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Are you all right, Vice President?

Thank you very much.

I'm fine.

Vice President, do you want to borrow my leggings?

Leggings?

No. It's enough just that you offered.

Really?

Well, I have work to do, so if you'll excuse me...

"DTO"... I've seen that someplace before.

Seriously?

If you've seen that before, Shingo, it must have been in...

Yeah. In the Corrections Office.

Earlier, when I was called into the corrections office,

I saw it in an email on their computer!

That makes sense!

A lot of work went into their plan.

They must have planning data laying around somewhere.

If we can get that data from the Corrections Office's computer,

we can show it to the School Committee as proof

that we were set up.

That's right!

We can have them cancel our expulsions!

But if they disposed of their paper plan, then wouldn't they have erased their emails, too?

That's true.

They wouldn't be so stupid as to save that data.

Of course it wouldn't be that easy.

Don't be so hasty, gentlemen.

Have you forgotten something?

Yours truly is number one when it comes to computers.

I don't know about number one,

but I know for sure you're number two.

Never mind defecation jokes!

What yours truly is trying to say is that even if the emails are erased, he can restore them!

Are you serious?

If I can download and run some restoration software,

it will be done simply and easily.

That being said, how are we to break into the Corrections Office?

We have no time left!

We only have two weeks left.

Because there's no time left, we should give up?

It's the opposite.

There's no time left, so there's also no time to hesitate.

Let's get our hands on that DTO planning data,

and prove that we're innocent!

Indeed. That is another way to think of it.

Well, what the hell. I'm in, too.

Better to try than to do nothing at all, huh?

Miracles are something you make with your own hands, right?

Before the chairman stamps those expulsion forms in two weeks,

we will seize that DTO data.

To take back our high school lives from them!

And to get to go to that wet T-shirt cont—

Supper!

Count off!

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

All right, get your meals.

Yes!

Oh, Vice President, you dropped your handkerchief.

Hmm? Oh, this?

Whoops!

Shingo got beat black and blue for seeing a nipple.

What... What will they do to me for this?

I can't tell the others about this.

Never mind me saying anything, that's what she has down there?

That's what she has down there?!

What do I do? Let's see...

I'm just saying...

There is no way in hell I'm leaving school!

She left.

Our cheer was cut off midway, let us try it again.

Kiyoshi-dono, start us off, please.

No matter what happens,

we will secure that data!

To take back our high school lives from them!

And to get to go to that wet T-shirt contest—

That's what she has down there!

Somehow, I do not feel that your thoughts are in order.

Like, on something even raunchier than wet T-shirts?

Huh? You guys, too?

No, no, no!

It's just your imagination!

My mind is on one thing!

Talking about securing the data is one thing, but...

While in this room, or in solitary,

the door is locked from outside, and we cannot get near the Corrections Office.

And even if we were able to get near it,

we cannot break in while the vice president is within.

The only times we are let out into the hallway are during cleaning,

lunch breaks, and to do prison labor.

Also at night, to shower.

In every case, there's not enough time,

and the vice president is right there next to us.

As of today, there will be no more prison labor.

After school, you will stay inside the prison and study, or something to that effect.

I guess that means we're not allowed outside the barricade anymore.

During our lunch free time, they kick us outside, and won't let us in.

If we still had prison labor,

we might have been able to sneak a saw in.

No, cutting through iron bars that thick is out of the question.

Are there no avenues?

Avenues, huh?

When we're out in the hall, the vice president is either watching us,

or waiting in the Corrections Office.

What does the vice president do in the Corrections Office?

Well, um... Eat tasty food, and do calisthenics.

And when the vice president isn't inside the prison?

She's either in class, or in bed,

but either way, we're locked up, then.

Ugh, there's no way to break in there!

Shh!

The committee meeting just ended.

They've unanimously decided to expel you all.

Now we wait only for the chairman to affix his seal.

That's all I have to report.

It really is hopeless.

Though, we already knew that.

Damn it!

We're running out of time!

I can't think of any opportunity to get into the Corrections Office.

