Kenta stared at the door to the locker room and showers with disbelief. He had no idea why he didn't put it together before, but it made sense. This was a girl’s academy. Of course there wouldn't be a men's shower. He spped his cheeks with his palms. It was just a shower. He'd used school showers before, there was nothing weird about that. Just get in there, wash up, and go meet with Celestia. No problem. No problem at all. Steeling himself, he walked through the door with his eyes closed. He didn’t dare open them until he was actually on the other side. Keeping his cool was going to be paramount. He just hoped the showers weren't too open. Opening his eyes, he saw the shower room was a rge, spartan area much like shower rooms everywhere. Bck-tiled floor, white-tiled walls. But this one was filled with naked girls. So... rather different to his typical showering experience. Celestia had already expined the situation to the girls, so there was no fuss, but... conversations still came to a halt as he crossed the room. Plenty of dies stopped and stared in mute appreciation. There were no dividers. Of course there weren't, the showers were open and expecting anything different was just crazy. Kenta felt his heart rise in his throat and his cock rise in his pants upon seeing all of the girls naked... Seeing them in their uniforms had already been a sensory overload, but now he was getting to see them all lined up too, just a row of big, wobbly butts in front of him (and plenty of backboob because of course). And they were all within arm's reach of each other, too! Up until a moment ago a few of them had been casually feeling each other up, although now he was here they all seemed much more well-behaved and focused on cleaning. Still, teambuilding, right? Gotta do everything as a unit. No way they’d respect him if he weren’t open and welcoming, and part of that was at least being somewhat involved in everything going on. 'Nothing wrong with that' Kenta thought to himself as he took off his clothes. The scars breaking up his slightly tanned skin came into view as his shirt went down, his reward for years of fighting. Somehow that all seemed way easier than what he was about to do next. This was the hardest part, getting naked while horny thots eye-raped him the whole time. Taking in a deep breath, Kenta pushed his shorts down and his rock-hard cock, which he'd pretty much forgotten about up until this point, flicked upward once the tip crested the estic band, sending a small string of precum sptting to the ground. He tensed up for a second. Then, he sighed, figuring the school janitor had probably seen worse already. Especially if the rumors were true. They'd left a spot for him, right in the middle. On one side stood an absolutely stacked dusky, dark-skinned girl who he picked up as Terezi; her breasts literally hung to her stomach, and outsized her shoulders by almost an extra 50%. Nipples so dark they were nearly bck thrust proudly out. Despite this excess femininity, she looked almost like a tomboy with that short haircut, and carried herself in a surprisingly masculine way, too. Terezi just grinned when she noticed him, although with the gssy way her eyes looked it was hard to tell if she 'saw' him... or something else. And on the other side, a tall, almost Swedish-looking blonde girl who looked like she took immacute care of herself. Taut, tall, blonde, muscur, and without a hair anywhere on her body below her neck. She was currently lifting one of her enormous udders to soap her chest, the act looking unbelievably demanding all-in-all. She showed no fear, no hesitation, as if showering in front of her naked teacher was perfectly normal for her. Pcing his clothes neatly on a bench, Kenta walked towards the only open shower between Terezi and Samus, his bobbing dick leading the way like some kind of dowsing rod. He tried to give a friendly smile to anyone who happened to look his way but just ended up awkwardly squeezing in between the two girls. Brushing up against both of them as he turned the knobs, he tried to ther up and shower. But that was far from the st brushing up. Both girls had plenty of hips and tits to spare, so more contact was inevitable. Were these really high school girls, and not adult porn stars? Samus was practically his height! Throb. His cock wasn't going down at all. On either side of him, four massive teenage breasts were being constantly spackled with water, rivulets running down their fwless acreages, pleasing strata forming on their surface, intermingling with the occasional barely-visible blue vein. Those babies needed to pump a lot of blood, after all. Samus took a deep breath, making her whole chest suddenly heave. The tide of water rushing along her tits was unceremoniously flicked into the wall with an audible sp, and then a smack as her breasts flopped back down onto her chest. So stupidly huge, both of them. His staring was interrupted, suddenly, however. "Oh my god," said Terezi. "Samus, look." "Ah?" "Boooooner," ughed the other girl, clearly not one for subtlety. "You can't even call that a half-mast. This