[h1][color=39b54a]Ryuuto Koriyama[/color][/h1]

Freyja may have wondered why students bothered taking notes during the match, and indeed for many students, it was a pointless endeavor when they could just watch the new students and get a sense of their abilities. However, Ryuuto didn't just want a sense. He wanted to dismantle and dissect what the players were doing. His fingers fluttered over his phone with frantic precision, flying between apps like they were notes in one of his rhythm games. CLICK! Snap a picture of Bradley's epic drop kick. Flick back to notes, dictate the strategies being employed complete with time stamps. Switch to video to catch Natsuki's dash. He'd be able to calculate her speed based on distance traveled over time later. CLICK! Snapshot of Yasu's electric burst. More dictation. And, best of all, his point of view in the tree gave him a point of view that nobody else, not even the professors, was seeing. His info buddies would provide him with the standard POV later.

Anybody watching Ryuuto in the tree would probably think he was playing some bizarre cross between piano tiles and Wii Tennis with the way he frantically tapped, swiped, and whipped his phone left and right. Things were starting to get heated up, though. He would have to make sure that no stray attack took him out of the tree... or just straight-up took the tree out.


[@Hammerman]