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[h2][color=fuchsia][b]Aoi Don Maquia[/b][/color][/h2]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eL6h37sVelE]Summer Time[/url][/center]

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For some reason her senpai seemed a little more whiny than usual, pointing out just how innocent he was in this how dilemma despite the fact that he as already judged and condemned by Aoi. It satisfied her pseudo-sadistic desires to mess with the two, more notably her senior, by having them fight and making her win no matter the outcome. At least he had a place to stay thanks to Chokashi's exaggerated generosity, something rarely seen nowadays with people becoming a lot more individualistic and prideful over their own person rather than working as a collective. It felt strange but soothing for the clown, and that great sensation when be amplified when both contenders would show complete consent for the challenge she had imposed upon them, even if it originally were to make her simply win a new, free console. 

"[color=fuchsia]Okay then boys! How about we do it the morning before the BBQ?~ Dunno if Kiki will be in the mood but I'm defo in the mood for some butt kicking before the feast, that way we'll be extra hungry~[/color]" 

She suggested, already imagining the feast she'd have at the Akimichi's with only a simple performance to do in return. The documents were finished and she just realized she was still holding the papers, and as such she'd duly give them back to their rightful owners. All they had to do now is sign and give them to the correct authority and they were good to go as ninja. She was now standing up and stretching hr back real quick, making a long, loud yawn in the process like there as no shame to be felt. Then came Daisuke's inquiry concerning possible job offers in town nowadays. Poking her lower lip with her index finger, she thought for a second with a few 'hmm' to go with it. 

"[color=fuchsia]Hmmm ... How about ... Oh I know! Yamato's dad's assistant's assistant's or whatever ... Was looking for some tough guys for bodyguard duties or something funny like that! Maybe you should apply to him?! Wait I'll write down his number for you![/color]" 

She nabbed the pen she had used to fill out the forms and went along to grab a post-it from the lounge's computer section so she could write down the combination of numbers she promised Daisuke. The number in question wasn't too long, hence her ease in remembering such a random thing, for some reason. Once done, she'd walk back to the hairier Daisuke and quickly grabbed the opportunity to bounce up and slap the post-it's sticky edge on his forehead. 

"[color=fuchsia]Here ya' go, Senpai. Oh! I'm still calling you senpai~ But ... I'm a Jonin, teehee~ Tell you what, if you lose that upcoming spar, you have to call me Aoi-sama-sensei and I'll call you Dai-chan! If you win ... We'll see![/color]" 

She added salt to the inevitable injury he was going to have in this soon to be event. Not that he could do much about it really, when Aoi was hellbent on getting something one had better not get in the way, no matter how good their reason was. Now that the boys were all set, they had no reason to stay and Chokashi even had the nerve to ask to be dismissed before she'd even suggest it. Not that she actually noticed that detail as she simply bowed back in a somewhat clumsy manner to both of them, signaling that they could go whenever. She wasn't going to follow them, she had much more interesting plans involving finding the most expensive 3DS being sold at this moment on her phone's search engine.