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'Don't worry about it' nearly always meant there was something to worry about. While the urge to argue bubbled up like a fizzy soda, Sakuya promptly kept her mouth shut. At least he finally backed away, giving her space to let out a tiny huff of disproval. If he was going to invade her space like that more often, then she needed to better handle it. Strange, she was used to getting yelled at until people's faces were blue, but this kid was...weird. Really, really weird. Admittedly, she wondered why she had such a reputation for being intimidating if an outsider clearly didn't have any issue challenging her.

Though, once again, he decided their conversation was over, capping it off--[i]again[/i]--by mentioning lunch. Sakuya's scoff was much more audible, shooting Noriaki a glare of disproval. [color=salmon]"I'll have to see what I have in my fridge, you mention food so much that I wonder if you're secretly starving yourself,"[/color] She huffed out a mediocre comeback. Once he began to walk, however, she made it clear that she was definitely walking with him. 

[color=salmon]"I'll see you out since I'm going home as well."[/color] She stated, not wanting any misunderstandings. 

Once the two reached outside, the sun barely hung over them. It looked like there was going to be an early sunset today, the weather turning crisp as a chilly wind blew throughout the town. Letting out a sigh, Sakuya tried to judge where Noriaki would be walking so she wouldn't get accused of following him. However, she came to a stop once she noticed a young girl standing on the sidewalk. Her light brown hair almost looked golden in the sunlight, and as she turned around, her bright, brown eyes widened considerably. Her uniform was that of a nearby middle school, though she didn't look much older than a seventh year.

[color=salmon]"Himawari?"[/color] Sakuya openly questioned the girl.

Unfortunately, said girl was deaf to Sakuya's call, letting out a gasp. Without warning, she ran over to Noriaki, dropping her bag and hugging him tightly. [color=lemonchiffon]"Nakano-senpai! You came back! You really came back!"[/color] She cried, her tiny voice relieved.
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Anzu let out a small sigh, leaning back against the table as she looked at Yori. She wasn't entirely sure how to reply at first, though she figured she may as well get the second thing out of the way. [color=dodgerblue]"I'm not sure we would be able to get much help from any teachers in time. They step in if things are unfair and you have the proof, but generally, they try not to interfere since we students should handle our issues properly."[/color]

Her fingers tapped her arm, though she ended up uncrossing them. [color=dodgerblue]"That isn't to say I'll be taking a 'no' lightly. But I don't want any unnecessary friction, either,"[/color] She gave the girl a pointed look. [color=dodgerblue]"Diplomacy can take you a long way if you're willing to use it. We go prepared for the worst and hope for the best."[/color] 

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