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The patter of soft footfalls on the stairs heralded the arrival of another of the Cleaners.  A pink-haired girl no older than Zer0 burst through the door to the first floor basement, dressed in work-out clothes that looked a lot like a track suit.  She was visibly flustered, and even before she opened her mouth, easy enough to recognize for anyone who had been around long enough.  The self-proclaimed idol was [i]not[/i] shy about introducing herself to her colleagues.  

"I was on my way home from some dance lessons and in the neighborhood," she began, still a bit winded from either her trip down the stairs or simple stress.  "So I thought I'd stop by and see how everyone was doing here, and then I noticed the blood, and..." she paused to take in the current situation, which was far too relaxed to still be a crisis.  "Um...is everyone...okay?"  She finished with her best confused smile.  

Those who knew her well enough would know that even if Honoka was out at this hour, she couldn't be "in the neighborhood" by sheer coincidence.  Her family residence wasn't so conveniently nearby that she wouldn't be going out of her way to pay the cafe a visit on the way home, particularly at this time of night.  She walked closer to he cluster of people surrounding the couch, judiciously giving any blood on the carpet a good foot or so of personal space.  She just as carefully set down the gym bag she'd been carrying.