Shrugging, Kotone turned around--baring the much more extensive artwork, dominated by a coiling dragon, that adorned her back--and began to put her clothing back on. Still facing away from her white-haired roommate, she started to speak. "Yes, the rumours are true. My father runs a [i]ninkyou dantai[/i], and that is why my body is as much a canvas as anything the art club works on. This can be used as an excuse to move room--it happened multiple times last year."

Silently, and now dressed appropriately for lessons, she turned to the stack of posters on her desk and began sorting through them, picking which would adorn her half of the room this year--and who knew, she might get to put the rest up. A handful of expensive-looking cars and motorbikes, [url=http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/183/6/c/Kamen_Rider_OOO_TaToBa_Form_by_blakehunter.jpg]one rather inexplicable guy in a plastic outfit[/url], and then... a series of posters, all of foreign bands. [url=http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61KhRrkbJOL.jpg]Trans-Siberian Orchestra,[/url] [url=http://www.panicposters.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/f63dc5ec28f3175f8a7f615bd217eb71/P/P/PP769.jpg]Metallica[/url], and [url=http://addictedtovinyl.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/twisted-undertheblade.jpg]a band with fairly ridiculous hair.[/url]

[hider=Explanation]Ninkyou Dantai = Chivalrous Organisation. AKA, how yakuza refer to themselves (the government goes for bouryokudan--violence group).[/hider]