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Oh wow.

It wasn't so much the short stature that surprised Asuka, but wow was this hero defensive. Were all adults like that? Was this girl even an adult? Maybe teaching credentials were different for heroes. Despite the amount of questions that popped into her head, Asuka had to admit that at the end of it all, she wasn't impressed. No wonder she had never seen Knightmare outside of her armor. The smart thing to do would've been to stay armored to drum up presence and respect. Actually, this was a valuable lesson on what not to do, and she'd make sure to watch closely to see her classmates' reactions.

She did recognize the nervous boy that had gotten called up, watching him with a small frown on his face. Ah, so that was what the pineapple was for. It was gracious to bring a gift, but maybe doing it anonymously would've worked better in his favor. A minor slip up, but she had to admit there was something endearing about the genuine effort. Or at the very least, it had good intentions, regardless of how silly it looked.

Deciding that encouraging the boy might help, she shot him a small smile and a thumbs up. Friendly, encouraging, and polite. Exactly what she wanted to come off as.

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