Chapter Text
Midari's Mission to Piss Off Sayaka, and get her to sing again, but mostly to piss her off.
"AYEEE SAYAKA!"
Sayaka knew Ikishima would burst into the council room at around 12:40, so she finished all her work before then, it wasn't too hard to guess either, first is was the message spam that warned Sayaka of her visit ーShe hadn't silenced her phone in the case Kirari were to contact herー and the somewhat close distance of Ikishima's regular hangout, it would take her approximately 9-12 minutes to stroll at a usual pace. However, considering the way Ikishima had been so adamant on coming and 'fucking your stress with fucking fun', meant she'll likely be coming here at a more hasty pace. Unfortunately she was right, unsurprisingly, Sayaka watched on with only slight annoyance as Runa fell out of her seat while Midari stood proudly with a portable speaker in her hand and a loose balance after kicking the door open.
"Ikishima I'm sure you're aware that I can send you to detention for your blatant disregard of respecting school properly." Midari grinned at her, her single working eye widening manically. Midari skipped over to her while she organized the files in the right order so she could put them away when, if, she sends Midari away.
"And every time I just walk out! What are they gonna do? Give me detention?" Midari cackled at her own reasoning, Sayaka can smell the faint aroma of alcohol in her breath. It would be pointless to convince her to stop breaking school regulations, she was also right, no one bothered to actually stay in detention. "At least apologize to Yomozuki-"
"Nope, not today. See ya Sayaka. Bye old hag." Runa walked out the big doors waving her lollipop with her farewell.
"Have a good lunch Yomozuki"
"Who you calling an old hag, preschooler!"
Sayaka was curious on why Midari wanted to be in the student council, and for her nonetheless, Midari disliked being in the council room if she didn't need to be. It was the only reason Sayaka tried her best to give Midari duties that needed to be handled outside the council room, it was the only way her work was actually done. So, why would Midari be here? Surely she wasn't going to pull Sayaka into her previous activity, they both knew Sayaka wouldn't drink on school grounds. Despite Midari's best efforts.
The club president gave her a sideways smirk, "Hey Sayaka I got a question?" The secretary gave her a stoic, and very clearly disappointed stare, Midari held her hands up. "Yo I may be masochistic but I don't like that mad bitch stare you're sporting like any other person, nothing relating to breaking rules I swear." As if Sayaka would just place her faith in the person holding a speaker covered in stickers in the shape of... sex toys. Seriously why did Midari always have her possessions turned into something erotic? Sayaka was sure Midari's textbooks were filled with lewd scenes, if her own personal notepad was anything to go by when Midari stole it for a day. She would've praised Midari for her artistic abilities if the sketches weren't so lewd.
"If this has anything to do with gambling I'm out." Sayaka affirmed, Midari rolls her eye as dramatically as possible before grinning at Sayaka. The secretary sort of wished that one girl from the beautification club would come and get Midari out of here, Ayame at least had common sense that the rest of her club unfortunately lacked. Very much, including their president.
"Remember in junior high? When we went abroad for the first two years." Sayaka inwardly cringed. She remembered, very clearly, how she was as a student. Not, that she wasn't the top of her graduating class, or a student who followed the rules. Sayaka... would rather forget that phase.
"Of course I remembered, You were actually a decent, well behaved person, I wonder what happened" Ikishima's grin was wiped from her face for a few moments, Sayala was proud at her growing ability to do that to others, before Midari started cackling.
"Guess who was responsible for my glow up tho?!" She cheered while swinging her arm around Sayaka's, the secretary pushed her away. Midari's behavior now may have been inspired by Sayaka but Midari was the one who took it up too many notches. "Too bad she turned into a good little girl, still a shawty but damn no spice." Midari quickly added. Sayaka regrets taking the time to teach Midari English terms and slang before they went abroad, the extra credit wasn't worth it.
"Not that these pleasantries aren't pleasant, what was it that you were going on about my stress?" I can assure you I'm quite fine." Sayaka was curious why Midari believed she was stressed, Sayaka was sure she hadn't been showing such signs.
"When was the last time you listened to music that wasn't... whatever the fuck these snobby rich ass fuckers are supposed to listen to." Ikishima said, she gestured with her hand around the room.
"Classical? Midari I hope you realize that we are both from wealthy backgrounds." Although Sayaka was sure the snobby didn't apply to either of them, they were still considerably wealthy.
"That's the bitch," Midari shook the speaker in her hand to further emphasize its existence. "Anyways I've known you long enough to know that you barely survive a day without your own choice of music. Shawty we still have access to each other's playlists, your recent ones were all classical and pianos and music by dead guys. You haven't touched your favs since school fucking started!" Midari had moved closer to Sayaka with her hips pointed out like a mother lecturing her child. She held her speaker threateningly, and the realization dawned on Sayaka.
"You believe that if I listen to music that I enjoy I'll be less stressed?"
"I know that you'll be less stressed. When have I ever been wrong?"
"Well-" "Don't answer that Sayaka."
Sayaka thought about why Midari would want to help her be less stressedーalthough caring for a friend was not out of the questionー perhaps she believed that Sayaka would let her get away with breaking their school's rules. As if, Midari broke them with or without Sayaka's attempt at preventing her. What was it that she would gain from allowing Sayaka to...
"You just want to see the President's reaction to finding out the kind of music I like." Sayaka's face flushed at her own question, of course, she had to consider why she stopped listening to those songs in the first place. She had to stay professional, and even Sayaka had to admit her taste in music was not in the least bit professional. The way Midari was grinning was not at all helping, nor was the way her single eye sparked with a special joy for the first time in weeks.