At this point,

all we can do is steal the keys from the vice president.

By force?

That's not possible.

You think any of us could take the vice president?

There's no guarantee that even all five of us together could take her.

There's too much risk.

We have all experienced the vice president's inordinate strength for ourselves—

So what do we do?!

We use the vice president's strength against her.

Andre wins!

Oh! That's four in a row!

Andre is just too strong!

They're about to be expelled, and yet they don't have a care in the world.

Andre-dono is triumphant!

Andre's the strongest person in school!

Nah, calling him the strongest in school is going too far, isn't it?

There's nobody here stronger than Andre.

Sure there is!

The vice president.

The vice president does indeed seem pretty strong—

No, no! No matter how strong she is, she's still a girl.

She's no match for Andre.

I guess you're right.

I can't let that pass unchallenged.

Do you honestly believe I would lose to that fat pig?

No, I never said that.

D-Do you think you can beat Andre?

Do I think I can win, you ask?

Come, Andre!

Before Andre-dono, yours truly shall be your opponent.

Don't make me laugh, Dirty Four-eyes.

Do you really think you can take me on?

Indeed I do.

I am well aware of your strength, Vice President,

but I have tempered this body in daily prison labor.

Before you challenge Andre-dono,

try to defeat me first, please!

Ho...

It does look like you've built your body up a little.

Very well.

I'll warm up on you.

Come, Dirty Four-eyes!

Everything is proceeding as planned.

Use the vice president's strength against her?

What do you mean?

The vice president seems quite sure of her physical strength.

Ah, you mean like how she does calisthenics in the Corrections Office?

Yes.

Which is why we will draw the vice president in to an arm wrestling contest with us.

Sun Tzu says,

"Generally, in battle, use the normal force to engage; use the extraordinary to win."

Is this "Son" guy the one who said he left his hairline behind to advance in the telecom business?

Who else could it be but him?

Yeah.

Could you put it a little simpler for us?

We steal the keys from the vice president's uniform during the contest.

While everyone but yours truly is competing with her,

he will take the stolen keys and sneak into the Corrections Office.

This is the means to get the data from the computer.

I get it now!

Let's hit her head-on,

while you'll go and accomplish the objective behind her back.

It is a tactic of Sun Tzu, military strategist of yore.

Not that telecommunications man.

So, how exactly will we get the keys away from her?

That part is easy.

We get the keys away from the vice president by taking her jacket from her before she starts arm wrestling.

Kiyoshi-dono,

what are you waiting for?

Go on.

Oh, sorry, sorry.

Vice President, may I hold your jacket for you?

I'm fine like this.

Huh?

Yes, but... I think it would be easier for you if you took it off.

He is right!

No need. Let's get started, already.

That crap-spraying four-eyes!

Easy part my foot.

It's completely falling apart.

I guess the jacket plan is a no-go.

Okay then...

Ready...

Go!

Hmph, I can't even call that a warm up.

Hurry up and move.

Zounds!

Okay, Andre, let's go.

One moment, please.

Let me arm wrestle you too, Vice President.

I have more backbone than Gakuto.

Very well, I'll take you on.

Are the two of you primed?

All right then...

Begin!

You are better than Dirty Four-eyes...

but looky here.

What's the matter? Is that all you've got?

I'm going to end this now.

Her nipple...!

Her... nip... ple...!

Are you all right, Vice President?!

What kind of broken-down table is this?!

We will go and retrieve a replacement table right away!

All right. Now, who's next?

Shingo?

Hold on, please!

You haven't finished me off yet.

Don't be ridiculous.

I beat you hands down.

No, the table broke, so it's still up in the air!

Contend with me all you like, it will still end the same.

You can't beat me.

Keep it up, Kiyoshi-dono.

Buy me as much time as you can.

Assuming you get into the Corrections Office,

if the DTO data has been erased,

you'll have to recover it, right?

It may look as though it has been erased,

but it still exists as seemingly inaccessible data on the computer's hard drive.

If I can just download and run the restoration software, it will be done simply and easily.

You say it's simple, but we don't know how to do it, so we couldn't.

