the other some kind of short skirt maid outfit.
"They took our clothes remember? Besides what's the worse that could happen?"
As soon as he said this. The entire bar (The male half at least) turned their attention towards them with barely concealed lecherous smiles.
"They took our clothes remember? Besides, what's the worst that could happen?"
Almost on cue, every drunk male patron of the bar turned their attention towards them with barely concealed lecherous smiles. One sweaty, rotund man in particular giggled, repeatedly saying "Bueno" as the crowd eyed them hungrily.