Niconico Ethics

Adieu part 2

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 12:41:56 +0900

The beginning of the new year, the shocking news was announced by Miss White to the class. Some girls

were devastated by the idea of Nico leaving them and screamed, "No, no, no! Nico, this is a joke. Right?"

"I'm arfaid not." Nico said awkwardly, "But I'll be back after a year, you know."

"But how can we survive this school life without you, Nico? It would be deadly boring again."

"Hey, come on! I'm not the one who tried to change things around here. You did, too."

"Because you are with us."

"You know it is not true, right? What we have achieved here is a bit more freedom to think, talk, act on our own ways, haven't we? You don't need anyone to tell you what to do. Right? "

"Oh, Nico, that is right...but we will miss you so much."

"I will, too. I certainly will. But this is what I want to do right now. Would you help me out?"

as Nico said, tears filling up her big and round eyes.

"Hey, she needs our support now. We've gotta give her that!" one girl shouted.

"Yeah, we will be with you no matter how far we are apart." another girl said, wiping her eyes.

"Hell ya! Ooops shouldn't have said that..." a third one said and covered her mouth with her hands

comically, making everyone laugh out loud including Nico.

Then a forth one stood up on her desk with her shoes on and lift her right arm like the Statue of Liberty

and howled, "Freedom!" and others started singing together "Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!" as they

danced around the classroom, ignoring Miss White's desparate plead, "Order! Order, girls!"

All the noise ceased when Nico put her right arm up high and declared,

"One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice

what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying. "

and added "Joan of Arc" Heartfelt ovation lasted so long with horrible headache Miss White had.

The day before the departure, Nico marched into the teacher's room alone and thanked them including Miss

White for giving her the ticket for further education while Miss White was feeling something acidly bitter on her tongue. The last word of Nico to the girls was just "Adieu."

I suppose she was busy holding back the tears.

Ethics: a pen and a dream can take you anywhere ;-)

Episode 17 Adieu!

Fri, 21 Jan 2011 12:40:29 +0900

After so many troubles Nico caused and protests from girls she raised at school, Miss White started

considering the solution every single day. She can't expell Nico from her sanctuary, school, the perfect

institution for her utopia, for no concrete evidence. Nico was just horribly annoying yet she did work hard

at her studies, gaining quite good reputation among teachers on academic performance. For Miss White,

that was another irritating fact. She needed to come up with something drastic, something mind-blowing

idea even to Nico in order to upset the situation. Nico had become a pillar of mischief, independence,

freedom at an old empire where traditions and morals used to rule. Miss White couldn't stand to see her

comfortably perfect world trembling in the balance beacuse of the girl. But she didn't have a clue what to

do with a girl with instant popularity not only among students but also among her co-workers. More

laughters in a classroom, more cheeky smiles on faces, more interactions between teachers and students, more discussions, more accidents, more problems, more protests. In other words, full of life, messy but

exciting one was back to school. Things become out of control in her view.

Our mind works strangely. When you constantly pay attention on a subject, an answer pops out

unexpectedly.

That's what happend on Miss White: Aha moment finally hit her. That was when Nico's team won the first

prise in a competition for a play that the English department organized as the core attraction of their

project in English education. Nico's group performed revised version of The Sound Of Music, having Nico

playing Maria quite comically yet eloquently. That gave the play a bit of reality, fresh appearance and

sense of entertainment. Also the effort and enthusiasm of all the cast of characters in her group were

undoubtedly evident. Consequently, they got the first prize unanimously.

Miss White didn't miss a chance to get rid of that trouble factor from her realm artfully. She congratuated

Nico as she planted a wild seed of dream into her mind. Which was the possibility to explore somewhere

she had never been, somewhere the whole new world of freedom awaited, somewhere called the united

states of America, the land of liberty! How can a girl like Nico ignore such a wild idea? Miss White

recommended her to apply for the exchange student program. It would give her one year of total freedom

and a chance to get back to her classmates if she wants to. It was the exact bottom she needed to push

to send Nico away.

