Lesson Learned

You need help

Mitsuko glared at her. "Are you in or not?"

Bitch-sensei flipped her hair back. "I'm in. If you can handle it."

Mitsuko cringed. "Just....no kissing or anything creepy, okay?" She scowled, crossing her arms. "Otherwise I'm telling Mr Karasuma, consequences be damned."

Bitch-sensei scoffed. "Ugh, relax kid. I'm not a forty-year-old creeper. I'm a professional, remember?"

Mitsuko raised an eyebrow. "You're about as professional as Koro-sensei when he's trying to hide his dirty magazines."

"DON'T COMPARE ME TO THAT PERVERT!!"

***

"Okay, so why are we discussing our side-mission in a bubble tea café?" Sugaya asked, sipping his mango bubble tea before he went back to sketching in his notebook.

Mitsuko scowled, drumming her fingers on the table. "Because I have a tutoring session at a cram school down the road in thirty minutes." She scowled. "And I didn't want Koro-sensei eavesdropping on our conversation."

"He has been weirdly stalkerish lately," Sugaya said, shrugging.

She sighed, leaning back. "So, Bitch-sensei has agreed to teach me how to seduce Rio, but none of that will matter if I don't find out if she's ...batting for the other team or not."

"Wait, a second, you don't know?" Sugaya frowned, looking up.

"Of course I don't know," she whispered, shifting uneasily.

"Yeah, but I thought you guys could, you know, just tell...?" Sugaya shrugged.

"What? That I have a magical sixth sense?" she replied dryly, taking a sip of her strawberry bubble tea.

He flushed. "Uh, no...well, I mean you have to be able to tell right?"

"I don't know!" she exclaimed, scowling. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to tell if a girl's gay?" she whispered. "I mean, we give each other massages and compare cup sizes, and that's still considered straight."

Sugaya's eyes widened. "You compare cup sizes?"

"Listen, sometimes it's easy and sometimes it's not." She sighed, burying her face in her hand. "And Rio and I were close..."

"All right, I get that..." He hummed, rubbing his chin. "Well, do you know for sure that she likes guys?"

"Yes." Mitsuko sighed. "Mr Karasuma is proof enough."

"Okay, so we need to test if she's Bi like you?" Sugaya said.

She nodded. "Yep. Not sure how that's gonna go down."

"Well, the school trip is coming up," Sugaya suggested, drawing some more. "I mean you'll be practically sharing a futon—"

"Please stop before I hit you." She slurped her drink noisily. "Okajima's rubbing off on you."

Sugaya smiled in amusement. "I'm just saying there's an opportunity there."

"She'd literally punch in the face," she replied, rolling her eyes. "And I'm not into that—so, any ideas on how we find out if she likes girls?"

Sugaya looked up from his drawing and shrugged. "Well, she isn't speaking to you right now so flirting wouldn't work..." He frowned, tapping the pencil against his chin. "What if you show her some pictures of naked women and see how she reacts?"

Mitsuko sighed. "Oh, yeah because that's so not going to make me look like a pervert—wait a second!" She slammed her hand on the table, causing Sugaya to jump and a few customers to look their way. "It isn't creepy if it's art." She looked at his drawing. "What are you drawing?"