After waiting what seemed like an eternity, Kami finally showed his face in the warehouse. Sachiko had been spending her time mucking around with her new sword, and so when Kami showed his face in the room, she came right over, sword drawn in hand, to confront him. [b]"Kami, what the hell? You're 30 minutes late! You better have a good explanation for this!"[/b] As she spoke, she found herself waving the sword around a bit unintentionally. She didn't actually plan on using the sword on him, but with the way she moved, it might've looked just a little like she was threatening him with it.

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It was a shocking end to their first day of practise. Misaki didn't expect Chiaki to suddenly become so angry over what had occurred, and that sudden outburst made her avert her eyes for a moment. But all was well; Misaki already had the pictures she needed, and she wasn't going to let go of them. She did briefly wonder if it wasn't cruel of her to take pictures of what must have been a very embarrassing moment for Noboru. But then again, she planned on keeping these pictures completely secret. What Noboru didn't know wouldn't hurt him, and there could've been countless others that had taken just as many pictures. In any case, she was going to take these and keep them safe in her own house. It's not like she had anything to gain sitting around in the abandoned clubroom. She wondered if, since today was essentially canceled, this would excuse Sachiko's absence from the meeting? She could only hope that was the case.

Making her way out of the school building, she made the uncanny discovery of spying Noboru once again. And this time, he was standing with at least two other guys that were as muscular, if not MORE muscular than he was. Taking a moment to absorb the spectacle, Misaki's face flushed with thoughts of the [i]possibilities[/i] this entailed. In thinking on this, she essentially forgot she was just standing there, staring like a gawking idiot at a group of people....