Are you all right, Madam Vice President?
Thank you very much. There is no harm done.
Madam Vice President, do you want to borrow my leggings?
Leggings?
No. It's enough just that you offered.
Really?
Well, I have my regular jobs to do, so if you'll excuse me...
DTO... I've seen that somewhere before.
You mean it? If you saw it, Shingo, then it would have been...
Yeah. The corrections office.
Earlier, when I was called into the corrections office,
"Sort by: Date (threaded)" "DTO" "Underground Student Council"
it was on the email screen of their computer!
So that's it! They put a lot into that plan.
I'm sure there must be some data from the project plan they made.
If we can get that data from the corrections office's computer,
we can show it to the school council as proof
that we were set up by them.
That's right! We can have them cancel our expulsions!
But if they disposed of their paper project plan,
then the emails would be erased too, wouldn't they be?
That's true. They wouldn't do anything as dumb as save their data.
I guess it couldn't be that easy.
Not so hasty there, gentlemen.
Have you forgotten something?
Yours truly is well-versed with computers.
Even more than being well-versed with computers,
you're even better at making swell bursts in the computer room!
Never mind about the poop talk!
What yours truly is trying to say is that even if the emails are erased, I can restore them!
Do you really mean that?
If I can just download the restoration software,
it is a simple matter.
That being said, how are we to break into the corrections office?
We do not have any time left.
We only have two more weeks.
There's no time left, so we give up? It's the other way around.
If there's no time left, it means there's no time to hesitate.
Let's get our hands on that DTO project data,
and prove that we are innocent!
Indeed. That is another way to think of it.
Well, what the hell. I'm in, too.
Better to try than to do nothing, huh?
Miracles are something we make for ourselves, right?
Before the chairman stamps those expulsion forms in two weeks,
we're going to seize that DTO data.
To take back our high school lives from them!
And to get to go to that wet T-shirt cont--
Supper!
Count off!
--One! --Two!
--Three! --Four!
--Five!
All right, get your meals.
Yes, ma'am!
Oh, Madam Vice President-dono, you dropped your handkerchief.
Hmm? Oh, this?
Whoa...!
Shingo got beat black and blue for seeing a nipple.
What... What exactly is going to happen to me?
I can't tell the others about this. Never mind me saying anything,
that's what she has down there? That's what she has down there?!
What do I do? Let's see... I'm just saying...
There is no way in hell I'm leaving school!
She's gone.
Our cheer was cut off midway through earlier, so let's try it again.
Kiyoshi-dono, you get us started, please.
No matter what happens, we'll liberate that data!
To take back our high school lives from them!
And to get to go to that wet T-shirt contest...
That's what she has down there!
Somehow, I do not feel that your thoughts are in order.
Like, on something even raunchier than wet T-shirts?
Huh? You guys, too?
No, no, no! You're imagining things! My mind is on one thing!
Da-da-da-da, dare to escape
Ge-ge-ge-ge, let's get away
Zun-zun-zun-zun, prison, prison
Reach out and grab your freedom
A-na-na-na, dig a tunnel
Jai-jai-jai-jai jailbreak
Zun-zun-zun-zun, prison, prison
Get out from under their rule
(Judge) What can you do
(Innocent) once you get free?
(Judge) I can be in love
(Guilty) with the one I adore
(Prison) But once you're in love
(Breakout) you bind and are bound
You wind up a warden
Ah, it's a prison
Pri-Prison, a prison of love
I want to escape, except
Pri-Prison, a prison of love
there is no escape
Pri-Prison, a prison of love
No matter how far you run
the world is a boundless love--
the heart is an endless love--
--prison
"Full of Bodily Fluids"
Talking about getting our hands on the data is one thing, but...
When we are in this room, or in solitary,
the door is locked from without, and we cannot get near the corrections office.
"Corrections Office"
And even if we were to get near it,
when the vice president is inside, we cannot break in.
The only times we can get into the hallway are during cleaning,
lunch breaks, and when we go outside to do prison labor.
Also at night, when we shower.
In every case, the time is too short,
and the vice president is right there next to us.
As of today, there will be no prison labor.
After school, stay inside the prison and study or something.
I guess that means we can't go outside the barricade anymore.
During our lunch free time, they kick us outside, and won't let us in.
If we could have gone out for prison labor, we might have been able to sneak a saw back in.
Nah, cutting through iron bars that thick is out of the question.
Are there no avenues anywhere?
Avenues, huh?
