Once again, Makoto was left pouting with dissatisfaction as her search for a Fitting Name was interrupted. Naming things was hard, how was she supposed to do it herself?! Man, for an underling, this Regan girl was really demanding...

"...Fine then," Makoto shrugged, "I shall bestow upon you a name at the stroke of midnight! Or before I go to bed. Whichever comes first! And then... I can initiate my plans..."
The diminutive monster let out a subdued, excited chuckle, reveling in her Master Plans and the progress she had already made since arriving at this school (one whole member of her army!), until she realised that she would also need to change for class.

Now grumbling to herself with annoyance, Makoto averted her gaze from her roommate's changing and gathered her uniform, heading to the bathroom to change privately. Despite her insistence on acting as Nanako of the Dark... she couldn't help but let little 'glitches' in the personality through. One of which being that she just felt a tad self-conscious undressing in front of anyone. Even her own reflection.