[b][u]Ryuu Yamauchi[/u][/b]

The otaku thought about blabbering on about how he did not mean to stand in her way, but then he realized that the statement would make him look as if he would not help Andromeda in the first place. And really, making Andromeda feel hostility from him was one of the last things he wanted to see; she was really nice as a person to begin with.

And her snake hair grew on him a bit. Of course, that did not mean he wasn't scared of snakes, but he was not particularly hostile with Andromeda's in particular.

"Uh... Oh, thanks," the otaku muttered as he took the handkerchief from the girl. "And it's not your fault. I just kinda busted my ass into the hallway without a care in the world, so... there's that. But at least you aren't hurt."

Wiping the blood off of his nose (which did not come from the injury, much to his well-hidden shame), the otaku stared at the bloody handkerchief before commenting, "...I thiiiiiiiiiiiink I should clean this thing on my own, so, uh... Can I give it back to you later?"

Before he was able to come up with a witty explanation as to why handing bloody handkerchiefs was a bad omen, someone popped in and commented on the scene.

"Guh!"

The dark-haired man turned to Carmen, his eyes widened in surprise. [i]Goddammit![/i] He growled internally, unable to hide his startled expression. [i]Out of all the people, fate sends the last person that should see me like this![/i]

Ryuu scrambled away from Andromeda, making a short distance from her as he got up hastily, pointing at himself with a panicked expression. "Look, I didn't do anything freaky this time, alright?! I just... crashed into someone... and that's it. Seriously."

Right at that moment, some dude popped up out of nowhere and asked if they were okay. Raising an eyebrow, he eyed the tiny girl on his shoulder-

[i]Wait a minute.

I saw that adorable thing before.[/i]

...Did he? He definitely felt like he at least heard of the tiny girl on the guy's shoulder.

"Well, things are becoming okay," the otaku said, unsure of his own words. "...Maybe."

Though he wore sunglasses, it was a bit obvious that was staring at the girl on Eric's shoulder.

He was beginning to feel like the [i]smol[/i] girl was... truly a sight to behold. The bloody handkerchief lay in his hand, for he was still intent on cleaning it later.

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[b][u]Aurelia Triniel[/u][/b]

The girl read her book, flipping through its pages silently. She blinked at the sight of unfamiliar words and looked them up in a dictionary. And every once in a while, she would look up from the book and stare at the ceiling. She was still not accustomed to the academy's vast schoolgrounds, let alone the school system itself.

[i]...Ah,[/i] she thought as her eyes widened ever-so-slightly. [i]Today's orientation day.[/i]

Aurelia shut the book and put it back at where she found it as she packed up her own belongings: a backpack and her glasses. With her items in her possession, the dark-haired girl retreated from the library and silently scurried off to find the orientation site. She believed it to be a very important thing... though, she still did not know how it worked completely. The girl concluded she would learn of what orientation is like very soon.