Mitsudomoe

Hello! I'm the new teacher, Yabe Satoshi! Today we're playing "Fruit Basket Turnover" to celebrate my becoming the teacher for class 6-3. I've prepared myself for all the situations I expected to encounter in an elementary school, but this particular class is home to three problem children. The Marui sisters, Mitsuba-chan, Futaba-chan and Hitoha-chan. I wanted our Fruit Basket Turnover game to be fun, but it ended up being horrible beyond imagination. How the heck am I supposed to survive this...?

HWAACHOO! Oh, it sure is wa...wa...warm today. Huh? What's my "character", Micchan? Eew, my nose won't stop running... I'm gonna drown in my own snot... Oh no, I'm out of tissues! They've abandonned me! My fate is sealed... Haa...HWACHOO! Agh! Now I'm glued to Yabecchi with my super-sticky snot! I gotta do something!

Time to gradate to more adult books, I suppose...huh? The youngest one's book...HOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLY COW! I have to see more! Please, please! Let me see! N-No? I'm begging you! Even just a tiny little peek! Crap! She won't even let me near it...I'm just gonna have to take it by force! Oh, hey Satou...you heard that? Hmm? That's illegal? I shouldn't do it! It's not fair! Forget you, I'm not listening to some goody-goody who's not into girls at all! XXX

Sensei. You're underestimating Futaba's breast obsession. It's totally abnormal. You can't underestimate it... Normally she just goofs around all the time but breasts are the one thing that she gets deadly serious about. She's a breast artisan, tirelessly seeking to create the perfect representation of her ideal. Sometimes she gets so hard on herself she'll roam around aimlessly. Her refined breast creations are masterpieces, beautiful...And sexy! Look! Look at the dedication on her face!

I'll need to buy a bra soon, too. I-It's not 'cause they told me to! I was really thinking of buying one. But I tried to sneak off and buy it, and this retarded old hag clings along! Huh?! They don't sell boobs! Geez, I'm just buying it and going home. Umm, is there anything cute and cheap... Huh? My size? Uh, maybe this big? N-No? Size depends on the size of your chest? Screw it all!!

Tomorrow's field day! I'm at school practicing the night before! Huh? Daddy? Where'd you come from? The house? I'm not supposed to go out on my own at night? I'm sorry... But I just couldn't sit still knowing tomorrow's field dat! I thought I'd do a rehearsal! Will you help too daddy? Great! We'll start with the opening parade! Then the obstacle course! Then the tug-of-war, the piggyback battle, and the relay! Mmm...first place...zzzzz...