[i]'[color=bc8dbf][s]I'm beginning to dislike this arduous situation. What makes her think I want to compensate for her inability to plan properly? Does she want me to ask her if she wants to accompany me to the festival or something? Doesn't she know that other people have their own problems to deal with? Self-sufficiency is a virtue, after all.[/s][/color]'[/i]

"[color=a2d39c]Mmm, sure[/color]," Hideaki answered, suppressed pessimism hammering against his consciousness like water trying to escape a dam, "[color=a2d39c]It's no skin off my back[/color]." The upperclassmen put a hand to his chin in thought. Within the poisonous cesspool of his mind was a surprising amount of actual thought put into helping this girl. Credibility must be retained, after all, and besides, it was like his mother said: if you were going to do something, you do it right the first time. Unfortunately, though he'd much rather not bring her to help with the class president's operation, given his own motivations were not exactly out of charity, it seemed to be the only option that wasn't a rather blatant 'screw off' on his part.  

"[color=bc8dbf]You could come with me to help the class pres[/color]," Hideaki suggested, finger pointed upward in representation of his 'new' idea, "[color=bc8dbf]I'm sure she'll need all the help she can get. From what I've heard, it looks like all her usual help left for the summer[/color]." He shrugged, "[color=a2d39c]That's the best I can come up with at the moment, unless you want to stay at home[/color]." 

The young bowman resumed walking away from the school, gesturing for the kendoka to follow after him. "[color=bc8dbf]Well if you aren't coming, I guess I'll see you later, maybe.[/color]"
[@Sharyxe]