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[center][h1][color=99CC99]Igarashi Renzo[/color][/h1][/center]

Ren's posture visibly relaxed when Ryuuto forgave him, although he did let out a little sigh when he decided to call him Igarashi-san.

[color=99CC99]"Well, I guess that's fine too."[/color] He said. [color=99CC99]"'s long as we can still be friends, you can call me whatever ya want!"[/color]

He chuckled a little when he suggested that, should he be in their class, a top score in maths would be out of his reach.

[color=99CC99]"Well, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret, you could put me in a class with a couple'a rocks an' a chicken, an' I'd probably still be at the bottom if we're talkin' about maths! Me an' maths go together 'bout as well as kappa an headstands, ya know?"[/color]

He then quickly turned to the now named Amari, Ren's own massive hand wrapping around his to shake it vigorously.

[color=99CC99]"'s nice to meetcha too!"[/color] He said cheerfully. [color=99CC99]"No idea whatcha just said, bein' honest, but if it's somethin' to do with videogames, then I'm excited ta learn! Never really had 'em back home for the most part, so I've been lookin' forward to tryin' some of 'em out!"[/color]

However, once his two new friends began to talk about how they needed to get moving, he remembered his panic from before. He almost took off running again right then and there, the reemerging panic blatantly obvious on his face. However, Ryuuto and Amari seemed calm enough about the whole thing, and considering that a decent chunk of the previous conversation had been about how much better with numbers they were than him, he decided he [i]should[/i] be safe to trust their judgement.

[color=99CC99]"Well..."[/color] He said slowly, a small frown on his face. [color=99CC99]"If ya really reckon we can make it in time without too much rushin', then I guess it should be fine. Let's get movin' then, I guess! This towns pretty big though, so I'm countin' on you guys to make sure I don' get too turned round or anythin!"[/color]

And so, with one last salute to his fallen companion Sandwich-kun, may he rest in peace, he began walking in the direction that he was [i]pretty sure[/i] led to the school.

It was a mere five minutes or so later before he walked around another corner, and found himself being thrown to the ground by a sensation that had begun to feel all too familiar over the last few days.

He'd just been hit by another bike, hadn't he?

Slowly tilting his head back up, his suspicions were confirmed, seeing a short haired girl in another Fujioka uniform.

[color=99CC99]"Hey..."[/color] He wheezed from his position on the ground. [color=99CC99]"s your bike ok?"[/color]