When we're out in the hall, the vice president is either watching us,
or she's waiting in the corrections office.
What does the vice president do in the corrections office?
Well, um... Eat tasty food, and do calisthenics.
And when the vice president isn't inside the prison?
She's either in class, or in bed,
"Cells"
but either way, during those times, we're locked up.
Ugh, there's no way we can get in!
Shh!
The committee meeting just ended.
By a unanimous vote, they decided to expel you all.
Now we just wait for the chairman's seal.
That's all I have to report.
It really is hopeless. Though we already knew that.
Damn it! We're running out of time!
I can't even think of any opportunity to get into the corrections office.
At this point,
all we can do is steal the keys to the doors from the vice president.
By force?
That's not possible. You think any of us could take the vice president?
There's no guarantee that if all five of us jumped her, it would work.
The risk is too great.
We have all experienced for ourselves the fact that the vice president has inordinate strength.
So, what do we do?!
We use the vice president's strength against her.
Andre wins!
Oh! That's four in a row!
Andre is just too strong!
They're about to be kicked out, and they don't have a care in the world.
Andre-dono is triumphant!
Andre's the strongest person in school!
Nah, calling him strongest in school is going too far, isn't it?
There's nobody who's stronger than Andre.
Yes there is.
The vice president.
The vice president does indeed seem pretty strong.
Oh, no, I don't care how strong she is, she's still a girl.
She's no match for Andre.
I guess you're right.
I can't let that pass unchallenged.
You think that that fat pig can beat me?
No, I never said that.
D-Do you think you can beat Andre?
Do I think I can win, you ask?
Come on, Andre!
Allow yours truly to take you on before you wrestle Andre.
Don't make me laugh, Dirty Four-eyes. Do you think you can take me on?
Indeed I do. I am well aware of your strength, Madam Vice President-dono,
but I have tempered myself in daily prison labor.
Before you challenge Andre-dono,
please try to defeat me, first!
Ho... It looks like you've built yourself up a little.
Very well. I'll warm up on you. Come on, Dirty Four-eyes!
Everything so far has proceeded perfectly.
Use the vice president's strength? What do you mean?
The vice president seems quite sure of her own physical strength.
Ah, you mean how she does calisthenics in the corrections office?
Yes. Which is why we will draw the vice president in to an arm wrestling contest with us.
Sun Tzu says, "Generally, in battle, use the normal force to engage,
and use the extraordinary to win."
Is this "Son" guy the one who said he left his hairline behind
to advance in the telecom business?
--Who else could it be but him? --Yeah.
Could you put it a little simpler for us?
We steal the keys from the vice president's uniform during the arm wrestling,
then while everyone but yours truly competes with her,
I take the stolen keys and sneak into the corrections office.
It is a means to get the data from the computer.
I get it now! Hit her head-on,
while actually accomplishing the objective behind her back.
It is the tactic of Sun Tzu, military strategist of yore.
Not that telecommunications man.
So, how exactly do we get the keys away from her?
That part is easy. We get the keys away from the vice president
by taking her jacket from her before she starts arm wrestling.
Kiyoshi-dono, what are you waiting for? Go on.
Oh, sorry, sorry.
Madam Vice President, can I hold your jacket for you?
I'm fine the way I am.
Huh? Yes, but... I think it would be easier for you without it.
He is right!
No need. Let's get started, already.
That crap-spraying four-eyes!
Easy part my foot.
It's completely falling apart.
I guess we're not taking it from her jacket.
Okay then... Ready... Go!
Hmph, can't even call that warming up.
Hurry and stand aside.
Zounds!
Okay, Andre, let's go.
One moment, please. Let me wrestle you, too, Madam Vice President.
I have more backbone than Gakuto does.
Very well, I'll take you on.
Are the two of you both prepared?
All right... begin!
You are better than Dirty Four-eyes...
...but looky here.
What's the matter? Is that all you've got?
I'm going to end this now.
Her nipple...!
Her... nip... ple...!
Are you all right, Madam Vice President?!
What kind of broken-down table is this?!
We will go get a replacement table right away.
All right. Now, who's next? Shingo?
Hold on, please! You still haven't finished with me yet.
Don't be ridiculous. I beat you hands down.
Still, the table broke, and it's still up in the air!
Do it all you like, it will still end the same. You can't beat me.
Keep it up, Kiyoshi-dono. Buy as much time as you can.
Even assuming you get into the corrections office,
if the data regarding DTO has been erased,
you will have to recover it, right?
