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== Summary == | == Summary == | ||
<blockquote>"What are you doing?" Keitaro was already calling, as he broke into a jog across the parking lot, his furrowed brow sharpening into a full-fledged scowl. "Stop that! Let him go!" | From [https://delicious.com/link/bf8928de4bf2b8236d1641b375cbc38d delicious.com]: "Unexpectedly complex story of a teacher being bullied by a student. Bizarrely endearing" | ||
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At the sound of an adult's voice the boys broke apart, milling away from the one at the center of the cluster in an effort to look casual. It was Nakamura, he saw, and supposed he should have known; the small boy had a purpled black eye, a trickle of blood running from his lip, and a dazed expression, and was groping vaguely for the pair of glasses lying on the asphalt not far from his hand. Keitaro strode into the semi-circle of teenagers and scooped them up, handing them to Nakamura and helping him to his feet.</blockquote> | <blockquote>"What are you doing?" Keitaro was already calling, as he broke into a jog across the parking lot, his furrowed brow sharpening into a full-fledged scowl. "Stop that! Let him go!"<br /><br />At the sound of an adult's voice the boys broke apart, milling away from the one at the center of the cluster in an effort to look casual. It was Nakamura, he saw, and supposed he should have known; the small boy had a purpled black eye, a trickle of blood running from his lip, and a dazed expression, and was groping vaguely for the pair of glasses lying on the asphalt not far from his hand. Keitaro strode into the semi-circle of teenagers and scooped them up, handing them to Nakamura and helping him to his feet.</blockquote> | ||
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== External Reviews == | == External Reviews == | ||
*http://cheloya.dreamwidth.org/228440.html: "Uhhhh, bullying, dub-con, student/teacher, you have been warned???" | |||
*http://demoerin.livejournal.com/26896.html: '"Student/teacher", or "FETISH FETISH FETISH"... More tasteful than I make it sound, honest.' | |||
*[http://pinboard.in/u:jedusaur/b:1a49205c05fd pinboard.in]: "ohhh man, this is my favorite kind of guilty-pleasure power imbalance--where the one with power is the one who gets seduced." | |||
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Latest revision as of 18:00, 20 November 2014
Lunch Money is a story written by Tsukizubon Saruko. It originally ran in Issue 3 at http://s2b2.livejournal.com/8265.html, and is mirrored at http://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/lunch-money/.
Summary
From delicious.com: "Unexpectedly complex story of a teacher being bullied by a student. Bizarrely endearing"
"What are you doing?" Keitaro was already calling, as he broke into a jog across the parking lot, his furrowed brow sharpening into a full-fledged scowl. "Stop that! Let him go!"
At the sound of an adult's voice the boys broke apart, milling away from the one at the center of the cluster in an effort to look casual. It was Nakamura, he saw, and supposed he should have known; the small boy had a purpled black eye, a trickle of blood running from his lip, and a dazed expression, and was groping vaguely for the pair of glasses lying on the asphalt not far from his hand. Keitaro strode into the semi-circle of teenagers and scooped them up, handing them to Nakamura and helping him to his feet.
External Reviews
- http://cheloya.dreamwidth.org/228440.html: "Uhhhh, bullying, dub-con, student/teacher, you have been warned???"
- http://demoerin.livejournal.com/26896.html: '"Student/teacher", or "FETISH FETISH FETISH"... More tasteful than I make it sound, honest.'
- pinboard.in: "ohhh man, this is my favorite kind of guilty-pleasure power imbalance--where the one with power is the one who gets seduced."
