The club was the same, Ranmaru saw the moment she stepped in. It was still a place of relaxation for girls, in the presence of the Club. A gaggle of girls cooed in her direction as she walked past, and she blew a kiss in towards them.

"Always the charmer, Prince," whispered Arthur from behind, grinning.

She saw the girls giggle, and Ranmaru smiled at them. A lot of things changed, but she still had her charm.

A blonde-haired Japanese young man, wiping a glass, waved towards Ranmaru and Arthur. President of the Club of Gentlemen, Mitsuhide Kirijo. He founded the club a year ago with Ranmaru, Arthur and the vice-president of the club, Hansel. It was likely that things remained the same in this universe.

"Ran-kun!" yelled Mitsuhide, beckoning Ranmaru over. Blonde-haired Japanese men were rare, but Mitsuhide was one of those that dyed his hair. She was still a little pleased that he was still just as tall as herself. Ranmaru had already lost more than a few inches in a rather important region.

Ranmaru whipped out her hand and clasped Mitsuhide's free hand in a handshake. "Mitsuhide! Any problems?"

"Not much. Godwin's out looking for Sayuri, for the usual weekly event."

The phrases 'weekly event' and 'Sayuri' in the same sentence could turn a robot white with horror. The weekly event referred to abducting the 'toughest' girl in the school and using her as a testing ground for the CoG's styles.

Ranmaru gasped, staring in shock at Mitsuhide. "Isn't it normally Leona?"

"She was last week." Mitsuhide raised an eyebrow at Ranmaru. "Why, is there something wrong about Sayuri?"

Ranmaru sighed, but she said nothing. This reality had changed in another way she did not like.