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[hr][right][color=gray]So we’re nixing the dates now? We’re nixing the dates? That’s what we’re doing?
No more dates. Why the fuck is there [i]weather?[/i] Do we need weather?[/color][/right][hr]Shoichi said something, and it was probably at least a little sensible but Kanna had checked out by then. Besides, Umeko had her back, and when the other boy glared at her, Kanna shot her a reassuring grin and a wink. At least [i]someone[/i] else in the club had a little fire in them. 

[color=92278f]“See? Umeko gets it. No one’s getting in trouble,”[/color] she said, slumping in exasperation when Shoichi warned her about the potential consequences. [color=92278f]“If I had a fuckin’ yen for every time—look, I haven’t exactly made myself scarce this week, and no one’s done shit. And if something [i]does[/i] happen, who cares? Worst case, I get my ass beat. Whatever, nothing I’m not used to. At least he’s out of your hair, and I get another story out of it.”[/color]

Kanna hopped down off the desk, snatching her bag back up. Meetings here were always quick affairs—her job was to be out of this room as often as possible. 

[color=92278f]“Anyway, back to the grind for me. Pinky promise I’ll have somethin’ juicy for y’all on Monday!”[/color]

With that, and a theatrical bow, Kanna took her leave of the room, and shortly after, the school. The boxing club wasn’t meeting today, so there wasn’t anything for her to find there, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t dig something up in town.