Fun-loving adventuous girl's heart started dancing around with so much expectations and infinite

possibilities. Nico worked harder than ever in her entire life to be entitled to the incredible opportunity and

got the ticket to freedom.

To be continued.

Episode 16 Trick or treat, Mrs White!

Sat, 30 Oct 2010 18:28:30 +0900

Octorber is a season for a big fun for most of the girls at Moral Academy because of a school festival.

They were allowed to plan something on their own without supervised by any grown-ups. Nico was one of

the most keen committee member of the event. After the daily heated planning and discussion, they came up with a few plans, a haunted house, a tea house and a planetarium. The committee filled up numerous

papers as flawless as possible to get approval and some subsidy from PTA and turned all the documents

on time. They had done the best they could do and waited patiently.

A week later, they were notified that all of their plans were overruled by the authority for they might cause unimaginable troubles and dangers.

"What the flicking unimaginable troubles and dangers mean!" Nico screamed as she heard the bad news.

"Oh, yeah!" followed other committie members.

"Isn't it supposed to be our festival?"

"Oh, yeah, but..."

"But what?"

"But we need their approval."

"That's exactly why we planned them so carefully, didn't we? They don't have to approve all. But it is

unforgivable unfair to reject them all!"

"But..."

"Enough BUTs, girls. Enough is enough. If they reject all our plans, they should have told us the probability of the total rejection. Or they should have given us a list of possible plans they would allow us to do. Don't you think? But they told us to plan something on our own and reject them all without any negotiation or

compromise. Don't they always tell us to be independent thinker and responsible for what we have

decided?"

"True"

"Ok, Then, that's what we do."

"What do you mean?"

"We do what we have planned."

"How?"

"Well, we will turn in a 'safe' plan, which is like a display of History of Tea or something. We should

mention that we would love to serve some different types of teas along with some sweets to deepen

visitors' understanding for our research. They love such an accademic sound and would approve the plan.

And once we get the budget, we could buy some tea and sweets. We can cover whatever the deficiency by our allowance, right? It wouldn't be more than two weeks worth of Mc Donalds, I'm sure. We can share the

benefit equally. What do you say, girls?"

"What if..."

"Oh, please. No 'what if's. Don't talk like P-bloody-TA. We will notify them that we would 'serve' tea and

sweets' anyway. We just don't need to tell them about the charge. That's all. "

"Ok, then, Let's roll!"

A few days later, their plan was approved with a high complimant.

On the festival day, there was a long queue in front of their Tea House. They all got spotless white

aprons on and serve the tea and sweets in a lady-like manner and even Mrs White was so impressed and proud of their behavior and said,

"Miss Bloomer, I'm quite impressed with your research and the manner you serve the tea for your guests."

"Oh, Mrs White. I'm honored. Thank you."

Nico served her some tea and sweet as she smiled. As Mrs White left the room, Nico said to

Mrs White, "Trick-or-Treat!"

The profit they made on the day was enough for a big party at Mc Donalds. They shouted,

"Trick AND Treat!

Moral:　Cross that bridge when we come to it!

Episode15: Duck Training

Mon, 11 Oct 2010 20:05:51 +0900

Some grown-ups still innocently believe kids would behave if they warn them enough or just simply tell

them what to do. However, those ones are blind to a crucial human nature: We tend to do what we are told

NOT to do. Nico is more human than most of human beings.

One day,Mrs White announced about a phone call, reporting that some of students at the accademy went

into a hamburgar shop nearby the station. As she glared at students, she squeaked,

"Girls, this is a great opportunity to make sure that all of you understand this fact that we DO NOT allow

any students for any reasons to stop by any places on the way home. That is unless we have an official

notification from your parents. The witnessed violators of the rule would be expeled without any

exceptions. Am I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Sir." Nico screamed.

"Very well, Miss Bloomer. I hope you really mean it."

"Certainly, Sir!"

She said that "Sir" again with a soldier-like manner. And all the other students giggled.

Mrs White said,

"Miss Bloomer. You think you are funnier than you really are, aren't you? You will be sorry. Oh, yes, you

will."

"I'll make sure not to be, Mrs White. Thank you very much."

