[u][center][h2][color=red][i]~Reika Kuroke~[/i][/color][/h2][/center][/u]
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Reika should have slapped her. In fact, she should have slapped the girl five times over. No, it had to be much more than that. How many times had the feckless otaku waltzed into her Council room just to freeload and sample her snacks? Better yet, how many times had the girl claimed to help out when everyone knew she was just here to read and eat.

Yes, the Student Council President should have kicked the glasses-bearing girl out of her office a long time ago. But these days-actually everyday-she just couldn’t find the energy or the motivation to enact these thoughts. So she beckoned Akane with yet more silence as she ate her own meal in relative peace.

Said meal consisted of raw fished packed into little cubes to which she bit into gingerly while taking the occasional sip of tea. Seriously, where were the other Council members? They didn’t all call in sick again, did they? That left Reika alone with the overeager otaku and suddenly the raw fish didn’t sit well with that prospect in mind. At last though, she suppressed a deep sigh before turning her blank and probably uncaring gaze onto the other girl. 

[color=ed1c24]“Inquietude? That word seems a bit large to fit into your vocabulary Chinatsu-san,”[/color] the President said with little emotion, making it hard for one to decipher if her words were compliment or insult. [color=ed1c24]“As for the tea, I really can’t say. Someone added honey, I think, to the brew earlier today.”[/color]

Looking up from her meager meal, Reika began to play with a few strands of her white hair. She took her time in answering Akane’s second question, the third member to their happy little trio. That girl was always late to everything so she wondered why Akane was surprised about it now.

[color=ed1c24]“I have no idea. You know how Owari-san is so there’s no use in invoking her arrival. Now, can you please quiet down? Your droning is becoming more intense than this so called sense of inquietude that has you intrigued.  And yes, I can feel it too. It’s probably the birds again.”[/color]

Reika hoped it was the birds. Otherwise she would be forced to actually do something about it. A pity really. And she was having such a good meal. For now though, she appreciated the calm before the storm and went back to chewing on her fish in peace. At least, until Akane decided to open her mouth again.