That's right.

Which means that going into the Corrections Office...

...is a job that must fall onto yours truly.

And easy though it may be, it will still require some time.

To that end, I need you to distract the vice president for as long as you can.

How long will we have to keep her busy for?

Hmm, at the very least, I need ten minutes.

Ten minutes, huh?

That's a little bit more than two minutes each.

Considering how strong the vice president is, that will be tough.

But what choice do we have?

I'm not satisfied!

Please let me try again!

You don't give up, do you?

Okay, fine. A rematch for the loser.

Come!

Thank you very much!

All right! From here, it's a race against time!

I'm definitely going to tie her up!

Even if I have to sacrifice my arm to do it!

Kiyoshi sure is fired the hell up.

We might not even get our turns.

He looks like he's can do it by himself.

Ready...

Go!

Hey, what's wrong?

I'm only using 30% of my strength.

That's 30%?!

I'm starting to grow tired of this.

How about I finish this with 40% of my strength?

Kiyoshi-kun, hang in there!

There, you see?

Not yet. I can last longer than this.

My expulsion is riding on this!

Even if it breaks my arm,

I can't afford to lose yet—

Her...

nipple...?

It's gone...

There it is again!

It's gone...

What is this?!

Damn you, nipple!

You vanish and you barely appear, and you've barely appeared when you vanish!

Ah, have I wandered into some kind of nipple wonderland?

Kiyoshi...

Kiyoshi! Kiyoshi!

Huh?

Are you sure... you're okay, there?

Wha—?

When did that happen?!

You mean, I lost?!

When did that happen is right.

You didn't last one minute.

Huh?! You're kidding!

I got beat!

Was her strategy to sap my strength with a nipple slip?

By any chance, was that pussy flash part of her plan, too?

No, that was probably something else.

The vice president wouldn't plan something like that anyway.

It even cost me one of my arms, and yet,

I didn't last a single minute...

What a ghastly nipple!

Data restoration software...

Found it!

This is it!

Vice President, I will take you on next.

For crying out loud, Kiyoshi, there's no way you'll be able to buy enough time fighting fair.

Don't let me down by not being as strong as you look, Shingo.

Take me too lightly, and you're bound to get hurt.

After all, I'm the man who was once known as "Dynamite Arm Wrestler Shingo."

It was summer, my second year of middle school.

Some characters who didn't think much of me had me surrounded,

the setting is an empty lot, near some clay pipes—

I don't care.

Let's do this, already.

No, wait, not yet!

I haven't gotten to the part where I earned the name "Dynamite—

Start us!

Right!

Whoa, hang on!

Ready...

Go!

Hey, what are you doing?! You lost in no time flat!

I was planning to buy time with a manly story from my past...

The warm up's over.

Andre, come.

You can't forget about me, Vice President.

I think you'd better bow out of this.

Those are the exact words I have to repeat back to you.

How can you be so scrawny after all the hard labor you've been doing?!

Don't judge me by my looks, Vice President.

What a slow connection.

It's trickling through!

Ready...

Go!

Fuck!

Heh, how do you like that?

Beating someone as weak as me must leave a bad taste in your mouth, huh?

You're right about that.

At last, it finished! Now, to install it...

At last, I get to go against you, Fat Pig.

I look forward to wrestling with you.

Seven more minutes.

I'm sorry, Andre.

The rest of us were a bunch of wusses.

A hair... growing from his nipple?

Um, Vice President?

If you please.

Yeah...

A hair growing from his nipple?

And what's worse,

what is up with that length?!

Ready...

Go!

Oh! You're awesome, Andre!

Let her have it!

No, not yet!

We still have to buy seven minutes!

Even if you can beat her, you can't finish her too quickly, Andre!

How can I be so careless as to let this happen?

How can I be distracted by the fat pig's nipple hair?

What's the matter, you Fuji-foreheaded fatty?

You may be a step up from the others,

but is that all you've got?

I'm going to put an end to this, right now!

The nipple hair is waving...

That lousy nipple hair is swaying left and right from that snort!

