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Touga wasn't happy about Totsuka's comment, nor was she happy at Shiori's snort. She beckoned the two to follow her, ignoring the class for the most part. Shiori slinked along, throwing her head back in exasperation. Welp, the Newspaper Club was definitely on her shit list, but she was a little confused as to why [i]she[/i] was getting dragged along. Then again, Ichika recognized her instantly--maybe Miss Touga thought that she had something to do with the little incident yesterday.

Speaking of which, what was she supposed to say? Despite being strangers, it felt wrong to just throw him under the bus. Sakaguchi hadn't shown his face, either. Maybe she could lie and say he started it? Then again, the retaliation was kinda brutal. Before she could make up her mind, they had arrived. To her surprise, the faculty room was empty. She was so sure the principal was going to show up, but maybe they got lucky?

Touga let out a huff, her hand to her forehead. [color=gold]"I don't think I need to ask if it's actually you two in the paper,"[/color] She began.

[color=pink]"Are you sure it's me?"[/color] Shiori asked, waving the paper. [color=pink]"This blurred image could be any redhead."[/color]

Touga snatched the paper from her, mimicking Shiori and waving it around. [color=gold]"This is [i]not[/i] a joke, Himawari! Totsuka has been here for [i]one[/i] day and he's already taking after you!"[/color] She snapped, though she turned her attention to the man in question. [color=gold]"Did she put you up to this?"[/color]

Shiori's jaw dropped, though after a few seconds she recovered and let out a huff of indignance. She couldn't believe she was being blamed for this! Go figure, you do something nice and suddenly you're pointed at as some corruptor. This was some karmic bullshit that she didn't like.

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