<div class="floatleft">(http://static.giantbomb.com/uploads/square_small/0/238/1047173-kaoru_tanamachi.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kirishima Akemi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237115.msg11715946#msg11715946)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Midday<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tamashi-Senpai, Mitsumi Tamaya, All at the Table.<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Offering assistance, kinda. Or just having a little fun. Embracing Mitsumi.<br/><br/><strong>Favor:</strong>6<br/><strong>Stress:</strong>0<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Hm? Letting your grades slip a bit, Tamashi-senpai?" A very familiar confident voice called out from behind, it's owner sneaking into the scene as she so often did, obviously having overheard the teacher's helpful aside. Akemi's luscious curls greeted those who peeked her way, framing around her lovely countenance and ever-present smirk. As always, a beige school sweater wore over her uniform instead of the blazer that most student wore, but she was still within regulations, as the collar of her white dress-shirt revealed itself over the cut. More questionable was how the edge of her skirt wavered a few inches higher on her slender thighs than most of the most the other schoolgirls, but the school had yet to come down on her for that, possibly for the over-knee socks she had on, keeping most of her legs covered, technically. "<em>Tsk tsk!</em>You're supposed to be a role-model for your younger students, you know." She said, wagging her finger tauntingly while a playfulness resounded in her tone, despite the scolding content of her words.<br/><br/>After the brief tease, the confident brunette casually walked around to the other side of the table, seemingly intent on finding her own seat. However making an abrupt stop behind the blue-haired beauty, plopping her book-bag just beside the girl, before coming to embrace her from behind. Her arms slipped just under her shoulders and hugging them closely together, coming to cross just above, but not touching the poor third-year's busty chest, dangerously close to feeling the girl up. Her posture bending over just to make an enticing sight from behind, or from the side, the fabric of her mini-skirt draping over the curve of her shapely posterior, and little more than that, the hem falling no more than an inch or so below, just enough to prevent a potential peek at what was underneath.<br/><br/>"What do you say we let poor Tamashi-senpai in on our little<em>study sessions</em>, hmm, Mitsumi-chan?" She asked, in a low, sultry voice, leaning in so her head was just besides the nervous school-girl, bringing her lips close to bear as if she might kiss her neck or nibble on her ear at any moment. "We learn a lot of useful things, don't we?" Akemi continued on, with a delightful giggle, her lips coming to just brush against the older student's ear. "Bringing him in might make the nights a bit longer and more exhausting, but I'm sure he won't mind. I know I won't. I'm sure we'll find plenty of ways to make the outing enjoyable." She said, staring down at Mitsumi intently, but her grey-blue eyes can't help peaking out from across the table, wanting to gauge how those around the table, and particularly Tamashi himself, would react to the proposal.