Prison School (監獄学園)

Andre!

He's not looking too good.

Shrug it off!

-- --

What's the big idea?!

Who said you maggots could take a break?

Hachimitsu Private Academy.

A boarding school known as much for its strict discipline policy

as its stellar record for college prep.

But the turbulence of a new system

would shake the campus to its core.

I heard there were, like, a ton of babes here

before I enrolled.

And to be honest, that's why I signed up, man.

Two hundred chicks to each one of us!

That's outrageous!

I like those odds!

I had so many dreams to live out after I enrolled.

Like losing your V-card

before spring even set in?

Never mind my virginity,

I haven't even gathered the courage

to talk to a single chick--

Will you fools hold your tongues?!

You're making it hard to concentrate!

Hard to concentrate on what?

Do you jest, sir?!

Watching for upskirts and nip-slips!

So, uh... Have you guys talked to any girls yet?

Nary a one!

Same as Four-Eyes.

No. It's too hard.

So the five of us have talked to zero girls.

--That's just pathetic. --

Hachimitsu Private Academy

has always been a school for girls.

This is the first time in history they've gone co-ed.

Wonder why the new Council Chairman

changed the policy when they took over admin.

All right, it's time.

I'm gonna go talk to one of these girls.

Don't rock the boat!

Just sit here and watch in silence!

-- --You don't wanna risk

making the girls hate you on the first day, man.

Shingo's right. You should bide your time.

Shut up!

Life's too short to chicken out!

And step one of getting laid

is finding the balls to talk to girls!

Carpe diem, my brothers.

And she has the nerve to say I'm a bitch?

-- Right on. -- Huh?

So, uh... I'm new, so...

Shit! I didn't have anything planned for this part!

Yeah, new guy... And, like, stuff.

Your hair's cool!

Hey, can I talk to you girls for a minute?

Uh...

Didn't I tell him it was a terrible idea?

I, myself, have tried in earnest to speak with them.

But not a single fair maiden would deign to speak back to me!

Yeah, but what if that's 'cause you're a weirdo loser?

My mom thinks I'm cool!

Crash and burn, dudes.

Verily! He suffered the same fate!

Our feeble attempt to curry favor has failed!

What was it you wanted to talk to us about?

The notice that was being passed around

yesterday... Did you see it?

The thing about the Underground Student Council?

I thought it was just some weird joke.

If only it was that simple.

In any case, if I were you,

I wouldn't talk to the boys when the crows are around.

Not if you want to survive your time at school, that is.

Being stuck in class is stressing me out.

It's weird being the only boy in the room.

Aw, man...

Way to be inconspicuous, idiot.

Uh...

Raiden...

...Tame'emon.

Thanks a ton for this stupid eraser, mom!

Now the cutest girl in class thinks I like watching

fat dudes slamming into each other!

--This sucks royally! --

-- So, hey... --

Sumo... A-Are you a fan?

You have the same eraser that I do.

Sumo?

It's the coolest!

What could be keeping Sir Kiyoshi?

What if he's with a girl?

Nah, that's not very likely.

M-Maybe he has an upset tummy.

Now that you mention it, he does look the sort

to have infirmity of the bowels.

We talked about sumo wrestling.

I don't think Kiyoshi's coming.

He's with a broad.

Fat chance! On day one?

Maybe he's on the potty.

Now that you mention it,

he does look the sort to have explosive diarrhea.

And then we... kept talking about sumo wrestling.

It's so cool that we're both super into sumo.

I know, right? What're the odds?

I just kept repeating crap I heard my mom say.

So, Kiyoshi...

How would you like to start a school league?

If I don't have to participate,

and can watch from the sidelines, then count me in!

You mean it?

There is a big tournament coming up...

So would you like to go with me?!

...Or not! No pressure or anything.

I'll go! That sounds awesome!

Su-more of you later.

So friggin' cute!

Whatever it is you're doing over there, buddy,

knock it off.

You're creeping me out, dude.

You didn't hear a single thing we said.

Sorry, man. What are we talking about?

I told you!

Go peeping?!

Shut up, bro! Not so loud!

And where is this going down?

We're scoping out the girls' baths.

--We're allowed?! --'Course not, dumb ass!

Damn, it sounded fun!

What, have you seen a real live girl's bongos before?

No.

I haven't either!

Sir Kiyoshi, have you ever seen a lady's rump

in the flesh, as they say?

Muff! Coochie! Vagina!

Word up.

Shit! He's becoming a zombie!

No, he's not turning;

he just has some gross-ass canker sores.

Brassieres and derriere...

--Then all the way "down there." --

Let's go.

Now, dear friends, the stage is set.

Let us go forth post haste.

One for all, and all for one!

And of course...

Death to all traitors!

Tonight, we strike!

According to my research,

Class 1-1 has a disproportionate amount

--of sextra hot talent! --Yeah?

Class One-one?

That's my class...

...which means...

...Chiyo!

She's-- She's gonna be in there!

Damn it! No way in hell!

I can't let this batch of cretins see Chiyo naked!

I already put in my time!

--But if I say anything... -- Kill! Kill! Kill!

What do I do?

Eros or Thanatos?

So tell me...

How exactly are we gonna peep from here?

Oh damn, what a shame!

I really wanted to see some naked girls and stuff...

...but I guess we'd better

--turn around-- -- Never fear!

Because technology is here.

So we're rockin' videophones now?

Indeed.

We lower this phone down using a rope,

while we stealthily relish the view of the girl's changing room

via the unit up here!

Whoa, hold on! Not so fast, bro!

We must strike now with what we have at our disposal!

Fortune favors the bold!

See anything?

-- --Hey, guys, let's just

call it quits, okay?

There's no way I'm gonna let these idiots

see Chiyo naked before I get the chance to!

How hard would it be to push them all over the edge?

Huh...?

It's Chiyo!

If she's down there, then the coast is clear!

-- -- Okay!

Have it your way.

It's like they say, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

Now hand me that rope, Four-Eyes.

There. I'll lower it down nice and steady,

and you guys can take first watch.

Well, sir, that is your phone on the line.

So it's best for you to be the one

--to handle it. --Yeah, leave it to me.

It's my phone, after all.

Uh-- My phone?!