Strike Witches: Black Masks

Chapter 11: Fast, Big, Soft

Date: June 7th, 1944
Location: Dover, Britannnia, Europe

It is now morning. The sun is up, ready for the new day. In her room, Yoshika is having a dream, which is making her move around in her bed, messing up the blanket. She's wearing a green/grey kimono. "Uh... uh.. wait... what are you doing?" She grips the sheet. "No... don't..." She lays on her right. "Lynne...George...come on... Oh wow... they're huge..." A horn is heard. It's time for everyone to wake up.

Yoshika awakens and falls off her bed. She gasps and screams. Outside, Keita and Mio are meditating and swinging a katana, respectively. They look to the base when they heard a crash.

George and Lynette are standing by next to Yoshika's door, wearing only a pair of boxers, a bird mask, white panties, and a pink shirt. "Are you okay?" "Yoshika, what's going on in there?" Lynette opens the door and the two see the brunette moving her legs around while her head is on the wooden floor. Her lower body falls down, making the two flinch when they hear her body hit the flor. "Are you alright?" "Can you move?"

Yoshika is rubbing her rear with her eyes closed. "Ah... I'm fine... I fell." he looks to her left with her left eye open. "I know." "We noticed." They walk to her. "I um... I had a dream about us..." Yoshika gasps when the two get close to her. "What was it about?" "I'm curious too." Yoshika looks at Lynette's cleavage and George's bare chest. She turns red. She looks up to their faces. "Uh.. It was nothing! I don't know! I can't remember!" She panics and shakes her head while holding up her hands. "Is it okay if you just forget?" She grabs the blanket and covers herself with it. "Oh, I swear I didn't see anything." She looks down and then up to them. Lynette smiles a little and the two slightly tilt their heads.

With them now fully dressed, they walk along a hallway. Yoshika sighs while staying behind George and Lynette. The light brunette looks back to her. "It's funny: You never stop working, do you?" "You do seem dedicated." Yoshika looks at them. "Huh? What? Of course I do, sillies." She blushes and waves her hands. She brings her hands down. "I mean last night. You were dreaming that we were in formation together." "Mhmm." George nods. "Wait.. Wait, what?" She raises her hands for a second and brings them back down. "Oh yeah... that." She brings up her right hand and points her index upward. "You mean training. That's all we were doing. Just some training, yup." "I know. That's what I mean. You're training, even in your sleep. No wonder you're good." "But um... hopefully after yesterday, you could get some real rest. We just fought the Neuroi, so you can forget about fighting them for a while."

Why did I dream about that? It's so weird... thought the Fusōan brunette as she closes her eyes while walking. She opens her eyes and looks at Lynette's chest, along with George's. She's blushing. It felt so real. They felt real. Lynne's breasts and George's were... She goes to reach for Lynette's since she's next to her. In my dream, I could- "Hey, Miyafuji!" Yoshika smiles and gasps and when she hears her name. "It's not what you think!" She turns to the voice and reaches out."

She grabs the chest of someone in a white uniform jacket. Yoshika is looking down with her eyes closed. She opens her eyes and looks up. She sees Mio and gasps. Next to her is Keita who just sighs and facepalms. Mio seems unaffected by the situation. She closes her eyes and looks down. "Are you amused with yourself?" Yoshika pulls her hands back and screams. Lynette and George look at them. "I didn't even see you there." "I could say the same thing." "Me neither! I'm so sorry!" "You are slacking." Mio brings up her sheathed katana. She draws out the blade a little. Yoshika gets nervous and looks to Keita just slightly bows. She turns to Mio again. George and Lynette get kinda scared while Yoshika brings her hands near her chest and gets afraid.

Whack!

Yoshika has her hands on her head. George and Lynette have their hands on hers as well, Lynette rubbing with her left and George patting her with his right. "Huuuhhhh..." She opens her eyes and looks to her left, smiling. Lynette gasps and the two stop. "We're going to the beach?" "That's right. We leave tomorrow morning." "We're going to the eastern coast of this island. So be prepared." They, along with the rest of the 501st and Black Masks, are in a large room that consists of a clock, two dresser/cabinets, several portraits, a couple of couches, and chairs, a red rug, and a table. There's also a few plants, a small night stand, and a set of stairs. "Oh right! The beach! I love the beach!" She gets up and says this while spreading out her arms. The light brunette and bird mask wearer just look up at her. She looks down and sees that the Witches don't give a single reaction. The Black Masks don't move an inch while sitting on some chairs and couches. She can't see their emotions because of their gas masks. She also sees that Hartmann is sitting on a step of the stairs. "Don't you guys love the sea too?"