dude's totally fucking erect." Shouldn't he be telling these girls to watch their nguage? It seemed important, but also difficult to broach. Samus peeked, and nodded. "Give him a break. Not like he can do anything about it." Terezi sniggered, meaning it was her rack's turn to heave. "Least we know how he's gonna discipline rulebreakers! Haw haw haw! Shit, I wouldn't be able to walk for a week if I let that damn thing inside... The fuck you been feeding it??" "Terezi... Just let him wash himself in peace," scolded Samus. Instead, Terezi started poking Kenta in the ribs. The nerve of this girl! Terezi was obviously one of those kinds of delinquents that Kenta would have ended up decking if he was her age. And if she was a guy. Regardless, she definitely needed a scolding. So, with a swift, sudden movement he snatched her wrist and held it up above her, causing the ashen-skinned troublemaker's tits to wobble in a fluid, exaggerated bounce. "Hey! No swearing in schoo - " But Kenta didn't get to finish his berating, or even start it really. When he turned to look at Terezi, the troll brat was grinning ear to ear. And her hand was around his cock. "What the fu - ohhh, shittttt!" Kenta began to say. Of course, it wasn't like her hand down there was unwanted or anything. In fact, the gothy bitch's bck-painted fingernails felt absolutely wonderful scraping along the surface of that huge, dominant dick of his. But the surprise was enough to make him twist his body slightly, tugging Terezi along with him in the process. Which didn't gel well with the slippery floor. All their wiggling about just saw Terezi's topheavy mass tumbling downward, bringing him with her. And in the same breath that Terezi's back hit the ground, Kenta's cock seemed to leap to take advantage. As he fell onto her, he plunged deep into her tight cunt until he was hilted, his balls giving a wet, meaty smack against her plump ass. There was very little resistance. From her body. Or from her. Rather... Terezi was already so wet her pussy felt as if she'd used a whole gallon of lubricant already, allowing Kenta to smoothly penetrate his student balls-deep without even trying. From the very second that random chance angled the tip to her small, tight hole, it was over, and gravity did the rest. Completing the fall, Kenta's hardened hands found purchase in Terezi's mountain of soft, slick tits, squishing them and deforming them briefly until realization set in. "Nnnngah...!" Terezi moaned like a whore, hips trembling, hands flying up by her sides. She might not even have registered falling down, her eyes were rolling, her nostrils fring, her tongue snaking out of her mouth and stretching upwards. She trembled suddenly, as if one thrust had been all it had taken to get a climax out of her. Her toes curled. And goodness was she snug. The cool air of the shower room was a nuisance, one that normally sent you rushing under the nearest warm spray. But while the chill now prickled his body all over, it made him even more aware of the heat wrapping around his cock, and the sudden squishy pressure gripping him, holding him. He was only barely able to pull himself out of there, and it came with a nice, wet, 'schluck' sound as she didn't want to let him go. Kenta immediately yanked his protesting cock out of her pussy, trying his damn best to resist the urges to stay there and pumpfuck the brat in the same way she was teasing him about. "Terezi!" barked Samus, scolding the other girl instead of acting like this was Kenta's fault. Meanwhile, his throbbing cock continued to leak precum all over Terezi. "S-sorry I..." Kenta coughed. "T-That's why you shouldn't roughhouse in the showers!" "Geez... He's right, you know. Let me help you up, sir..." Samus took his hand and got him to his feet, nearly penetrating herself in the process. It wasn't lost on either of them that his erection was pointed directly at his blonde student's pussy, inches from sliding in. "There..." she said, sounding slightly nervous. "Sorry about her, sir, she likes her practical jokes..." And Samus liked rubbing her tits on his chest, seemed like. "It - uh... It's okay. It ended up being an accident." Kenta's fingers twitched along with his dick, and with its perilous location to the blonde in front of him, he ended up dripping onto her inner thigh as well. Not that he could tell from underneath the mountain of tits pressed against his chest. It was easy to feel her nipples poking into him, but... "We should... all finish up here and call it a day." "Is that an order, sir?" Samus asked. The cold girl let a little warmth creep into her voice as he felt a wet, dripping finger trail down the side of his member, in JUST such a way it was impossible to tell if it were intentional or not. "How would we finish you up...?" Samus moved her hand to her inner thigh where that sticky mess had been deposited, and... well. He couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but it was easy to imagine her scooping it up onto her fingers - fingers she did idly sniff and taste immediately after - but he couldn't be 