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[hr][right][color=gray]April 8th, yesterday’s day before the day after tomorrow.[/color][/right][hr]Kanna’s eyes shot up from her notepad. Now [i]that[/i] was a familiar voice, and a relevant one to boot. 

If there was one person in the school who had or wanted dirt on Shiori, it was Takano Junko. Unfortunately, that didn’t make her useful, in fact it made her almost entirely incredible. Nothing Junko told her about Shiori could be trusted, and the same could be said of Shiori about Junko. Few were the rivalries as fierce as theirs, which was a double edged blade. Yes, their spats were loud and occasionally violent, but they were also so frequent that hardly anyone found them interesting anymore. Water was wet, the sky was blue, Shiori and Junko beat each other up behind the gym.

Nevertheless, even bad information had its value. She wouldn’t print anything Junko said, but she could follow leads, and see if they panned out to anything worthwhile. 

If—and that was a big “if”—she didn’t get her head bitten off for her trouble. But Kanna had lived here a long time, she’d gotten good at navigating the shark-invested waters of Utsubyo Highschool. 

[color=92278f]“Junkooo, heeeeeeey~!”[/color] Kanna leaned across the desk, giving enough visual attention for the both of them. [color=92278f]“You’re a savvy gal, huh? You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that new delinquent, would you?”[/color]