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[color=firebrick][b]"There's no moral to this story, is there? I didn't bring a barf bag."[/b][/color][/center]

If there was any guidance Evil Eye sought from Rei, or any question she wanted to ask her, she wasn't able to find it. She looked around at the room, taking in the absurdity of it. Michi was still going on in her grandiose manner—a noted 180 degree turn from the shrinking violet persona—Hizuki, bless her, was still trying to negotiate. Everyone else was some degree of broken-hearted or demoralized before the battle had even truly begun, or simply not taking the situation seriously. Perhaps Michi truly didn't want to fight, but at this point, Evil Eye didn't really care what Michi wanted. She had disrupted the Club's "normal," and that was enough.

In amidst the confusion, there was one thing that stuck out to her as real, and that was the battle she saw once Rei picked up. Whatever Michi wanted to accomplish by putting on some play in front of the whole school, if it had nothing to do with summoning a giga miseria, was beyond Evil Eye's grasp. Why the whole school, including most of the Detention Club was willing to go along with it, she couldn't fathom. Defeating an obvious enemy was within her abilities to calculate. [color=firebrick][b]"Who cares. She's fighting the real battle while we're all wasting time here. Black was bold enough to try to overthrow our leader, so she's dangerous. Let's go,"[/b][/color] she replied to Willow.

She wouldn't be able to outpace Michi's minions while flying, so she had to take off on foot and hope that her ankle held up as well as it had on the way to school. She wasn't sure if she could really make a difference in the battle between those two, but staying here was probably what Black Gate wanted, and that was enough reason not to. Pure spite propelled her forward, and that was enough.