Well, weren’t things progressing quite smoothly? With no reason whatsoever, Dana found herself being literally plucked away from her seat and hoisted away like a flying magic carpet. She merely blinked, still chewing her lunch in her mouth as she waved a farewell to Kirika. Maybe she was getting punished for her totally awesome commentary of the lunch fight? Nah, that couldn’t be it.

Her theory began to falter though as she was brought into a room that reeked of roses, only to see both Seika and Alice; one restrained in a straight jacket and the other in handcuffs. Her eyes widened in glee and she grinned impishly. This really was a BDSM school! She knew Alice got her spunk somewhere and now it was all coming clear to her! Though she had to wonder why the School President had a straightjacket. Wasn’t that a little bit excessive?

As she was being placed in her chair, Dana couldn’t help but sigh in dejected sadness. Where was her BDSM gear? How come she didn’t get tied up like the other two? So potent was her disappointment that she flat out ignored what the Satsuki rip off was belting out to her, only perking up when the School Principle herself came in, being the sweet old lady that she always was.

In no time, Seika was let free along with both her and Alice. Well, what was the point of all that then? There were no whips or anything! Bouncing out of her chair, she gave the principle two thumbs up before walking out casually and following Alice back to the lunch room.

[color=f7941d]“See ya Sensei,”[/color] she said happily to the principle before eventually reaching the cafeteria once again. No more than five minutes had passed and Dana found her seat back at Kirika and Mami’s table. Sitting down as if nothing had happened, the sharp-toothed girl glanced at her henchmen.

[color=f7941d]“Hey Tuna-chan? Did I ever tell you that the security here is laughable?”[/color]