[i]A rural boy for sure,[/i] Asuka thought, not so much passing judgement as noting down a fact for further consideration. 

[color=plum]“Not at all. I hope you’ll be satisfied with what I can tell you,”[/color] she replied courteously, pleased to hear that the boy — despite being from what most would consider “less civilised” parts — had manners. [color=plum]“I was thinking we’d start with the closest room first, which would be the home economics room.”[/color]

The tour went on from there, glossing over bathroom locations and the placement of classrooms in the building. The library was extensively covered, mostly due to the amount of time Asuka spent there on a weekly basis — [color=plum]“I recommend you pick days for yourself to study. Schedule. Neglecting your studies would be an irresponsible and rather stupid move to make.”[/color] — and she threw in some tidbits about where books were placed and what days which study groups met. 

The cafeteria was on the first floor of the building — [color=plum]“No students on the roof. I don’t know what drama and anime scriptwriters were thinking, but no good school would allow students access to the roof all the time.”[/color] — and featured a lot of tables on one side and some vending machines and a modest serving table in front of a kitchen on the other. 

[color=plum]“Come here early if you want to get the best food. Takumi-san is the best chef, and he’s here Monday through Thursday, so be sure to watch out on those days,”[/color] Asuka said as they exited the cafeteria. [color=plum]“Competition for his meals is fierce.”[/color]

Tamura Itsuji decided against asking about the quality of the beef.

Pausing, Asuka looked back at the tall student she had been leading around for the past ten minutes, figuring that she ought to call a break and take questions. 

[color=plum]“Anything you want to ask about yet?”[/color] she asked him.

The rural boy deliberated for a second. Sure, there was a lot he was curious, but it was far too much to ask about now. Asking for elaboration was a task better saved for a later date.

Shaking his head, "[color=sienna]I'm fine,[/color]" he reassured his informative guide.

To the right of the main entrance lay Odaiba high’s two fields — one completely of grass for all the sports that required it such, and the other of grass and track. Beside them lay the pool and gym, the latter of which was repurposable and hosted everything from basketball to badminton.

[color=plum]“You should pick a team quickly,”[/color] Asuka advised, taking note of the curious eyes that peered in Itsuji’s direction. [color=plum]“Our sports teams aren’t the best, but they’re not half bad either. And they can smell potential like sharks, so you’d best pick something before you have all of the captains chasing after you.”[/color] She paused, thinking her words over before speaking. [color=plum]“This is probably not very professional of me, but I’m part of the cross-country and track teams. I think you’d be an excellent addition to the team, especially since we’re currently a bit short on members for track. But, you’re free to pick any team you’d like — feel free to ask me about any group you want to know more about.”[/color]

"[color=sienna]Actually, the cross-country coach is kinda the reason I'm here,[/color]" he explained. "[color=sienna]He's the one that pushed for me to come and join your school.[/color]"

He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, trying to think of how to word his next question. "[color=sienna]Is he usually that ... outgoing?[/color]"

[color=plum]“Coach asked you to come?”[/color] Asuka asked, eyebrows rising slightly. Looking over the boy again, she could see the makings of a fast runner, but her eyes couldn't pick up on much else. [color=plum]“Well then, you must be quite talented. I look forward to running with you in the future,”[/color] she said with a smile. 

"[color=sienna]I'll be in your care then,[/color]" he replied with a slight bow. It seemed as it seemed as if he was bowing quite a lot recently.

The tour then swung back to the main gates of the school for its conclusion. [color=plum]“Well then, Tamura-san, I hope that helped. I have to attend a student council meeting now, but let's exchange phone numbers first,”[/color] Asuka said, pulling out her smartphone and handing it to the boy. [color=plum]“Feel free text me any other questions you have if you don't get time to ask them in-person.”[/color]

Itsuji took the phone with care, bringing up the contacts list on his classmate's phone. "[color=sienna]I really appreciate all your help," he said as he inputted his number into the device, before doing the same into his own Ericsson. He himself didn't have a smartphone, but he was familiar with them thanks to a friend back in his hometown.

He handed her phone back. "[color=sienna]If I do have a problem, I'll do my best to rely on you.[/color]"

[color=plum]“Right. I’ll see you tomorrow in class then. Sayonara,”[/color] Asuka said, bowing to the boy before straightening up and reentering the building.

Tamura Itsuji bowed back, "[color=sienna]Thank you very much,[/color]" he replied quite earnestly, still bowed. "[color=sienna]I'll see you tomorrow to-.[/color]"

But as his back straightened, she was already walking off.

[i][color=sienna]City dwellers are always in a rush, huh?[/color][/i] he mused as he too turned away and started to head back to his new residence.

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