The Art of Napping; Monday, First Period [08/03].

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When the students came into the danger shop for its continual ironic use for a napping class, they would find themselves in a heavily forested mountain valley, with a quietly babbling stream feeding a large calm lake, the shores of which were peppered with weeping willows and open pagodas. At the center of the lake, accessable by a small arched wooden bridge, was a pagoda larger than the others, and there they would find the instructor, reclined comfortably, and already napping.

With, apparently, no sign of actually waking up from said nap any time soon.

So it would seem that whatever happened next would be entirely up to them, as there was certainly nothing by way of instruction coming from the soft, steady breathing of Shunsui's studious slumber.