"Miss Bloomer, remember I'm watching you." She said as she left the classroom.

At the moment, Nico got a brilliant idea how to avoid getting caught when she enjoyed her evening snack

at a lacal hamburger shop with the gangs.

She gathered the gangs and sais,

"Hey, this is a big challenge. We should be prepared for a state of emergency!"

"What do you mean, Nico?" One of the gangs asked.

"I think Miss White would try to watch us more vigilantly and would use all her network to catch us having a good time at our joint from now on."

"Oh, no."

"No worries, mates! All we need to do is a little training for an emergency."

"What do we do?" the gangs asked excitedly.

"Ok. This is my plan. Our seats are in the upstairs, right? Mrs White wouldn't bother to buy something to

eat to check on us everyday. She would just peek up through the window from the street, I reckon. She can't find us if we go under the table as quick as possible. So, we practice to do so when I give a cue. "

It was crazy but fun enough idea for all the gangs to follow. That's how they sterted their training days.

In the morning before the class starts, they practiced ducking as Nico gave a cue, "White Alarm!" Even

during lunch break, Nico sometimes gave the cue. And eventually more girls wanted to join their deadly

serious game. The training days went on for a while and all the girls mastered how to duck within a few

seconds.

After the training day, Nico and the gangs went back to their joint the first time in a month. While they

indulged in tasting the juicy hamburgers, they had a chance to put their skill into practice. Nico,

the clairvoyante, detected Mrs White, the teacher from hell, on the street just before she takes a peek

through the window and said,

"White Alarm!"

Mrs White didn't find anyone: The gangs enjoyed their hambergers fully till the last bite.

Morals: Lay up for a rainny day and you won't be SORRY.

Episode 14

Sat, 02 Oct 2010 20:56:26 +0900

Even Nico had a quite mellow day. On such a day, she didn't come up with any tricks or any fan ideas. But all the girls always expected her to do something funny or surprising and she hated to make them

disappointed. She would make some funny faces to entertain them during painfully boring classes but those didn't meet her standard. She thought to herself,

"Well, this is so-called burnout. I've got to go there."

"there" means the nurse's room where one of the coolest teacher awaited students give some real care.

Mrs Brown was her name. Nico respected her for her magical skill to read girls' minds. Mrs Brown could

tell what the problem was just by looking at student's face and exchange a few words. That was quite magical to Nico. The coolest character of her was that she never showed her nagative emotions. She was one

of the happiest and calmest and the most charming grown-ups Nico knew. Mrs Brown didn't put the cheesy and disgusting fake smile on her face. Her smiles were always genuine to Nico. She also had a great sense of humor. She reminded Nico of her grandma who never failed to make her laugh or smile. Nico felt safe

and comfy with Mrs Brown. She even faked sick when she needed a break from being Nico, the cheeky girl.

Having had the skill to see the real problem of the person, Mrs Brown must have known her sickness

wasn't real. But she always treated Nico like her friend and welcomed her with a cup of tea. Nico felt

refreshed whenever she had her tea. Nico secretly believed Mrs Brown was a witch, the good one and she put something magical in it. All the unpleasant feelings would vanish and the big cheeky smile came back on her face with the first sip. Once Nico asked her what kind of tea it was and she answered,

"It is a top secret, Nico. I'll give you the recipe when you graduate this school. But you must promise me to graduate. Ok?"

"Yes, of course, Mrs Brown. But I think it is not up to me, you know. I'm afraid some teachers hate me

being who I am."

"Oh, nonsense. How can anyone hate such a lovely girl. You have a beautiful soul. All you need to know is we are all unique individuals and we should respect each other."

"Yes, I understand. Sometimes I get carried away and do something unrespectable to some teachers. But they are sometimes unreasonable as well.

"Oh, yes. I know that but it doesn't mean you can be unreasonable to them, too. Your harmless tricks are

laughable but they can be annoying to others, you know."

"Yes, indeed, it seems so."

"But Nico remember you are loved so that you can love others. When you can love even the ones you don't like, you would be a real champion. But I haven't achieved the goal yet. Don't you dare to outgrow me."