100% sure. Unfortunately. Meanwhile, Terezi continued to y on her side on the shower room floor, twitching and groaning away. Samus rolled her hips in a little bit of a stretch, just enough to lightly rub her mound on the throbbing, aching, blunt head of his pole. The contact left his cock itching, even as she turned away to help Terezi up. "Looks like we're due for next css, anyway. See you ter, sir~" She helped Terezi up and went to get dressed, leaving Kenta to quickly finish up and hurry out after them. As Samus walked away, he noticed for the first time a little tattoo on her lower back, shaped like a love heart. He didn't have time to ask about it, though. He did notice someone had left a phone number scrawled by his clothes, though, as well as a little grinning troll face and the words 'Text me~' Seemed like he'd made a good impression on Terezi! --- It was hard to get the events out of his mind, even when Kenta met with Celestia. The voluptuous body, perfect hair and divine lips of the headmistress now seemed like a quiet breather compared to how it felt in the morning. After all, she was merely one drop-dead siren instead of 23. Bringing up that he just got done almost kissing the womb of one of his students was probably not the best idea, he thought. Even if it was an accident. Plus it's not like he could work it into the conversation, given the fact that he was doing paperwork. 'Oh here I finished up these forms and also bottomed out in Terezi's cunt.' Nah, best to leave it be for now. Putting that aside, the meeting with Celestia was just getting his papers straightened out. It definitely wasn't as pressing as she'd made it out to be, and even sidetracked herself asking for his input on what she should wear out tonight, wasting even more time. It made him mentally roll his eyes... but this was probably going to be a thing with her. Each outfit she showed was sluttier than the st, and it was such a weird dichotomy to hear her authoritative and almost regal voice spped onto someone who seemed to take such pride in teasing. Then he was free to go home and get some sleep. --- The walk to the train and the subsequent ride back to his apartment left Kenta some real time to reflect. After a day like that, thinking about mundane stuff like travel times and budgeting again felt strange... but he could do with the time to unwind. But still, keeping important thoughts like that in mind was hard to do. His mind kept wandering back to all the lewd thots he'd dealt with all day. Whenever Kenta lowered his guard for even a second, memories of the day seeped into the cracks, scenes of jiggling butts and breasts repying over and over in his mind like he was trying to wear them down. But he wasn’t free yet. Not when his phone suddenly sprang to life with the chime of a message. --- Text Message History, Kenta’s Phone: Sunset Shimmer So how'd the meeting with the big boss woman go? She give you a hard time? You uh... you could say that, yeah. Aww, poor baby~ Need a p to rest your head on? Oh ha ha, real funny there. By the way, I checked your Instagram. You sure a girl your age should be posting that kinda stuff? I guess you really weren't kidding about being a teacher... If most guys knew, they'd just try to get even more pics out of me. Guess that means I can't bribe you with something raunchy to keep your mouth shut, huh? :x Wow, such a tease. But it's not like I was gonna say anything anyway. Who the hell am I to compin? Thanks, bro. You're alright. It's just a side thing, anyway. You know, until my gaming channel takes off. Well... That makes it sound like I'd stop if it did, which is kinda sorta not true at all... Hmmm... So you like that kinda thing? Oooh, yeah, let me get right on answering that question... ... Just as soon as I'm dead~ Hmm, I really do need a bribe to get you to keep your mouth shut, Mister... Here, why don't I let this do the talking for me, mm? It's not up on my insta... yet. I love seeing guys go crazy when they see my age next to a pic like that, it's pretty funny! So I'm wondering how you're managing to keep your cool... Maybe you're different. Let's just say that I'm slowly getting more and more used to the sight. It is pretty hard though. Mmhm... If you're teaching at Bakunyuu, there's no way you're not getting your dick wet. It's statistically impossible for a guy to strike out that many times. Well, I'm a teacher, and they're students. I gotta do my job... right? This pce is like some kinda crazy dream. Uhuh. Maybe there's something in the water. Or maybe the aliens did it. Let me know if you find out, right? Haha. If I ever find out sure, why not? But... All I know is, they're big, and they feel good to py with, and I feel horny a lot. And I like them being big. I wouldn't give them up if I had a choice. I doubt any of the other girls would either. If you need an excuse, just think of it as relieving their tension. You're doing them a favour. I sure feel incredibly pent-up most days since I got these. ...Gonna have to agree If I'm being honest. Staring at those students all day, and then looking at this... ... Why am I