The way it's swinging...

is almost like...

how a nameless, single tree, standing all alone in the desert,

waves in the breeze.

It evokes the most fantastic sight, doesn't it?

All right!

He's fighting back! Way to go, Andre!

Don't scare us like that, Fatso!

Once again, I let myself be distracted by that hair?!

From what it looks like, I'd say they're about evenly matched.

At this rate, he may even hold out for the seven—

No, for the six minutes that still remain!

Damn it!

When I push his arm aside,

I see that hair, and my strength fades!

That's a dirty trick, you fat pig!

Huh?

The vice president's name-calling and spittle...!

What's the matter, Andre?!

The verbal abuse?!

Are the insults getting you off?

Oh! Andre made a comeback!

What was that?

It's more than Andre making a comeback, it seems like the vice president's strength waned.

The vice president is acting strangely.

If I move his arm down, his nipple hair comes into view.

What do I do?

That's it!

If I win the match with overwhelming speed,

I can win before I even see the nipple hair!

I'm through playing around, Fat Man!

I'm unleashing 100% of my strength!

Oh, no!

It's too soon for him to lose!

Tornado!

That fantastic, nameless tree is withstanding

a tornado that suddenly appeared over the desert!

Withstand it!

Withstand it, nameless tree!

Way to go, Andre! That's the way!

Way to hang in there!

Don't scare me like that!

All right!

I don't know why, but the vice president is weakening!

Just draw it out like that until Gakuto comes back!

Stop growing hairs like that, you pig!

Restoration software installed!

I only have four minutes remaining!

Awesome! He just might win!

All right, go, you damn pig!

No matter what I do...

No matter what I do, that hair bothers me.

Why is there even a hair growing from his nipple in the first place?

And just one!

And just out of his right nipple!

Stop screwing with me, you lowly pig!

It feels so good!

If I get rewarded any more, I'll...

I'll just...

Andre!

Andre, are you okay?!

You pig!

Why are you getting so ecstatic?!

What do I do?

Why does he look like such an idiot?

Even his eyes are rolled back.

Is he mocking me?

His eyes?

What now? The vice president is...

...blushing, and smiling!

Why didn't I realize something so simple?

I'm embarrassed at myself.

What?

I've got a bad feeling about this.

If I don't want to see the nipple hair,

I just have to not look at it!

The blushing vice president has closed her eyes!

What is she planning?!

Don't tell me she's awaiting a kiss from Andre!

I'm not going to be in time!

Andre! Tough it out!

Not good!

There's still two minutes left!

If he loses right now, Gakuto won't make it in time!

Where is it?!

Where is the DTO email?!

Down...

you go!

I'm...

finished...

How's that?!

Now I'm the school's number one!

We didn't...

last ten minutes...

Hmph, it's a hundred years too early for you to beat me.

Hmm?

My keys...

are gone.

Vice President, your keys fell down over here.

Is that where you were?

Hey, you damn pig, get up.

Yes.

Ow!

Man, I thought we'd been found out!

That was close, very close!

You made it in the nick of time, Gakuto!

Nice going! That was awesome, Andre!

Nah, I was just delighted, that's all.

You must have been blowing your wad there at the end!

Gakuto, where's the data?

The data...

was unattainable.

I got as far as installing the restoration software,

but before it restored the emails,

I heard Andre-dono crying out, so I hastened back.

So then, what you're saying is...

Our expulsion...

is all but assured?

You know,

it's actually kind of a relief.

We did all we could.

Yeah...

I guess.

Looking back now,

my time here has been like a dream.

This does not sit right with yours truly.

Soiling myself in a room full of girl students,

having my hair cut so short,

throwing Guan Yu-dono under the bus...

It has been ghastly.

However...

while fighting through thick and thin all this time,

for the first time in my life, it feels like...

it feels like yours truly has found friends...

like he has gained those whom he can call his comrades.

You dumbass.

You didn't have to say that out loud, Dirty Four-eyes.

Our high school lives were at an end.

Next time on Prison School:

"It's a Bum-derful Life."