“Come in,” Vanessa called through the door, grinning to herself slyly as the Asian girl entered. “Your new assignment is on my desk, Miss Watanabe.”<br/><br/>All she had to do was have Keiko come up to her desk and take her assignment. Vanessa stood, apparently fiddling with something on her bookshelf. Unseen by her student was a coil of white rope on one of the shelves. As athletic as she was, she would have no trouble subduing a high school girl.<br/><br/>Her office was mostly soundproof, with layers of cork beneath the wall. When the door was closed, as Keiko had done when she entered, she could train a screaming boy with class in the next room, and none would be the wiser. To be safe, once her next student arrived, she would gag Keiko and maybe give her a light sniff of anesthetic.