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[h3][i][color=ed1c24]Erika Natsuko[/color][/i][/h3]
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[color=ed1c24]There are certain themes of which the interest is all-absorbing, but which are too entirely horrible for the purposes of legitimate fiction. These the mere romanticist must eschew, if he do not wish to offend or to disgust. They are with propriety handled only when the severity and majesty of Truth sanctify and sustain them.[/color]
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Away from there, on Miso City High School's Student Council Room, [url=http://i.imgur.com/bcKSyGN.png]Erika Natsuko[/url], the Student President was flipping the pages of a pocket book in the relative silence of the dim lit room devoid of any other signs of human life. It seemed the night would fall early and be a cold one, fitting for the kind of event that was about to unfold, thus it was no surprise that the students were relieved of their club activities for the night, all except the dutiful Student President, that is.

[b]"Staring at the rain, Erika Natsuko? You are indeed the sister of-"[/b] The Contractor (who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, once again) began to say, but was soon interrupted by Erika.

[color=ed1c24]"There's no need to state the obvious, Contractor. May I ask what the objective of your visit is?"[/color]

[b]"I just came to inquire about your intentions, Erika Natsuko. If you don't gather your allies and leave now, you'll be late for the meeting."[/b] The irresistibly adorable critter said as he hopped on Erika's shoulder and rub his face on her cheek like some sort of cat.

[color=ed1c24]"You don't need to come out of your way just to bother me with such questions. I gave my word that I would attend, that should suffice. I can't speak for the others, though, but I have already sent a message to them as a reminder of our appointment. That said"[/color], Erika said as she got back to her feet (causing the Contractor to hop to her desk) and set aside the small book about short horror stories from a known Western author, [color=ed1c24]"I guess it's about time I should leave."[/color]

A few minutes later and Erika was already at the lone streets of Miso City, walking under the leaden clouds  with only a discrete black umbrella to shelter her from the pouring rain. [color=ed1c24]I just hope they have decent tea there, I really need something to warm myself...[/color] Erika wondered to herself as she idly gazed at the white puffs of vapor coming from her mouth every time she breathed.

Primordials, rain and now cold, even though there's still sometime before before the winter? Miso City was really a miserable place to live, was it not? Erika kept mulling these thoughts privately as she walked, trying to find the reason why, despite all this, she could never give up on liking this city.

The answer to this was quite a simple one, and right before her eyes too, [color=ed1c24]"Good afternoon, Akame, it has been a long time we have seen each other on such circumstances by ht last time, has it not?"[/color] Erika said as, after a few more minutes on her own, she finally arrived on the presence of her sister.
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