Spoils of war

Once Shoko had been carted off the field and Yurika escorted away, Miyuu slowly descended towards Umibozu, who was standing perfectly still. "So you're the famous sewer king. Taken a fancy to Yurika, now?"

No response.

"I know you're there. Umibozu wouldn't be this docile otherwise."

A small area began to distort as Hobou appeared. "Look at that, you could see me. Yup, Umi here don't do anything while I'm present."

"You found Yurika, I assume?"

"Better be glad I did. She wouldn't have lasted if I didn't show up."

"Care to let him go?"

"You want him as a first-year? Ah-ah. I'm never coming back. You know what they did to me."

"Poison..."

"Lady, drugs are a hell of a poison! Look at me! I can't have conversation unless I project a mirage of a cringy hobo!"

"Then you're not lost-"

"No... I ain't back to how I was before. Never will be. But say the sewers connect to the dorm and I feel like dropping in... I'll become an urban legend, never a student."

"An OFFICIAL urban legend."

"Always the angler. Don't lose your students now. And keep the thugs out of the garden."

"Hmm?"

"Last night, Victorian era and twineball. They're the ones that attacked the girl."

"Vizwol and Bloke... So the Orderate is moving. I'll have to be vigilant to keep the students safe."

Hobou slowly faded away as Umibozu dispersed into water and seeped back down into the hole he came from.

"Umi, always so difficult," Miyuu mumbled to herself.

...

Himesan trembled as she found herself restrained to a chair. "Release me! This has nothing to do with me!"

"Oh look at you acting all high and mighty. What happened to, "We're holdin' a strategy meeting with me present, so feel like forfeiting now?"? Ah, I get it, you thought you'd win. But nope, you lost," Yurika snickered as she wrapped her arm around Himesan.

"I'm just the coven leader! I wasn't actually part of the battle!"

"Yeah, yeah, we could go back and forth all day. Doesn't change the policy. When I beat someone, I shave their head n eyebrows for sport, and I do mean shave like, no fuzz, all skin shave. Bad habit, but it came from a good person. Now, punishment time," Yurka smirked as she flicked on the hair clippers.

Himesan frantically began struggling, but to no avail. The seals on the chair prevented her from using magic, and lacking the physical strength to break free, she was merciless before the clippers. Her hair and eyebrows were buzzed off in exactly a minute and a half.

"NO! NOT THE CREAM! NOT THE CREAM! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Himesan sobbed as her head and eyebrows were lathered with shaving cream.

"Just did, and I'll do it one more time, even throw in a bonus wax," Yurika taunted as she shaved Himesan smooth.

In no time flat, the proud Himesan was the newest bona fide member of the bald and browless community.

"And you're free now. Let me know how your coven feels about your do," Yurika smiled as she gave Himesan's head a hard smack.

"Don't send her off just yet. We need to talk business," Shuna smirked as she crossed her arms.

"The coven spoils," Himesan mumbled.

"Oh good. You know what I want. Rules say I can take up to two. Hmm, which ones? I'd love a second year, but Levia said Yonson's nothing but a bundle of life support and liability. Guess I'll take Shoko and that Finnish girl. What a historic day! The first two students in history to be poached by Misfit coven from a battle!"

Both Shoko and Aino began to tear up as they trembled in place.

"What disgraces. You lost us the match to those filthy plebs," Ema scoffed.

"You were taken out like fodder!" Shoko retorted.

"By the heir of Ebito. Why was she placed in such a coven in the first place? A sick joke, perhaps. A shame, but I imagine another coven will be able to free her from her shackles."

Ema then left with the disgraced Himesan, leaving Shoko and Aino to fend for themselves.

"Now, to mark the occasion, I want my two newest coven members to wear THESE!" Shuna maliciously grinned as she held up two sets of sleeveless cheer uniforms and sneakers.

"And I want zappy over there nice n' smooth just like me," Yurika grinned as she flicked on the clippers.

Shoko and Aino began hugging each other as they let out a scream.

...

"Th- This is humiliation! H- How dare you force a proud woman like me to do this," Aino trembled as she danced in the cheer uniform.

"NO! MY HAIR!" Shoko cried as she found her head and eyebrows lathered in shaving cream, all while restrained to the chair in the cheer uniform.

"I say Blondie gets shaved to match. Then we'd have a matching set," Shuna snickered.

"Why? I only beat Shoko," Yurika scoffed as she shaved Shoko smooth.

"No, you were controlling that sewer demon, so that technically counts-"

"You know, I DID beat you in the training exercise."

"..."

"I've been waiting a day, you know. I'd say for the delay, you dawn the cheer suit too for your shave," Yurika scowled as she gave Shoko's now smooth bald head a mighty slap.

"NGH! D- Don't be so rough with me, master," Shoko trembled.

"Um... what?"

Shoko's face went completely red as she passed out from embarrassment.

"Hgh, that girl's actually got a thing for that... stuff. I've caught her at times where she ties herself up, fastens collars for herself... She's out of it," Aino grumbled.

"Hey, everyone has their kinks. And no sneaking out," Yurika growled as she blocked Shuna's escape with a wall of glass.

"I'm your teacher. You can't-"

"Just shaved the sub, and shaved my main one back in high school. Sit down."

...

A now hairless Shuna trembled in embarrassment as she stood garbed in the cheer uniform.

"Dang, really suits ya. Make that your normal look from now on," Yurika snickered.

"Y- YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!" Shuna fumed as she stormed away.