One sus sleezeball

"Hey! Name's Marianne Graham! Nice to meet ya!" Daria grinned as the teacher introduced her to the class.

"Now settle down. Miss Graham, I'm sure you know that while exploits on the court are to be celebrated, like all academic institutions, no tolerance is given to those with bad grades. Thus, I hope that in your new setting, you manage to maintain your eligibility."

Daria nodded and quickly took her seat. None of that mattered though. All she needed was to encounter Slick, or even better, Slick and Doraaki side by side. That was the core of the rescue plan, as Daria secretly had a DESPER key on her. Slick was not a Desperado, nor even a WWCF member, but Doraaki had a DESPER thanks to Michiko's brainwashing. Unfortunately, Slick was the one Daria needed to beat. The DESPER key was also incapable of forcing someone else into a game and wager other than the DESPER holder.

There was an exception however; team chess battles and free for all 4-player variants. Of the two, Daria opted for the latter since there was a chance an ally like Ina or Miga wouldn't be nearby. This would be riskier, but more practical in a sense. Unbeknownst to Daria, she was already down one ally.

...

Once class got out, Daria headed for the gym. There coaching the girls was Slick Suou in the flesh. True to his name, Slick looked like a typical sleezy scumbag with his foggy glasses, sweaty skin, and rapidly thinning hair. What gave Daria pause though was that he was a lot shorter than she thought he'd be. She had assumed he was close to 200 cm tall, but it was clear as day to see he was only 150 cm tall. Heck, most of the girls were taller than him..

"This scrawny little guy's some former basketball big shot? I mean, I guess there are short players, but this guy's practically a dwarf in men's basketball," Daria thought as she approached Slick.

"Ah Ba- Slick's happy to see you," Slick giggled.

Daria was completely taken a back not just by how feminine Slick's voice sounded, but also that he reffered to himself in the 3rd person. It was clear this guy was one eccentric character.

"Alright, now go shoot da hoops n' rebound da ball. Whoever bounces more wins," Slick giggled as he headed off to the bleachers and began sipping up a bottle of soy sauce with a straw.

"Um, is this normal for Coach Suou?" Daria whispered.

To her surprise, the other girl told her it was in fact, NOT normal behavior. Apparently Slick was normal a month ago, but one day came in much shorter and weirder.

"He's even cancelled se- Er, private sessions since he supposedly underwent major rehabilitation so he claims. Must've been real messed up, as he's now shorter than all of us. That and all his muscle mass just up and vanished. Guy was actually a pretty big hunk and had a massive- Uh... heart. Yeah. a big heart..."

"So I can't get in on a... private session?"

The girl sighed and attempted a 3-pointer. "Hell if I know. Heck, Slick's barely even showing skin around us," she grumbled as the shot missed.

"How much skin would he normally show?"

"Oh, only wore shorts on average, but when we had later practice, he'd lock the gym and lounge nude. Even bang some of us on the- Ah! ...Y- You didn't hear nothing from me."

Daria sighed the girl nervously ran away. It was clear the rumors about Slick were true, but now things were complicated as Slick was acting weird. Daria was unsure on what to do about that, but she figured getting close was still the best option.

"Hey coach. I heard you give private session-"

"Hah? ya want a private? ...Sure. Treat Ba- Slick to dinner tonight at the marina Melbourne. It's Ba- Slick's favorite place. Dress up sexy. I like sexy girl... I think."

Daria decided to just accept the offer and wing things from there. What was putting her on edge a bit was the fact that she hadn't been able to contact Ina or Miga. Nor had she seen Mari since this morning.

"I hope those two are ok."

...

Ina groaned as she slowly opened her eyes.

"My, my, Iga Kirikawa... You certainly ruined your life," Mari sneered.

Iga's eyes bolted open as she found herself stripped nude and hogtied with zipties. Her tendons had also been sliced, further immobilizing her. She attempted to speak, but then realized a gag ball had been firmly secured in her mouth, not just gagging her, but preventing her from biting her tongue out.

Mari clapped her hands and a bald dark-skinned woman garbed appeared and pulled out a DESPER.

"No, no. Her rating is higher than yours, but do prepare a large box. I hear a depressed Englishwoman will pay top dollar for traitors like you."

Ina went pale as she realized what Mari was implying; she was going to send her to the Fairy league. But what startled her more was the woman standing besides Mari.

"Why is she with her, and listening to her!?" she thought.

"Oh, and it seems your partner Marianne is going on a little date. And speaking of dates..."

Splat!

"I had a little basketball date with this thing."

Ina began to tear up as she recognized the object Mari had thrown before her. It was the severed head of her sister, Miga.

"Now you understand? You mess with Mari Suou, you pay the price," Mari sneered as she grabbed Miga's head and chucked it into the basketball bin. "Now Dora, ship that bitch intact to one Heather Fair- no, Spriggan, then meet me at Marina Melbourne. Oh, and naturally bring your beauty maintenance kit. I want to assert dominance over Marianne."