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"Hm... Lunch seems good right about now. And I managed to pack one today." Megumi replied. The young red-head turned around and picked of a sleek gym back which was most likely stuffed with dojo gear and a few other unamed items. "Where are we going to eat today, big brother?" She asked, looking over at him. He was usually the one that had picked out their eating place, and usually it was the gym that would suffice for their meal places, sometimes the roof, maybe outside on a bench if the weather agreed with them.

Megumi slung the straps of the duffel bag over her shoulder and rested one arm on top of it. She used her free hand to brush her hair out of the way so it wouldn't get caught underneath the weight of the straps.

It appeared as though the last remaining senior had fled, leaving the stench of his cowardice behind. Megumi basked in their victory for just a moment, allowing her current mood to finally even out and relax. "Much better... Now I can finally think..." She murmured under her breath. "Why did we come here anyways? Just to make a buffoon shit his pants and waddle off?" The discipline committee-as far as she knew- usually dealt out the detentions for those who were skipping. Sure, they had their fair share of rebellious students, but at this point they were just growing bored and a tad power hungry.