talking about all this with a kid, anyway? Kid? I'm 18, jackass! And probably because you want to put your dick in a few dozen teens, then have me for dessert. Jeez what a charmer, bet you say that to all the guys huh? Who says I'd save you for st? You'd need to. I've got a way bigger appetite than all those other girls. You should see my toy collection lol! Big appetite, huh? And... I'm pretty sure if I dug through your blog hard enough I would Hmph... Like I'd set it to private just because of a me threat like that. Look all you want! I'll just keep posting even ruder and naughtier stuff until your eyes pop out of your head. Then I can say I was 'too much to handle' for a guy old enough to be my daddy. Oh, that totally gives me an idea for another selfie... Hey, I'm not that old... giving yourself a lot of credit there though. You're just rapid fire with these things now aren't you? Oh yeah? Better tell me exactly how old before the nickname sticks for good. Daddy~ ? ... ...I'm 25 Well, if there is something in the water, let's hope it gets into you, too. Reverse that old man ageing. And a few other things... Does it actually work like that? Seeing how the size works on them... I mean, I'm not gonna brag or anything... Who knows...? I'm a good girl, I'm not gonna think about it. The BEST girl, probably, in fact. No lewd thoughts here. That's the funniest thing you've said this whole conversation As far as BEST girl? Who knows... Definitely not thinking about some older guy scraping my insides out with his huge, hard thing... My little pussy's way too small for that, you know~? ... Wow, you are just amazingly dirty, huh? I'm very easily influenced by outside forces and pervy, horny teachers. Please pray for my soul. And I'm definitely not thinking about that same thing. At this point, I'm the one who's going to need those prayers... Oh! We can pray for each other! Haha, I feel bad for those girls in your css, though... You're here getting blueballed by me and they're gonna have to deal with it all day. Try not to be too rough with them all! You really are evil. They're all good students, of course... Good students? Let's have a bet, then. If you can go a WEEK without smming one of them silly, I'll... umm... I'll be a good girl and shut down my Instagram. I'm THAT confident. And you're THAT easy to get into bed. And before you say it, oral counts too. ... ...Fine, you're on. I'm gonna make you tell me every naughty detail when you do. Mmm, and that's probably my cue to get some work done. I'll see you round, stud. Sure, sure. Have fun with your "work" ---This, naturally led to fantasies. At first it started out just as dreams of pinning Sunset against a wall somewhere to feel her up. But then, tugging on Celestia's nipples as he thrusted deep into the expanse between her tanned breasts. Having Samus service his cock with her hands and thighs. Drilling Terezi's cunt like he was going to find oil. Helping Ashley "stretch". Wow, he thought. I’m going to Hell. The second the door to his apartment shut behind him and the bolt clicked into pce, he wordlessly and almost robotically headed to his shower to take care of the screaming urge in his pants. It wasn't long at all before the shower floor was filled with sptters of cum quickly washing down the drain. --- Elsewhere in Tokyo, a dark pn was taking pce. A secret council meeting, where shadowy figures debated sin in the dark. One raised a fistful of something, drawing the attention of the others. Dark ughter echoed as the object was slowly, reverently, raised to the light. A mystical material not found anywhere on earth. It sparkled faintly. Then, as quickly as it had been raised, it was almost carelessly tossed to the ground. ... And then it began to move... --- The next morning, Kenta awoke to find yet more messages in his phone from various girls. Celestia provided a few photos of her knocking back margaritas in a 'dress' more like a pelvic curtain and a sash across her breasts. Sunset was asking for tips on which of two hardcore pics to put on her blog. And Terezi was asking if she could modify her school uniform to show a bit more skin. He had morning wood in no time. Of course, that was something he'd have to get used to more often, if the messages lighting up his phone were any inclination. He rolled out of bed, writing replies as he went about his morning routine. A compliment for Celestia (where in the world did she even get that outfit?), a little bit of sarcastic prodding for Sunset (the second photo was the winner), and informing Terezi that it was probably a good idea to ask the Headmistress for something like that (though he wondered just how in the world she could ever modify the uniform when it already looked like it belonged on a streetwalker who cared even less about morals). He also began typing an apology to Terezi, but ended up deleting it. It would probably cause more problems than it solved. After breakfast and a quick workout, he made the trek back to the Academy to start another day of trying to keep his libido in check like a diabetic in a candy factory with infinite