Striggabold vs. The Gyaru Gang

Striggabold, in his many Midara-related adventures, had caught wind of a college where Midara go to learn alongside normal people. Allegedly, the women who went there were actually well-integrated with the civilization and weren't a danger to anyone. In fact, the college was one of the city's main attractions, and considering that it was a major, bustling city growing rich off of countless trade routes running right through it, that was saying something. So, the brave knight decided it could be worth a look.

Striggabold decided to enter the college to see what was going on. He packed up his horse and set off.

Striggabold soon arrived at the city. The streets were too cramped for him to ride his horse, but there was a stable service that would care for his steed while he stayed in the city. As far as he knew, the college was in the western district.

Striggabold starts his journey towards the western district. He thew his cloak over his head as he walked.

Between his cloak and the dense crowds, Striggabold wasn't given much notice as he walked the city streets. It took him some walking, but he soon made it to the community college.
It seemed like classes had recently dismissed with students flooding out of the building. The number of attractive young women was definitely higher than usual, and among them, a trio of blonde, curvy girls wearing all kinds of makeup and accessories drew the knight's eye. Here, his cloak may make him stand out.

Striggabold decided to remove his cloak, hoping to look less shifty. He couldn't take his eyes off the trio but he needed to investigate the school. He decided to follow them to see where they would go.

Upon closer inspection of the trio, they looked like delinquents, lounging about and talking about boys and makeup. They kept chatting for a few minutes before they started strolling into the school building again.

Striggabold continued to follow them to try to make out what they were saying. He started focusing his hearing.

"-and then I kissed him right on the cheek, and he started spacing out! Like, he couldn't even think straight."

"Really? Wow, he must've had a huge thing for lipstick."

"Yup! So I took him behind a dumpster and gave him about fifty more kisses. Guy's probably dreaming about my lips right now."

It would appear that they were discussing how they seduce boys... and they were moving towards the part of the school reserved for elective classes.

Striggabold decided to keep following them into the class. They must know what is up with the school!

The three of them went into a 'makeup' classroom, even though it was both after normal school hours and this did not seem like a class that a school would have. Even as an elective.

Striggabold walked into the classroom. Though he was now on his guard.

Inside, there was about a half dozen of the Gyarus in total, and there were seats and lockers and mirrors all around. It almost looked like a salon...

"Huh? Hey, who are you?" One of the punky girls asked as all of their attention went to Striggabold instantly.

"erm I am the school safety inspector" he bluffed quickly "I'm just here to make sure everything is going safely. May I watch the class take place?"

"Safety Inspector? Didn't they come by last week?"

"Yeah, and they were a different guy."

"Class is out already, anyway. This is an after-school meeting, dude."

It would appear that Striggabold's bluff wasn't well-placed, and the heavily accessorized girls were getting suspicious of him.

"that's very strange" striggabold said sweating under the collar slightly "I must speak to admin" he turned to try to leave the room.

"Not so fast." One of the girls got between him and the door and locked it using a key. All of the Gyarus smirked at him with their thick, painted lips.

"Tell us the real reason you're here and we might go easy on you." Another girl threatened him as they quickly surrounded Striggabold.

"I'm just here to ensure the safety of all students" said striggabold "including you. Aw aren't going to have a problem are we?" He looked around at the salon like classroom. "This place is really impressive"

"It is impressive, right? We practice giving each other makeovers, doing our lipstick, stuff like that." One of the more friendly Gyarus said before another cut in.

"Oh I get it, you wanted to see sexy college girls put on makeup, huh? Well, well, well, we found ourselves a pervert~" another girl teased as they all snickered at Striggabold.

"sorry I must've come here by mistake" said striggabold as he took a seat. " If you won't let me go I don't mind watching the class, but not because I'm a pervert!" He added.

"Yeah right, what reason does a boy have to watch girls put on makeup unless he's a pervert?" One of the girls asked with a laugh before they gestured to one of the seats. "How about you sit down here, since you're so eager to attend class?" She asked further, giving the Knight the chance to admire the variety of cosmetics on the desk next to the seat.

Striggabold quickly sat in the seat indicated at by the girl. He sat and looked at the cosmetics as class begun.

"The teacher's not here, after school and all, but we can take over~" The girls teased as they surrounded the seated knight. "So, since you're so curious, how about we give you a makeover just like our teacher showed us? We're already all dolled up, so you're the only face left to smear in makeup." She offered as all of the girls smacked and puckered their pouty lips at him to demonstrate the makeup they all wore.

Striggabold gulped as he heard their plans. He looked for the door but all he could see was the girls surrounding him holding makeup. He could try to fight his way out but he wouldn't win. He decided to take his punishment. "Ok you can do it" said the already defeated man " but please make it slow so that I can follow the steps" he thought if they took it slow am opportunity to escape may present itself.
(Pass)

"Good~ We like doing it slow~ First... we clean up your face and make sure you're ready~" One of the Gyarus took the lead with his face while another handled his hair. They focused on wiping him down and cleaning him before anything else, the shampoo and soap they were using smelled of flowers.

Striggabold: 29 Willpower, Bound, Prepared