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"Ah, Yoshida-san, right? Nice to see you again!" She greeted cheerfully. Kenichi returned her smile, but it was somewhat tight as he tried to stand straighter and not look so beat-to-hell despite the various bandages all over him. "Well, Kasuke thinks she's probably still here in the dorms, but I was going to visit her myself so we could plan some outings this week before Harukaze and I head back. If you want to see her, why not wait here? I'll text her and ask her to come down."

"If she's--" He started to say, [i]"if she's too busy with something, it's not big deal."[/i] But, as the fluffy cookie would have probably said, [i]"That was wrong."[/i] If he told her not to come if she was busy, he imagined what she would do--she would probably look around wherever she was, her ahoge-tenna pointing upward for maximum reception, and then come to some conclusion like [i]"I'm currently taking an action like carrying books/doing homework/caramelldansen (why did that even pop into his head, but now that it was there he thought it was pretty cute) therefore I'm busy and I shouldn't go meet with him."[/i]

"As long as she's not already down for the evening or in the shower, could you tell her it's Yoshida--or Kenichi--and he'd really like to talk with her?" he finally said. But Asuka was already typing, so he figured it would turn out okay one way or the other. Not wanting to seem rude, he turned to Mina while he waited for Fumika's response.

"Ah, Kasuke-[i]ch[/i]an..." He had almost actually called her -san, because the few times they had interacted she'd been kind of curt, and he himself had decided once after seeing a conversation between her and Jett that she was a little bit on the rude or blunt side. But habit won out, which might be a good thing in this case? At least it might not tip her off immediately that his treatment was a little different than his other classmates. "We, uh, haven't spoken much, huh? I think I remember hearing somewhere that you do Karate?"

Honestly he would have never guessed, seeing the lightness of her build, but then again martial arts were meant to make weaker people able to overcome bigger or stronger people, right? Maybe her kind of karate was less of the "breaking tiles" kind and more of the "beat hardness with softness" kind...but then again wouldn't that be something else? Aikido or something? Kenichi wondered if either of those would be fitting martial arts for him to learn...his entire style thus far was just instinct, throwing out punches and kicks when it made sense to throw them, dodging however he felt he could dodge, and using his pure power and speed to make things hurt more. He didn't realize it on an intellectual level, but the boy was also making use of his quirk to reduce his opponent's ability to read his movements--not just through all his bouncing around, but through the fact that his sheer speed made any telegraphs much less useful if the opponent couldn't react. But, much like Fumika, if they could [i]predict[/i] rather than react, his style was still far too easy to defeat.