free samples. The day started off much the same as st time, ogling girls on the train, ogling girls at school, taking roll call, arranging a swim css, ogling the girls as they came out in slinky, sensational swimsuits that were around 50% bikinis, 25% slingkinis and 25% pasties and stickers. How was he supposed to get through this? But having the girls doing ps in the pool was nice to watch. Especially when they came out of the water... Wet, heaving flesh, breasts propped up by the edge of the pool, even just watching them move in those outfits was great. Soon, he discovered Bache couldn't swim... or if she did, she pretended not to know in order to get Kenta to hold her up while she kicked her legs. But that was fine. Teaching is teaching. But if only he knew he'd only be getting halfway into the lesson, before something happened that changed everything... It was, in some ways, a shame. The way things were now, it really was a paradise that could have sted forever. Maybe if this had been all Kenta had ever done during his time in Tokyo, he could have been one very carefree man. But ill fortune always has a habit of rearing its head just when a routine has finally been settled into: The thing that startled him out of his peaceful moment first, and nearly made him drop Bache into the water, was a distant kxon sounding, sirens peeling through the air. The girls all immediately straightened up like frightened rabbits, looking about themselves. "Is it another attack? So soon?!" cried Mizuki, clutching her bikini top to her chest, a necessary gesture with the incredible amounts of cleavage it currently restrained. Everyone looked to Kenta for instruction, suddenly depending on him to make a judgment call. And Kenta just sat there wide-eyed, for a moment unable to process what was going on. An attack by the aliens? Here at the school? They were barely away from the heart of Tokyo here, how could an attack be happening without any warning? But he snapped out of it. Impossible or not, something dangerous might be happening out there. That meant a demand for action was on him. Kenta immediately sprang into action. He hoisted Bache up out of the pool and climbed up himself, fists clenched and gre firmly in pce. He wasn't about to let any of the girls get hurt. "Alright, everyone grab your clothes! Quickly, but calmly! Don't trip over each other!" Kenta ordered. Now wasn't the time for hesitation, especially with other people's lives in his hands. Thankfully, when he spoke, the girls snapped to attention. Was it the situation, or was it because it was coming from him? Something in his voice must have resonated with them, because they seemed unusually calm as they moved to comply. He grabbed his clothes as well. "Once you have your stuff, come over to me, and we'll head to the courtyard!" After as much fumbling and confusion as could be expected, Kenta took a final headcount to make sure everyone was with them, then led his css to the Academy's courtyard, hoping Celestia could take things from there. Unfortunately... It was at that moment that true disaster stuck. --- In the countryside surrounding Bakunyuu Academy, something dark and evil began to stir. If someone were to have a bird's eye view of the academy from high overheard, they'd see the forest on its outskirts had suddenly become a hotbed of activity, a great cloud of dust being kicked up as something ginormous began to move in its depths. A circle of trees was suddenly fttened, knocking aside in every direction. A second cloud of dust went up as the broken woods travelled outwards, whipped around as if by a hurricane. A rge, bck shadow rose into the air, towering over the treeline of those sturdy pines. Then it seemed to flicker momentarily, but it hadn't vanished: it had moved! Darting his eyes upwards, Kenta saw the object blocking out the sun, hurtling towards the school at a terrifying ramming speed. He barely had time to yell for the girls to take cover before it came crashing down in the middle of the courtyard, breaking apart the ground in an earthquake for hundreds of feet around. Four impact points from four legs cratered the cobblestone pathing as the thing came down heavily. And the destruction wasn’t over there: the creature nded so heavily it took a moment adjusting its footing, increasing the destruction as it added yet more craters to the courtyard. Kenta couldn't believe his eyes. Was this one of the monsters he'd heard about? A towering insectoid form, with a triangur head, a long twiggy body, a praying mantis blown up to 1,000 times size. And the sound its body made was like the cracking of old wood, powdered sawdust sloughing from its joints as it turned this way and that. Yes, he was certain of it. Its body was composed of the same wood making up that distant forest, smashed together into this enormous form before him. It tilted its head, looking down at the gathered humans, and raised two huge scythe-like arms, eyes glowing. But as Kenta stared up in awe at the strange monster that had appeared before him, something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. Peeling