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[b]Uchima Senior High - Barricaded Classroom, 1st Floor, Classroom Building???[/b]

"Eh, Ryo-kun, that's super forward of a question!"

Any follow-up to her comment however, paused, her eyes immediately turning towards the speaking Jin.

Ai shook her head as the younger student finished, the hint of a frown immediately being subsumed under her measured, comforting smile. It seemed as if she had heard that bitterness. "This isn't scary at all, T-Money," she said in reply. It was casual, but there was a firmness to her tone. "It can't be too dangerous or dark and scary or errant if you've been here."

She nudged Ryouma softly.

"I bet Ryo-kun would agree."

Her words were honest. Her eyes were too. She did not appear to consider the place something to avoid. It wasn't as if she had written anything about cute but troubled youths who after being rejected by society can only find fulfilment and meaning in one another through the fighting and sweating of their fit bodies before, but the room held no negative feelings for her.

Meanwhile, the girl deemed 'Detention-chan' quirked her brows up, the munching of the Pocky slowing down to a halt at the name.

"It's ... Matsunaga?" she replied almost hesitantly (she didn't know what to think of the name 'Detention-chan'), swallowing the rest of her confectionery and crossing her arms across her chest. "No Persona. But ... you have one?"

The newly-proclaimed Matsunaga glanced over towards the door. Then back at the teens.

Surprise.

"Wait, you have one."

Her eyes landed on the hardcover on the table.

"Did you see Drama guy? How did you get it? Did anything follow you?"

Slight fear.

"Ack, they can smell you!"