They chuckled together. Time with Mrs Brown was always like that, peaceful and relaxing. The first cookies Nico ever baked was given to Mrs Brown, the loveliest teacher of all. Nico often brought some sweets to

the nurse's room and Mrs Brown looked absolutely pleased to have a company with something to nibble

with her afternoon tea. Of course, bringing sweets was prohibited by the book of rules but according to Mrs Brown,

"There are always some exceptions and this is one of them."

On the little burnout day, Nico went to see her with some brownies she baked on the previous day. They

sure had a delicious afternoon.

Moral: Good company makes the road shorter and surely brighter

Episode 13

Sun, 26 Sep 2010 09:20:02 +0900

The Sport Day is one of the big event at Moral Academy. Tecahers, students as well as parents looked forward to it except one girl, Nico. It was just a day she got a heavy price to pay due to her daily behavior. It

was the day Nico had to feel embarrasshed. No teachers, parents, students could bother her as much as

her own mum. Her mum was the original cheeky girl, a powerful goddess of impishness. She came to

school with incredibly flashy outfit & enthusiasm. She was the loudest cheerer of all and her voice echoed thoughout the sport ground. She went "Oh, girl! Go! Great job! YES!" as loud as possible, jumping up and

down and waving her arms. That was even when Nico came the third or forth out of 5 runners.

"Oh, not again." Nico thought to herself.

All the teachers grinned at her and said

"Miss Bloomer, you got such an enthusiastic fan. How lucky!"

Nico thought "Shut up!" She just wanted to hide in a cave or somewhere till the whole event finished.

The worst moment of the day was when her mum joined the game for PTA. They always had the famously

ridicuous egg race. No cool dads and mums did that but her mum was one of the regulars. Every step she

screamed,

"Ooops, Oh, no. Stop. Don't move. Please!"

to the egg on a spoon as she carried it with her unrealistically wabbly feet. It was all amusing to others but Nico. She loved to make people laugh but not to be laughed at. The egg race was just a long nightmare for

her. She wished her mum was just a neighbour or a stranger. Then she could be funny and even adorable as a nut case but as her own mum, her excessive happiness wasn't funny at all.

The sport day was the only day Nico didn't talk much and behave herself, thinking,

"Just this once, please, please, say no more, mum." all day long. It was the most exhausting and

nerve-racking day of all.

Moral: No amount of regret will mend matters.

Episode 12

Fri, 24 Sep 2010 11:18:12 +0900

When you are in a certain period of life like adolescence, your appetite for pretty much everything get

unhealthily emormous, especially for food. Nico was always hungry. The homemade lunch would be gone by the second class and she was the first to arrive at the school cafeteria. While most girls started

concerning with their body size, her biggest concern was the size of potato in the lovely curry they serve

at the cafeteria. The bigger is certainly better. She was the happiest when she gets presumably the biggest potato in her curry. It represents the luck of the day. Which means more tricks without getting busted.

One day, she gazed at the sky before the lunch break. As her stomach started making a big sound, she wondered what if she got the whole potato in her curry. A big potato island in the brown spicy sea was one of

the loveliest image to her. It would be a win-win situation as well. The cooks need less work and lucky

one of the day gets a big satisfaction. Putting a few whole potatoes in curry wouldn't hurt anything, she thought.

As soon as she got to the cafeteria, she aksed one of the servers, who seemed always bubbly,

"Hi, ma'am. lovely day, isn't it? How are you?"

"It is sweet of you to ask me that. I'm fine. Thank you. You?"

"great! I'm about to enjoy your beautiful curry, ma'am. "

"Oh, that is good to know. You are a big fan of it, aren't ya?"

"I sure am."

"Ok. For the big fan, I'll give a little extra potato. Here you go. "

"Oh, you are the best. Potatos in this curry is my favorite. I can never get tired of them."

"Oh, Good, girl. Nowadays, girls don't eat so much. It is sad, you know. We always have to dump some of

curry. I'm glad to hear we still have a big fan. Bon appetit!"

"Say, ma'am. Is that true that you dump the lovely curry?"

