2If you'd asked her 10 minutes ago, Aiko Yumi would have said she didn't particularly care for cartoons; cartoons were things you either put on for little kids to distract them long enough to get a quickie out of their older sibling or stuff that greasy otaku hikikomori watched because they didn't have the balls to ask a real girl to touch their "tra-la-la".
Fuck you, Keiji; you don't know what you're missing out on, you shut-in weirdo!
Past failures in seduction aside, the physics teacher was currently sitting ascross from on of the night students at GU, listening to her go on and on about the current anime she was obsessing over. And trying not to pay attention to the rather clumsy attempt at ganguro fashion the girl had elected to wear today. ...and trying not to cringe at how the girl was butchering her native language.
If she didn't have "Ol' Reliable" tucked into her handbag (not to be confused with the "Ol' Standby" she kept under her bed at home) right now…
"...and then, just when things look hopeless, Cutey Guardian Mimiko summons up the strength of her nah-kah-mah and fires one of her Super Pretty koh-koh-roh beams at the ay-koo-mah and destroying it in a giant blast of luhvoo-luhvoo energy! It was motoh-motoh soo-go-ee!~"
Gulp, gulp gulp…
"So what anime are you watching right now, Yumi-sensei-?"
She held up a finger while she continued draining her flask.
"...Yumi-sensei?"
A moment later she sighed in satisfaction, screwing the cap back on and putting away her flask. "...sorry, what were you saying, Sarah?"
The weeaboo pouted. "Wah-tah-shee told you, my name is 'Suki'!"
"Uh-huh, whatever you say," she pandered. "Anyway, your question?"
"What anime do you watch?"
Aiko sighed. "I hate to break it to ya, kiddo, but not every asian person watches cartoons, and I'm one of them." She was still technically on the clock, so she had to at least make a token effort to be cordial. "Too busy trying to live up to society's expectations for young men and women."
"...you haven't ever watched anime?"
"Oh, I never said that. I just don't care for it."
"...you don't?"
"Nope.~"
"Not even manga?"
"Uh-uh."
"Not even hentai?" The younger girl's eyes were approximately as wide as the anime she lauded (and apparently tried to emulate).
"Well…" There was one time she'd dipped her toes into cartoon porn, but it was so vanilla and boring for her tastes. Also, the animation was kinda shitty. "I don't dislike it…"
"Then have you seen Daraku: Onna Kyoushi Hakai? It's also about a sensei like you; I think you'd like it!~"
"Well, what's it about?"
"It's about a sensei who gets captured by some of her students and gets gangbanged by them."
Was it, now? Aiko did enjoy the occasional power play with her partners. "Color me intrigued.~"
"Um, Ms. Yumi?"
She turned around to find another of her usual students awkwardly standing behind them, looking slightly hesitant.
"You need something?"
"Um...I was just wondering if I could have the list of required reading for that essay…?"
"Hmm? Oh yeah, sure, it's on my desk."
"...but you're sitting at your desk right now?"
Then you know exactly where to look! Now scram; Suki and I have things to discuss.~"
"Yata!~"
fin.
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And there you have it; common ground! I wasn't sure I could find an angle for these two to interact that wasn't just "Ew, stinky weeaboo!", but low and behold.