[center][h1][color=#F08080][b]Shinozaki Yurie[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

How annoying. School was as painfully dull as usual, and to top it all off, Yurie realized she'd forgotten to bring lunch today. Great. Now she'd have to go pick up some bread from the school store. Hopefully they had curry buns in stock today. They certainly weren't [i]good[/i], per se, but those were still the most flavorful option available despite their lack of any actual heat. Curry, her ass. 

When the lunch bell rang, Yurie stopped pretending to listen to their teacher, flicked her AR display off in her contacts with a tap of her gloves, and stood to start making her way down towards the school store. Of course, she was cut off as the class douchebag, Oda, practically flew out the door. She'd never had a problem with him, he'd never fucked with her, but it seemed half the school did. Something about fights. Whatever. He wasn't her issue until if he decided to make himself one. Not worth thinking about unless that happened. 

Hands in her blazer pockets, Yurie leisurely strolled down towards the first floor, waiting patiently in line at the school store. Looked like she was in luck. Judging by the orders up ahead of her, they were carrying curry buns today. After a few minutes, there was only one person ahead of her in line. He bought three curry buns, and walked off. She would have thought nothing of it, but then a glance at what was in stock told her otherwise. That son of a bitch [i]bought the last three curry buns[/i]. 

[color=#F08080][b]"Oh, you can't be serious...fine, whatever."[/b][/color] Yurie muttered in disgust under her breath before she bought a melon bread instead, one gloved hand tapping away inside her jacket pocket as her AR display lit up again. She'd set up a backdoor into the school's ID system some time ago, and one query later gave her the name of the little shit that bought up the curry bread. Utakata Haruto. She wasn't going to do anything with the information [i]yet[/i], but it'd be nice to know in case that guy ever wronged her in a more serious manner in the future. 

Fortunately, it seemed karma decided to intervene in her favor. As Yurie started to walk back towards the classroom, she caught sight of Utakata...getting all three of his curry breads snatched out of his hands by Oda. Nice. She snickered slightly in the poor, poor victim's direction before following after Oda at a more sedate pace. 

She returned to 3-C just a few moments after Junichiro did, unwrapping her melon bread as she stepped inside. Now, where was he...ah. Talking with Hayakawa. Right, they were friends, weren't they? Or acquaintances, at least. 

[color=#F08080][b]"Nice work, Oda-kun."[/b][/color] Yurie interjected in their conversation, sitting down on a desk next to Kimiko's and crossing her legs. Whoever had the seat wasn't here right now, so it wasn't her problem. [color=#F08080][b]"I was gonna buy just a single one of those curry buns, but that guy you ripped them off from took the last [i]three[/i]. What a jerk, am I right? Thanks for giving him what was coming to him."[/b][/color] She took a bite of melon bread more forcefully than she'd intended to, still rather ticked that she was eating this instead of what Junichiro and Kimiko were holding. 

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