"Oh, yeah. pathetic, isn't it?"

"Yes indeed. That is ridiculous!! Hey! I have an idea to make this curry more popular with other girls, ma'am."

"Is that so? What is it?"

"Well, just a simple idea. You don't need to do anything special. Just put a few whole

potatoes in the big pot. And leave everything to me. I would start telling others about the "Lucky Potato".

Some lucky girls who get a whole potato in their curry can get total luck and their wish would come true.

They love that stuff and surely would tell others about that, you know. Their chatty mouths are the best

advertisement!"

"Oh, yeah. That is an excellent idea, girl! That sounds fan and harmless."

"Of course, it will be harmless but we must keep this conversation as our little secret."

"Got it, girl. We'll give it a try from tomorrow. OK?"

She winked at Nico and gave her another potato treat.

"Ta!!!."

Nico said excitedly and enjoyed her extra potatoes.

As soon as she went back to her classroom, she told the chattiest mouth about the "Lucky Potato". Nico

said to her,

"Hey, I've heard an amazingly story today at the cafeteria from the servers. It is a top-secret legend that has been passed on from generation to generation."

" really? What is it, Nico?" Her face sparkled.

"Umm...Promise me you don't tell it to anyone."

"Yes. Please, Nico."

"Ok. You really promise?"

"Cut it out. Tell me!"

"All right. Gee...You are curious, aren't ya?"

Nico told the "legendary lucky potato" and within a few seconds, the story was spread out throughout the

school.

Next day, there was a long queue for curry and of course Nico got one of the whole potato she dreamed of

in her curry as the privilege of the mother of the legend.

Moral: Ask, you shall receive with a bit of luck

Episode 11

Fri, 17 Sep 2010 14:16:55 +0900

Every Wednesday was a torture for girls at Moral Academy. They had to sit still for an hour, listening to

the long boring speech of the principal. Sometimes they had a gust speaker but they said exactly the same thing in slightly different ways: How to be good. Once Nico asked to one of the gurst speaker when he

allowed students to ask him questions,

"What is good?"

"That is a good question. Being good means that you are kind and considerate of others."

He amswered proudly. And Nico said,

"I didn't ask you how to be good. I think I've heard that trillion times. I asked you what good exactly is."

"hmmm...good is kindness or wisdom or...It is hard to define 'good' in a word."

"How would you expect a girl to understand what is good or not if it is so difficult to explain?"

As soon as she said that, the principal interrupted the conversation, saying,

"That is a ridiculous thing to say, Miss Bloomer. " Then he turned at the guest speaker and said,

"Please don't take her seriously. She loves making fun of everyone. I apologize for her misbehave."

"No, I am serious." Nico protested as she was taken to the principal's office by a few teachers.

It was the time she confirmed that most of grown-ups said something they didn't mean at all. It was a 'good'

to know for all of her tall tales were not so bad in comparison with insincere words. From the day on, her

tall tales became her reality. When she was late for school, she always made up a story for teachers never believed her words no matter what she said, anyway. Once she said,

"I'm sorry to be late. The floor of a train fall out." or

"A herd of sheep was crossing the street." or

"I stumbled down the stairs at home and passed out for a while."or

"Our entrace door was buried under snow." or

"There was a humongous snake sitting at the school gate and was scared to get in."

Some of her stories started a fuss but usually they got some giggles from girls and very unhappy faces

from teachers.

One day, Mrs White got really furious at her when she came to school in a pretty summer dress.

"Miss Bloomer, you must be aware the school dress code. You are NOT allowed to wear that! You would be suspended if you don't stop misbehaving."

"I don't mean to against the dress code. But my uniform was drenched because I fell into a pond on the way

to school. I rushed home back and changed my clothes."

"Miss Bloomer, I'm sick of your stupid lies. Who would believe you?"

"I certainly would."

"Shame on you, Miss Bloomer. It is rude to ridicule what others say."

"Mrs White, I am serious about every word I say and I believe in what I said. Do you still call me a lier?"

"Yes, beacuse it is not true."

"What if it is true to me?"

"Who cares about your truth, Miss Bloomer. The school rules are the truth."