Mm-hmm. It may look as though it has been erased,
but it still exists as data on the computer's hard drive.
"Download"
If I can just download the restoration software, it's simple to do.
You say it's simple, but we don't know how to do it, so we couldn't.
That's right. Which means that going into the corrections office...
...is a job that falls to yours truly.
And easy though it may be, it will still require time to do.
To that end, I need you to distract the vice president as long as you can with arm wrestling.
How long do the four of us have to keep her busy?
Hmm, at the very least, I need ten minutes.
Ten minutes, huh?
That's a little more than two minutes for each of us.
Considering how strong the vice president is, that will be tough.
But we have no choice, do we?
I'm not satisfied! Please let me try again!
You don't give up, do you?
Okay, fine. A rematch for the loser. Come on!
Thank you very much!
All right! Now, it's a race against time!
I'm definitely going to tie her up!
Even if I have to sacrifice my arm to do it.
Kiyoshi sure is fired the hell up.
We might not even get our turns.
He looks like he's going to do this for us.
Ready...
Go!
Hey, what's wrong? I'm only using 30% of my strength.
That's 30%!?
I'm starting to grow tired of this.
How about I finish this with 40% of my strength?
Kiyoshi-kun, hang in there!
There, you see?
Not yet. I can still last longer than this.
My expulsion is riding on this! Even if it breaks my arm,
I can't afford to lose yet--
Is that... her nipple...?
It's gone...
There it is again!
It's gone...
What is this?!
Damn you, nipple!
When you appear, you vanish; when you vanish, you appear!
Ah, have I wandered into some nipple wonderland?
Kiyoshi... Kiyoshi! Kiyoshi!
Huh?
Are you sure you're okay, there?
Wha--? When did that happen?! You mean, I lost?!
When did that happen is right. You didn't last one minute.
Huh?! You're kidding!
I got beat! Was her strategy to sap my strength with a nipple slip?
By any chance, was that p***y flash part of her plan, too?
No, that was probably something else.
The vice president wouldn't plan something like that anyway.
But even if she cost me one of my arms,
I can't believe I didn't last one minute.
What a dreadful nipple!
Data restoration software...
Found it! This is it!
Madam Vice President, I will take you on next.
Kiyoshi, there's no way you're going to buy any time fighting fair, for crying out loud.
Don't let me down by not being as strong as you look, Shingo.
Ha-ha! Take me too lightly, and you're bound to get hurt.
After all, I'm the man who was once known as "Dynamite Arm Wrestler Shingo."
"Dynamite Arm Wrestler Shin-GO!" "Episode 1: The Legend Begins"
It was summer, my second year of middle school.
I was surrounded by some characters who didn't think much of me,
around some clay pipes, on an empty lot--
"I'll kill you"
I don't care.
Let's do this, already.
No, wait, not yet! I haven't got to the part yet about being called "Dynamite"--
Start us!
Right!
Whoa, hang on!
Ready... Go!
Hey, what are you doing? That was no time flat!
I was planning to buy time with manly talk about my past...
Warming-up is over. Andre, let's go.
You can't exclude me from the others, Madam Vice President.
I think you'd better bow out of this.
Those are the exact words I have to repeat back to you.
After all of the hard labor you've been doing, how can you still be so scrawny?!
Don't judge me just because of how I look, Madam Vice President.
"Downloading"
Is this a slow connection? This is just trickling through!
Ready...
Go!
Heh, how do you like that? Beating someone as weak as me
must leave a bad aftertaste in your mouth, huh?
You're right about that.
At last, it finished! Now, to install it...
At last, I get to go against you, you fat pig.
I look forward to wrestling with you.
Seven more minutes.
I'm sorry, Andre. The rest of us were a bunch of wusses.
A hair... growing from his nipple?
Um, Madam Vice President?
If you please.
Yeah...
A hair growing from his nipple? And what's worse,
what is up with that length?!
Ready...
Go!
Oh! You're awesome, Andre!
Let her have it!
No, not yet! We still have to buy seven minutes!
Even if you can beat her, it's too soon to finish it, Andre!
How could I be so careless as to let this happen?
How can I be distracted by the fat pig's nipple hair?
What's the matter, you Fuji-foreheaded fatty?
Sure, you may be a step up from the others,
but is that all you've got?
I'm going to put an end to this, right now!
The nipple hair is waving...
That lousy nipple hair is swaying left and right from that snort!
