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"Rushia is a good girl" was kind of ridiculous to even consider, but Choco was getting fairly sure of it. She was taking it really well, trying really hard to not make a sound, except for the ones made by repeated impacts with her skin, of course. Her back was pushed down upon, and she responded almost instinctively, arching it in a way to make access to lower parts of her butt as convenient for Choco as she could.

Her tears were welling up though, and Choco wasn't going to let her off her lap with her dignity intact. She caught the string of her panties with a nail and pulled them down, slowly, leaving a deep scratch right across already damaged skin — to her surprise, this was met with zero resistance (nothing that would merit, say, painfully bending her captive's arm behind her own back and giving a series of hard slaps as a reminder of what happens when you fight back), though with a prolonged pained whimper. "Sorry, didn't mean to do it", whispered Choco, who was not sorry and meant to do it, and gave her a quick headpat. She blushed even harder, and her cat ears wiggled in delight, despite being entirely fake. Magic bullshit.

Choco allowed herself some pause, cracking her fingers, then running them across bare, pink-to-red skin, paying attention to the reaction pressing down on forming bruises got. It was some very nice handiwork, almost done, but needed more polish. "Uruha Rushia, do you have a better apology you can offer, or should I help more?" "No, Choco-se... Miss Yuzuki. I'm sorry for sleeping through your class, Miss Yuzuki, I promise this won't happen again!" "Very well. I'm going to have you repeat that, in English, a few more times." With these words, the discipline session resumed.

Choco hit without rhythm and without consistent strength — (though generally far harder than before, leaving bright red overlayed on bright pink), with the explicit purpose of screwing with her brain, and it worked. Rushia kept repeating her apology (though the pronunciation left much to be desired) over and over, soon shortening it to "I'm sorry, miss Yuzuki", then "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry", then crying. Choco kept her at the last part for the next couple minutes, then stopped. Rushia kept bawling for some more time. Carefully, Choco got her up, pulled her black lace back on and lowered her skirt, then sat her back down on her lap, making sure not to have any of the thoroughly damaged skin touch it, tightly embracing her and gently patting her head to help her calm down. It's these moments that made the former denizen of hell really love her new job. Well, that, and the past twenty minutes or so.

Besides general aftercare and a bit of niceness, this served another purpose. Rushia wasn't wearing a bra, as usual, and she found something in this situation that made her nipples poke straight through the thin summer shirt — the weather was hot enough for her to not have any other clothes to sneakily tell to cover herself with, so Choco was waiting for that to subside. What was it that did that? The pain? The embarrassment? The feeling of being watched? A mixture of all three? Something else? Must remember to investigate further, there is some potential here...

Choco watched her students' eyes carefully as Rushia was shuffling back to her table. She was somewhat relieved — she could not find a trace of malice or glee, mostly looks of genuine concern. Allowing the truancy situation to get as bad as it did was a big gamble, but it was already paying off. Hurting her pride in front of the class and reducing one of a big stars to a little crying marshmallow will have kickstarted genuine worry over her, maybe even maternal instincts in some of the older girls (of course, "older" was a wonky concept, Rushia was formally far older than most of them). Maybe a little push?

"Note that miss Uruha will still need to catch up on the extensive amount of missed material. Anyone who will help her over the spring break will receive partial credit." Too heavyhanded? "This being said, I'm sure you are all very eager to hear the results of the last test!" From the collective groan, they weren't. "To be short: bad. Very disappointing. Lucifer be my witness, if it were up to me, I'd have you lot envy miss Uruha right here and right now. However, I'm in a very nice mood today, so everyone with a less than sixty percent of right answers will receive extra homework to occupy yourself on a break — it will be personalized, so don't expect copying as you always do. Check your email inboxes periodically. Oh, and... Ookami Mio?"

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