At last Tsuchi was truly able to say he had his back to the wall. The sight of his face staring back had nearly made him drop the clipboard he was holding, as his fingers fumbled. Doggedly, he held onto it as he attempted to come to grips with seeing himself on the poster. Some apocolaypse hooey with his head badly superimposed onto some action hero. With muscles.

He put his face close to his ear. It amazed him to see that he could actually look presentable, at least to other people. Here was the embarrassment he had been seeking - expecting - ever since he had come to this school.

"Oh, that's excellent," he said, almost crying out at his appearance. "I have to look forward to a lifetime of this, sir?"