[i]Kanako, you smell nice.[/i] Kanako's heart skipped a beat once she heard those words. She had to pause and rethink whether or not she had heard him right. But she perfectly knew what she heard was true, and now she could feel her face reddening as well. Jideh being this close to her certainly didn't help. "I think the fountain's up ahead. See where the trees thin out?" the boy suddenly said. She glanced at him and saw how he was blushing as well. Perhaps he had realized how embarrassing what he had just said. "Y-yeah, l-let's go!" Kanako quickly replied, wanting to change the subject just as badly as him. In the end however, they arrived too late, as the Headmaster had ended the night run before they could get there, signalled by the fog clearing up and the seniors coming out from the trees to show themselves to their juniors. Kanako didn't meet with the seniors that she had fought before however. Instead, she went straight back to her room, wanting to rest and forget that she had spent hours of her time on something so useless. She could feel her entire body aching. And once she got there, once again, she threw her entire body to her bed, only taking off her shoes. She slept soundly wearing her full uniform. [hr] The next day, she woke up almost at noon. The first thing she noticed was the notice under her door. So the classes would start after lunch. Perfect. She had an hour to clean up before heading to lunch. At lunch, she was fully refreshed. After taking a nice and long bath, she felt like she could do anything. She felt really energized and she ate a lot on lunch, more than her usual portion. After that, she immediately went to the appointed wind elementalist training grounds. Just like yesterday, she had to climb so many stairs to get to the rooftops. Halfway there however, she realized that her outfit wasn't exactly the optimal one for her training. She wore a similar school uniform skirt from yesterday, and it was as short, if not a little bit shorter. She just hoped that no perverts would try to peek at her underwear when she was manipulating her winds, because she was still not good enough to keep her skirt from rising up. [@Kalleth]