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[img]https://i.imgur.com/hP6Ropn.png[/img][color=fff79a]“That’s so like you Fujiwara. If you wanna waste your time cleaning like a shrine maiden, go right ahead. But don’t rope me into your duties,”[/color] came the third voice to enter the club room. Unlike the others, [url=https://i.imgur.com/HH5lq9P.jpg]Shuro Murota[/url] at least had some common sense in dressing like a student, glancing first at Isana’s traditional robes and then at Seishiro’s biker get-up. Seriously, did they think they were blending in with the other kids looking like that? “Sensei,” Shuro said to the man sitting at the front of the room before she walked over to take a seat.

Unlike the others, she figured the back of the room was the most unclaimed and so took a seat to the furthest away from the door. Lollipop held precariously between her teeth, she leaned back in her chair with crossed arms, wondering how long the other Hunters to be would take. Well, she’d given her greetings of sorts to Fujiwara so she might as well acknowledge the boy too. [color=fff79a]“Yo, Seishiro, what’s with the lone wolf look? You trying to impress the others on the first day back?”[/color] she called out to the boy behind him, leaning over her desk slightly.

Of course, that was assuming he wasn’t going to play clean up duty like Fujiwara wanted him to. [color=fff79a]“You do realize more than half of us already know each other, right? What, were you trying to impress our new Sensei?”[/color] Regardless of an answer, Shuro sighed and flopped onto her desk some more until her body was slouched atop it like a tired student. That was exactly what she was, considering Hunter duties only added to stress in piling on top of their youth. 

[color=fff79a]“First day back isn’t even over and I already hate the school year,”[/color] she bemoaned to no one in particular, though she visibly prepared herself for an answer anyway. No doubt that shrine maiden Fujiwara would lecture her about the importance of their studies or some such. It would have fallen on deaf ears anyway, Shuro sighing as she tuned out the world around her except for the direction in front in case their Sensei wanted some remarks of his own.
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