The way it is being made to swing...
...is almost like...
...a nameless, single tree, standing all alone in the desert,
waving in the breeze. It evokes the most fantastic sight, doesn't it?
All right!
He's fighting back! Way to go, Andre!
Don't scare us like that, fatso!
Once again, I let myself be distracted by that hair?!
From what it looks like, I'd say they're about evenly matched.
At this rate, he may hold out the seven--
No, six minutes that still remain!
Damn it! When I push his arm aside,
I can see that hair, and my strength fades!
That's a dirty trick, you fat pig!
Huh? The vice president's name-calling and spittle...!
What's the matter, Andre?!
The verbal abuse?! Are the insults getting you off?
Oh! Andre made a comeback!
What was that? It's more than just Andre coming back,
it seems like the vice president lost strength.
The vice president is acting strangely.
If I move his arm down, his nipple hair comes into view. What do I do?
That's it! If I win the match with overwhelming speed,
I can win before I even see the nipple hair!
I'm through playing around, fat man!
I'm unleashing my 100% strength!
Oh, no! It's too soon for him to lose!
Tornado! That fantastic, nameless tree is withstanding
the tornado that suddenly appeared over the desert!
Withstand it! Withstand it, nameless tree!
Way to go, Andre! That's the way!
Way to hang in there!
Don't give me the chills like that!
All right! I don't know why, but the vice president is weakening!
Just draw it out like that until Gakuto comes back!
Stop growing hairs like that, you pig!
Restoration software installed! I only have four minutes remaining!
Awesome! He just might win!
All right, go, you damn pig!
No matter what I do... No matter what I do, that hair bothers me.
Why is there even a hair growing from his nipple in the first place?
And just one! And just out of his right nipple!
Stop screwing with me, you lowly pig!
How good that feels! If I get rewarded any more, I'll... I'll just...
Andre! Andre, are you okay?!
You pig! Why are you getting so ecstatic?!
What do I do?
Why does he look like such an idiot?
Even his eyes are rolled back. Is he mocking me?
His eyes?
What now? The vice president is...!
...blushing, and smiling now!
Why didn't I realize something so simple? I'm embarrassed at myself.
What? I've got a bad feeling about this.
If I don't want to see the nipple hair,
I just have to not look at it!
The blushing vice president has closed her eyes!
What is she planning to do?! Don't tell me she's waiting for a kiss from Andre!
I'm not going to be in time!
Andre! Tough it out!
Not good! There's still two minutes left!
If he loses right now, Gakuto won't make it in time!
Where is it?! Where is the DTO email?!
Down you go!
I've... had it...
How's that?! Now I'm the school's Number One!
We didn't...
...last ten minutes...
Hmph, you couldn't beat me in a hundred years.
Hmm? My keys... are gone.
Madam Vice President-dono, your keys fell down over here.
Is that where you were?
Hey, you damn pig, get up.
Yes, ma'am.
Ow!
Man, I thought we'd been found out!
That was close, that was close!
You made it in the nick of time, Gakuto!
Nice going! That was awesome, Andre!
Nah, I was just delighted, that's all.
You must have been blowing your wad there at the end!
Gakuto, where's the data?
The data...
...was unattainable.
I got as far as installing the restoration software,
but before it restored the emails,
I heard Andre-dono crying out, so I hastened back here.
So then, what you're saying is...
Our expulsion... is all but assured?
You know, it's actually kind of a relief.
We did all we could.
Yeah...
I guess.
Looking back now, this time has been like a dream to me.
This does not sit right with yours truly.
Soiling myself in a room full of girl students,
having my hair cut so short, throwing Guan Yu-dono under the bus...
It has been ghastly.
However...
while fighting through thick and thin all this time,
for the first time in my life, it feels like...
it feels like yours truly has found friends...
has gained those whom he could call his comrades.
You dumbass. You didn't have to say that out loud, Dirty Four-eyes.
Our high school lives were at an end.
Falling in love with someone is
a trap programmed into our genes
Our desires have already gotten underway
Lots of things happen day to day
Lots of things happen in innocence
They wrench our hearts as we grapple with them
Don't you touch, let me touch your heart
Pry it open and punish me even more
With all our minds, we submissively fall in love
Love & Peace, Fight!
We want to have you
We want to know everything
Grant us permission for our dreams
We don't need any love
On second thought, give us some
You can't put handcuffs on adolescence
Next time on Prison School:
"It's a Bum-derful Life"