his eyes from the mantis felt nearly impossible to begin with, but his resolve hardened as he remembered he wasn’t just looking after himself here. His charges were counting on him. So he tore his attention away from the strange creature and looked to the side, just in time to see one of the girls from his css, Rose Lalonde, hurled into the air as the ground beneath her broke apart. With great fissures ripped open in the earth, she’d nearly toppled into one altogether, only able to save herself by clinging to the edge of the open earth with both hands. And judging by the fear on her face, she was seconds away from losing her grip. "ROSE!" As soon as Kenta saw her he was off, bursting into a full-on sprint toward the hanging girl. He dove forwards to catch her by the wrist right as her grip began to loosen. With a grunt, he lifted Rose up out of the chasm, pulling her onto his p as he turned back to gre up at the giant mantis making yet further mess of the courtyard. Was anyone else in danger? He began to look, when Rose suddenly looked up at him desperately. She clung to him and wouldn’t let him go. "Mister Tadashii... My leg..." Kenta could tell at a gnce she'd twisted her ankle, and would only be able to limp for the time being. And worse yet, the mantis was doing something new. As the students continued to flee, it raised its front-facing arms towards the crowd, whereupon they began to glow brighter and brighter. As the energy reached its peak, the mantis moved its cws back, bracing its body as if preparing to hurl something... and all Kenta could do in this instance was perhaps shield Rose's body with his own. It felt like the end. But! Just as the mantis had leapt into the school grounds so suddenly, now came a second figure, hurtling after it as if born to face this foe. A great billowing brown cloak obscured its frame as it lurched over the grounds, diving towards the edge of the pool, then leaping forwards. Something in the back ignited and the giant figure was propelled forwards, stretching an arm out... a robotic arm! A huge metal fist! The mantis unleashed its attack slightly too te, two fres of fming light hurled towards the students at the same time metal plowed into the side of its face, dragging its body along for a moment before inertia caught up and sent it hurtling. The creature spun over and nded on its back with a crack like lightning, legs kicking in the air frantically. The cloaked figure stood up straight, 60 or 70 feet tall at least, hands resting rather smugly on its hips... allowing Kenta his first good look at it. It was a giant robot ripped straight out of anime, a monstrous machine composed of a thousand intricate, interlocking machines all working together to propel a humanoid figure into action. Tall, slender, dynamically-designed, it was every bit the figure of a womanly hero, with a rge, finned helmet, broad bded shoulders, gauntleted arms and a narrow waist that broke out into rge, strong-looking legs and big blocky feet. A rge pistol sat on its hip, going unused for the moment as the close quarters forced hand to hand combat. What was it? Kenta had heard stories about government robots that protected Tokyo from the aliens, but this was his first time actually seeing one up-close! In a semi-conscious haze, Rose slowly looked up past Kenta to the sky. She took in the tremendous sight through bleary eyes. “Are... we saved?” “I’m not sure yet. Let’s see if we can get you out of here.” And then, as soon as it had come, it was already back on the move, hunkering down, stretching an arm out to begin helping the girls to safety. Kenta’s heart soared as he watched it work, relieved beyond belief that someone had their back, but the etion was fleeting: the downed mantis’s arms were glowing again, even brighter this time. It hurled an energy bst that struck the robot hard in the back, driving it down into the ground. The already heavily-broken ground shattered even further, ripping the earth asunder. Student housing took the brunt of the robot's impact, turning the entire block to dust. And... as the ground shifted... something became visible beneath it. A form, just as rge and potent-looking as the first figure! Buried beneath the school. An ancient, dessicated robot. It looked like the fighting had uncovered some sort of grave for an old mechanized warrior. But no... Now Kenta stopped and really looked at it, he saw there were a few clear differences between the robot currently duking it out with the mantis and this one: going beyond just the obvious state of disrepair that came with being buried underground, it was obviously older in other ways as well. The blue robot with the golden crest was shorter and bulkier. It had a much heavier feel! The futuristic interlocking ptes of the one above were repced here with rge, bulky joints that looked capable of dispensing so much more force, but so much less elegantly. Then there was the ornamentation: instead of sleek fins it had an enormous pair of shoulder pads, a broad chest and even thicker, stouter legs... and a great scarf as long as its body, stretching