"Says who?"

" You must be careful how you talk with your teacher, Miss Bloomer. You've been outrageous."

"If believing in my words is outrageous, what can possibly right?"

"Enough nonsense. Go to the principal's office."

As Nico walked to the office, she thought to herself,

"Which is the difference between, a lier and a hypocrite? I must ask her that next time."

Moral: ONLY children and fools speak the truth.

Episode 10 A Little Bubbly Romance

Thu, 16 Sep 2010 12:12:38 +0900

Every single high school girl has a tendency to overrate a tale of romance. Some strongly believes in "and they lived happily ever after." stories. Nico was one of them. She truly thought one day a gorgeous prince

on a white hourse would come and take her to the never-never land. Everything was bearable when she

wandered in the land of imagination. Mrs White played a perfect mean witch. When Nico started

daydreaming in a fairy-tale world, where Nico was a poor princess imprisoned in a castle tower by a mean witch, waiting for a heroic rescue, she could even enjoy Mrs White's presence. The little happy smile on

her face was a big bother to those who had no idea what was going on in her mind.

Although Nico didn't believe such a romance could happen in the real world, it surely did one day. It was

when she went to a school festival at a boy's school nearby. She met the prince in her dream. He wasn't on a white house but he was absolutely gorgeous with twinkling eyes and a Hollywoodish smile. He was

perfect from head to toe in her eyes. The world stopped as he smiled at her, saying

"Would you like some sweets? We have some cake and candies at our cafe."

"Excuse me?" She couldn't comprehend what he said.

"I said if you would like to have some cake, Miss."

(Oh, he calls me Miss...How lovely.) she thought to herself.

"Are you ok? " He looked puzzled to see her mysterious grin on her face. Nico returned to her senses and

said,

"Sorry. I must be a bit tired. That's all. What did you say again?"

He gave her the beautiful smile again and said,

"Would you like some cake?"

"Oh, yes indeed, I mean no, yes, no."

Nico wanted to die on the spot, looking like an apple, totally red-faced. He laughed cheerfully and took her

hand,

"Yes means no and no means yes, right. Stop the game and come on in. I'll take you to the table. You'll

enjoy our cake and tea. Everything on the menu is yummy. We baked them in this morning for a cute girl

like you."

(Did he just say "c" word? OMG!OMG!OMG!) Even her feet melted, at least, that was how she felt.

"Can I ask your name, cutie?"

"ahhhhhh..."

"You are not Ahhh, aren't ya? " He giggled. Nico seriously thought she would pass out but somehow

managed to squeeze her voice out,

"Nnnico."

"Hey, Nnnico, nice to meet ya. I'm Mic."

She vaguely recall how she managed to wash the cake down to her throat and had a little more talk with him. She must have done something right because there was a note in her hand after a few trippy hours with the boy. On the note, some numbers were written. And she surely heard the last line of him,

"Give us a ring sometime, Nnnico. We could go to a cinema or something."

She was almost unconscious, especially when he gave her a big hug as she left the cafe. She didn't

remember at all how she managed to get home from the school. All she remembered was the incredibly

fast heartbeat of herself. She said to herself,

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you, Nico?"

A few days later, after sitting in front of the telephone, she finally managed to give him a ring. She almost had a heart attack when he snwered the phone and hung up.

"Oh, no, You stupid!" She shouted at herself. Then she made a final attempt. If she couldn't say a word, she wouldn't have made an arrengement for her first date.

The night before the first date, she couldn't sleep at all. No food went down her throat and she was

absolutely nervous. She said to her mum,

"Mum, Have you ever got gigantic dragonflies in your stomach?"

She chuckled and answered,

"You mean butterflies, dear."

"No, they are not so elegant, mum."

"Don't worry, sweetie. You'll be fine. Have a good time!"

(Oh, I wish!)

In front of the theater, Mic was waiting for her with a rose in his hand. It was too much and she felt

something hot coming out of her nose. Yes. Her nose started bleeding at the worst moment. She spent next half an hour on the sofa in the lobby while the boy of her dream giggled. It was the longest 30 min. in her entire life. She was so upset that her stomach started making a weird loud sound. She wanted to destroy the whole world at the moment when he said,

"Nico, you must be hungry. Let's eat something. Your nose seems to be ok now."