"I'm interested in both of your reactions! BUT! but but but! I wanna see if she'll think I corrupted you or something OR even better if she'll realize how freaky you are. After all music is the sound of the soul ain't it." Sayaka was not about to appear so improper before her president.
"I have Ayame on speed dial, better watch yourself Midari."
"Sayaka are you really going to threaten a highkey masochist with punishment... from a lowkey sadist?"
...
She was right, Sayaka hoped she wouldn't point that out, but hope is useless against the hopeless.
"Why did you turn out this way?" "Why did you turn out this way?"
Sayaka did not dignify that question with a proper response, "We're not playing that music in the council room."
Midari groaned loudly, "And why the hell not!? We're already here, what's the worst that's gonna happen? Momobimbo walks in hearing us sing about pussy?" She took out her phone and Sayaka could already see the playlist Midari had opened, it was their favorite one.
"Midari..." Sayaka hissed
The Beautification President stared at the Secretary with a wide and innocent eye, and a feline smile. She held her stare with the quickly flustering uptight, stick-in the ass, and tense girl.
There's the sound of the speaker connecting to the phone via Bluetooth.
The sound of Midari raising the volume.
Then her thumb pressing play.
"IKISHIMA NO" "IKISHIMA YESSS~"
Dick, dick
Dick, dick
Dick, dick
Dick
"Midari-"
"Ya know, on the topic of dick, haven't ya realized that a snicker bar has a dick vein?"
Sayaka will never look at snickers the same way, it was fortunate that she rarely came across American candies anyway. The dignified, although that was slowly changing, secretary reached out to grab Midari's phone only for the stubborn girl to hold up her phone. This was successful only because Midari has a few inches on Sayaka naturally and the soles on her indoor shoes being an inch or two taller.
She made some plans on my dick tonight
She not with him tonight
She not with Jim tonight
She in the gym tonight
Work out in that pussy (ayy)
I'm gettin' ripped tonight
R.I.P. that pussy (ayy)
I'm goin' in tonight
"Chill Sayaka! Damn girl, if you don't like the song why the hell was it in your playlist literally named Favorites?" Midari held Sayaka back with a cackle, her fav past time was annoying the short uptight girl after all. Also cause her reactions were cute, anyone with eyes, or eye in this case, could see that.
"Midari! Please turn that off President and Vice President will be walking in soon." Sayaka grunted while pulling the sleeve of the arm that held the wonderfully wretched playlist, her hair was tousled and overall Sayaka seemed more lively than earlier.
'Kirari would get a kick out of the sight' Midari mused.
Made some plans with my dick
She goin' ham on my dick
Sittin' on, stand on my dick
She goin' ham on my, she goin' ham on my
She goin' ham on my dick
Sittin' on, stand on my dick
Usin' no hands on my dick
"Awesome! It'll be a party! Think I'll be able to convince Momobami to get in a drinking game with me? I'm referring to both for the record." Sayaka is starting to regret not taking up her cousins offer to take the entrance exam for the academy she attended but Sayaka will stay. For her President. "Uh... Sayaka? Is our resident gay simp in there? Hey say nothing if you want me to keep blasting your playlist."
"I wish to see you succeed in life." "What-"
... got me horny and ripped,uh
Like I just walked out the gym
And them bitched just gotta 'cause I took they Jim
Give em a job and he gave me a rim
It was too long so he gave me a min'
How was that possible? Give me a Kim
I can't describe it, just give me a pen
And why he in your tummy, bye-bye to my ribs
Turn em into a dummy, 'cause I got him stiff
And watch, you think it's funny 'till y'all get the dick
And turn into a zombie and swallow your clit
It brought comfort to Sayaka to know that even though she was a mess when receiving affection, Midari was worse. (They're both messes however at least Sayaka doesn't stop functioning when it happens.) Sayaka snatched Midari's phone and pressed the pause icon, all before Midari could regain her barings, and was meet with a satisfying silence.
Sayaka, of course, confiscated the phone and hid it in the pocket of her blazer.
The door, the timing not appreciated, opened. There walked in an amused Runa, thoroughly disappointed in life Mary, and standing in front of them both the President and Vice President.
Sayaka knew Ikishima was terribly good at timing, if only she had any self restraint.
"Hey guys, guess who just laid the Secretary!!" "Certainly not you, Ikishima. President it's not what it looks like!"
Kirari looked as if she were contemplating the situation, but her lips turned into a smirk.
"Oh? Sayaka do tell me, who was it that 'laid' you? If not Ikishima than who?"
Mary inhaled sharply and sighed, the disappointment in the depth of it, "That's what you're worried about? Not going to question the song about being dicked that we heard from down the hall?"
The smaller of them clicker her tongue whilst waving her lollipop in the air lazily "What's there to ask? Do you really think Sayaka would play that kind of music in here or the masochist holding a speaker with colored dicks all over it?"
"Dildos not dicks!" Midari added helpfully.
"Fair point."
Sayaka barely registered the conversation when Kirari moved closer to herーlike a predator closing in on their prayー she smelt faintly of Wisterias and honeysuckle, fitting, faint or overpowering and invading. Not that it worried Sayaka.
"Sa~ya~ka, you're answer?" Right her question, Sayaka was confuse but thankful she wasn't asking about the music. "No one... 'laid' me President. I wouldn't allow such a thing, especially not in the council room."
Kirari smiled, a very very pretty smile Sayaka may add. (She just knew Midari was laughing at her.)
"Good."
I just wanted to keep this image here tbh