all the way to the ground. It was like the male to the other robot's female! There was no chance at all it would still be operating, surely... but in her current state, Rose would have a hard time getting anywhere far from here. And Kenta... Kenta just stared in astonishment, both at the battle before him and the robot the fighting had uncovered. But while it was hard not to be awestruck, Kenta knew none of that mattered right now. He needed to get Rose out of here. But as Kenta stared at it, a sudden idea occurred to him. “Hey, Rose... I think that dead robot might be just what we need.” “Ah...?” He looked down at Rose’s leg, then back up to her. He nodded. “It doesn’t look like it’s working, but, look, you’ll be safe in the cockpit. Come on.” She shook her head, trying to rise, wincing as it just caused more pain to shoot through her aching body. “What? No. What about you?” “I’ll be fine! Now come on, there’s no time to argue.” Picking Rose up in his arms carefully, Kenta took to holding her princess-style, hoping she wouldn't compin too much. If he could get to that cockpit, then he'd at least be able to get her to safety. He'd be able to help and save someone! And then maybe he'd be able to get the others, too. “Hahhhh...” She tried to ugh. “Aren’t I heavy?” He blinked at her in disbelief. Worrying about that at a time like this? Teenage girls were something else alright. “You can pn a diet ter once we’re out of here.” And then his feet practically moved before he could register what he was doing. Holding his student's body close to his, he took off in a sprint, beelining towards potential safety. But time and time again things went wrong for Kenta. As he carefully picked his way through the ripped-apart ground, the two huge figures cshed again and again around him, first the robot clutching the mantis's scythes, trying to knock it over... then turning its shoulder into it and barreling into it. They were both earnestly fighting to the best of their ability, and it took its toll on the nd around them. The robot eventually stumbled back, and a third and final energy bst to the chest ripped its torso to shreds, and it toppled like a fallen tree. The colossal impact didn't just send Rose spilling from Kenta's arms to nd on the ground, it sent him stumbling forwards towards one of the great rifts in the earth, vanishing from sight. He barely had time to throw his arms before he was falling, realizing that this time there was definitely nothing he could do. But he must have been closer to the cockpit than he thought. Rather than striking the hard, unforgiving earth, it looked like he'd tumbled inside the fallen robot. Unbelievable! He'd been trying to get Rose in here, not himself. Going in, by himself...? That was something a coward would do. “Shit!” Kenta pounded a fist onto the console. “Fuck!” And with the other robot defeated, all he could do was watch from safety as the girls were hunted down. Well, at least it looked like the onboard computer still worked, so maybe he could radio for help... Wait a minute... That definitely hadn't been that way a second ago. Sure enough, looking down at the console it looked like one system after another was humming up from a long, still darkness, coming to life once again. The main screen flickered and suddenly went from showing empty bckness to clearly dispying the battleground ahead of him. How was this possible?! The lights on the console reflected off of Kenta's wide eyes as he tried to process everything that was happening in front of him. Was this thing actually working? If it actually worked, then maybe... Kenta shook the controls back and forth. "Come on... Come onnnn! Move!" No response. Could this really be it? Struggling in a dumb cockpit while more innocent lives were taken away? When had he ever let something like this happen in the past? All Kenta’s life, he’d fought for the sake of others, taken punches for them. He’d stubbornly corrected injustice whenever he saw it. Sometimes it would work, sometimes it wouldn't, but he was always able to do something. When he got right down to it, the reason Kenta even signed up to be a teacher was because he’d wanted to help the people affected most by the alien attacks: the nation’s youth. Knowing he couldn’t punch a tragedy in the face, he’d felt truly helpless. That was why he had to do something now. He had a way to stop being helpless right in front of him! Even if he didn't really know exactly what he was doing - even if he might do more harm than good - doing something was better than doing nothing. Especially now, when he actually had something to protect. When people were actually counting on him. "I'm going to get up there..." Kenta's hands gripped the controls tightly, glowing green lines tracing from the controls up his forearms. "I'm going to stop it..." A fsh of memory rose to Kenta’s mind. The moment his father had forever vanished from the world, unjustly taken from him. He hadn’t been able to stop that. "...I'm going to protect them!" Thoughts of his students filled Kenta's mind. A whirring sound kicking to life below the cockpit