As he took her hand to get her up from the sofa, unimaginable event occurred. Her lower cheeks made

the most embarrasing and horrifying sound. It was so loud that nobody couldn't ignore. He burst out laughing

and said,

"Good shot!"

It was the end of her first date. She couldn't dare to try another one for more than a few years.

Moral: Love is Blind but not Deaf.

Episode 9 Can't get enough of it!

Mon, 13 Sep 2010 11:58:02 +0900

Some people sacrifice their lives for some degnified reasons. Some may do so for their countries. Some for families, love, friendships, works and so on. For Nico, it was little giggles that she got by tickling other's funny bone. The sound of giggles is the loveliest sound of all to her ears. She wouldn't mind at all to do some

extra works for the reward.

It was the month of one of the big events at her school, The Sport Day. For some reasons, all the teachers and some students took a great pride in the event, especially a performance called "Cheering battle."

All the girls had to practice daily until they get the brilliantly synchronized performance. After school, all the pleasuable lazy hours were consumed by the long and painful practice. What Nico can't stand is anything called routine work. And the practice was nothing but one of them. Every single day, all the girls had to

work on their performance for a few hours for a month. It seemed a decade or even a century for Nico to

see those serious faces of teachers, yelling at them while students got sweaty and smelly to do their

tasks. It turned out to be just like a long lasting nightmare since Nico was not good at a team sport. She was always a bit too fast or too slow whatever the movement she made. So, she was the one who destroy the harmony.

"Harmony, my ass!"

She mumbled one time after the long preach of the importance of it by Mrs White.

Her ears never let Nico's words go.

"Excuse me, Miss Bloomer. Would you like say something?"

Nico went,

"No, ma'am. No. Nothing at all. I'm quite happy here."

"Oh, it is quite lucky of you. However, unfortunately, we are not as happy as you are about your poor

performance. Perhaps you need some private lessons during the lunch break. Let's start it from tomorrow."

"Damn!"

It came out before Nico covered her mouth with her hands. she ended up taking another painfully long hour of moral lesson at the principal office.

From the day on, all her fun hours at school were exploited with millions of "Oh. no. You are awful. One

more go, Miss Bloomer!" Nico got really sick of being a slave for a stupid performance which she didn't take interest at all. She needed a good giggle to get over the traumatic experience.

On the night before the very last day of the practice, Nico was busy for preparation. The preparation for a

good giggle, possibly great giggles. On the last day, Mrs White told Nico to perform her moves she had

learned in front of the class, of course, in order to make Nico embarassmed. Mrs White was amazingly

excellent at finding faults of her students and genius at making them feel terrible. Nico thought to herself,

"If she is gonna make me a laugh, I might as well give it a big one."

And she worked for long hours for the preparation on the night.

Next day, she danced into the classroom and put the sportswear she "prepared" on the previous night very quickly and danced out of the classroom with a blink. Whe all the girls lined up in front of all the teachers for the final practice, Mrs White announced,

"Girls, Miss Bloomer has been practicing quite hard and would like to show you all how hard she has worked today. "

The girls cheered. Then, Miss White called Nico to the front.

As Nico walked to the front, some giggles started. And by the time she got to the front, the whole school started laughing at her.

"Quiet! Order, girls! Order! What is wrong with you!"

Mrs White shouted at them but it was out of control. Most girls started laughing out loud. Some tried to strifle their laughter so hard that tears came out of their eyes.

She found out the cause as she looked at Nico. She was standing in front of the students, showing her shorts patched with upside-down heart-shaped red cloth on the bottom part.

Nico looked at the furious face of Miss White and said,

"It was the only cloth I got at home. I had to mend this shorts with it for I found a big hole on it. Perhaps it was from the extra practices I have done even at home in order to get better... "

The great giggle last all day long. It was Miss White's turn to have a day like a long never-ending nightmare.

Moral: What goes around, comes around.