floor. Green eyes fshed to life within the darkness! --- The giant mantis turned towards the students, ready to bring its cws down as they slowly backed up, but it wouldn't get the chance. From the rubble near the school, there was a lightning strike, followed by an explosion. A dust cloud kicked up into a whirlwind as a blur shot out of the hole like a blue-colored comet with a red trail. Within the span of a second a giant metal boot connected with the mantis's chest in a shower of sparks, pushing it backwards and farther away from the innocent people. It went down into the dirt, then bounced backwards and rolled up the hill at the side of the school, thrown into the air when it reached the apex. A deserved blow, pushed through by a burning heart driven by courage, that had abandoned all reason. An impossible circumstance wherein a long-since fallen warrior rose from its grave, propelled forward by nothing more than one fiery-blooded man's determination. The robot leapt back, pcing itself between the aggressor and the school, nding with an earth-shaking crash. And as the dust cleared, that red scarf billowed about its shoulders, visible through the cloud. The blue robot’s human-like face now looked intense and stern, staring purposefully at the monster in front of it. The mountain of machine metal now moved under Kenta's hands. He has to accept this unbelievable circumstance, because when he moved, the robot moved too! The connection was overwhelming, and invited him to truly run wild. The mantis nded on its feet, all three that remained, and stumbled sideways as if drunk. Half its head was missing, silhouetted by the sun high in the sky behind it. It raised both cws and immediately unched another pair of ncing energy bsts directly at Kenta. No, Kenta's robot! Kenta gritted his teeth, putting the robot's arms up in a defensive pose like a boxer to hopefully block any incoming damage. "Gh!" The energy bst strikes the blue robot regardless, and Kenta reeled, nearly losing his footing. He went to prepare his counterattack. After all, he’d never piloted a giant robot before! He was moving ahead purely on instinct and determination. If this enemy realized he was a beginner with no technical knowhow backing up his careless, insane driving ahead, he was done for. He had to strike now. But that was when a strange sound that has no pce on a battlefield reaches his ears: girl's voices, raised in hope and cheer. Gncing to his side, he sees the girls from his css have gathered and are standing aggressively, fists raised in the air. They were... praying for his success! "Smash that ugly bug!" shouted Starlight Glimmer. "Yeah! You can do it!" cried Fluttershy beside her. Rose just watched, id out on the ground, not even able to stand with her twisted ankle, staring up at their unexpected guardian with joyful tears in her ears. Everyone here was counting on him to see this through. Hearing the voices behind him urging him on to fight caused the man's heart to beat faster. His grip tightened as his resolve locked down solid. Steel body. Iron soul. The glowing green lines crawled up to Kenta's shoulders. Kenta and the strange alien creature cshed in the middle of the school, bouncing off each other. Every few seconds it felt like he had to adjust to avoid destroying a civilian structure. But he was slowly getting the hang of the controls, even as he ducked and weaved through more of those shining energy bsts. An electric-coursed fist smmed into the mantis's chest, sending a shockwave that caused the nearby trees to tremble, lifting the beast off of its legs to send it careening onto its back on the hillside nearby. The lines reach Kenta's face, moving over his cheekbones. The battered creature struggled to return to its feet. To find some kind of stable ground on its now-wobbly legs. The thrusters on the back of the blue robot glowed orange, lightning arcing across its powerful legs. Ducking briefly, the robot shot skyward, above the hill. Like a comet streaking across the orange sky, its foot fell, crashing into the monster's chest. Lightning rushed into the hole made as the robot jumped backwards, off of the hill, turning its back on its foe. The resulting explosion wreathed the giant figure, the harsh, hot wind whipping over the Academy grounds and causing the blue robot’s scarf to billow in. The explosion tore through the air, leaving a smoking crater where once stood a monumental threat to Japan. The green lines receded as Kenta slumped back into the seat. After cooling down for a brief second, Kenta's eyes shot open in panic. He sat up in his cockpit, craning to see out of it and check to make sure his students were okay. --- And maybe if someone was paying very, very, very close attention, they'd have spotted something strange: a tiny, regur praying mantis slowly slipping out of the smoke, hovering confused in the air for a moment before slowly making its way back to the forest. But nobody was thinking about that, and nobody saw. And in the woods, a tall, buxom woman grunted in frustration, before turning and disappearing back into the shadows.