Hero

Fire Emblem: The Slumbering Goddess

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If the girls he had met here were any indication, then no, girls were not fun. Not that Derec would admit that out loud, but he was pretty sure Lienna was going to either stab him at the first chance or shove him into a fire or something. And there were plenty of topics to talk about, too! The layout of this place was the first thing that came to mind--Derec had never encountered something like this before. They could talk about the plants that surrounded them, they could talk about weapons, techniques, schoolwork...the list went on.

And of course, the conversation kept going in an uncomfortable direction.

Shifting in place, Derec let himself sink into the water a little. "It's not easy for the poor lady left behind by the noble," He ended up muttering. "I think it's better that kids get to grow up with both parents in a committed marriage."

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"--and Professor Roland recommended looking into it, so I thought I'd give it a try, at least," Isaac threw a few jabs above the water, grinning.

Olivier crossed his arms. "I've only ever seen you with an axe, it'll be weird to see you fight with anything else," He admitted. "I might mistake you for an enemy."

"I'll back you up with a spell," Victor stated, throwing Olivier a thumbs up.

"Wh--Traitor!" Isaac gasped as Olivier returned Victor's gesture.

The black-haired boy slicked his hair back for a moment, though he was more attentive as Rudolph spoke to him. He opened his mouth to respond before noticing that Isaac had slipped and fallen into the bath, flailing about before Olivier helped him up.

"Did you slip on something?" Olivier asked him.

Pounding his chest with his fist, Isaac tried to steady his breathing. "Didn't--see--him--" He managed to choke out.

Victor was a little surprised that Isaac had let Rudolf scare him so easily, but ignored him for the moment and instead turned his full attention to his fellow Eagle. "It's a pleasure to see you again, Rudolf," He returned his greeting cordially. "I'm honored you remembered me! Truly, we have our glorious Goddess to thank for our reunion. But there's no need for discomfort, my friend. Despite having the hair of a mop, my friend Isaac is in fact nobility from Faerghus."

Isaac stopped coughing long enough to throw a look of disbelief at Victor. "That's a low blow coming from someone who looks like they stuck their head in a chimney," He shot back as Olivier laughed.

Victor chose not to respond to him and continued, "And the silver-haired lad there is none other than Olivier Ubert Gaspard. His family was a big help in the reconstruction of the Western Church and frequently trades with our territory in the West."

Olivier offered a bashful wave as Isaac let out a huff of disproval, irked at the difference of introductions.

@Scribe of Thoth

Shin Megami Tensei: Persona

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Sakuya was, yet again, surprised; for some reason, she assumed that he wouldn't like the idea of Himawari hanging around. Maybe she really didn't give him enough credit. Her hand reached up to her hair, a small frown on her face as she looked back at the burnt house. She wasn't comfortable delving into the topic, but she wasn't really sure what to say otherwise.

Himawari, on the other hand, immediately turned to Hoshino, her eyes lighting up at his response. She seemed particularly pleased with his suggestion, nodding enthusiastically. She didn't bother giving the house another look, though she did notice Sakuya's expression. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing," The response came out automatically, and Sakuya dropped her hand.

Letting out a tiny hum, Himawari turned back to Hoshino. "Even with everything that happened, this is still a really good place to live," She told him, though she suddenly let out a gasp. "I wonder what happened to the cat that used to be around here...I hope it's okay."

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_@Asura

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Fire Emblem: The Slumbering Goddess

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Veronica was all too content to let her worries melt away with the water, even if she could have done without the chatter of the busybodies. Still, even their voices seemed far, far away, covered by the sound of the waterfalls. She could feel the heat massaging her aching muscles and found herself relying on the edge of the bath. Perhaps she could steal a servant to learn how they got everything to this point, she would love to have something similar in the castle. Of course, a little more privacy would be appreciated.

As she opened her eyes, she was greeted with the sight of one Clarissa von Edmund. Edmund, Edmund...ah, of the Leicester Alliance, was she? While her initial meeting of the Golden Deer was forever tainted by the monkey, she was far too dignified to let that sour her impression on others. At least this one seemed much more put together than the other two girls.

Sitting up, Veronica returned Clarissa's greeting with one of her own. "I am Veronica Berenike von Gerth. A pleasure," She gave her at least a nod out of respect and acknowledgment. "You'll have to excuse my appearance, I wasn't expecting to meet anyone of importance here."

Rolling her shoulder, she thought a little on Clarissa's comment. "I wouldn't have minded such a harsh lesson if our professor didn't seem to get so much joy out of it," She ended up admitting. "Honestly...I don't think I can understand Professor Michail."

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The bathhouse wasn't really something Derec was used to seeing. Well, that wasn't entirely true--he wasn't used to seeing one this fancy. He also wasn't really used to having so many servants constantly ask him questions. They kept asking what he was going to do, what he wanted, where he would like to go. It was only after giving a short answer about wanting to take a shower and the arrival of a few other students that they finally left him alone.

Derec lagged behind in the shower and let himself think over the day's events. Admittedly, he had been a little cowardly, wanting to avoid more servants, though he did wonder if he should have done the opposite and finish faster to join the others. Then again, was that the smart thing to do? He did sort of blow up the group, no doubt Auberon and Kellen might not really want to be around him. The thought was depressing, but he supposed he did it to himself. He really didn't get Professor Michail, either--if they were supposed to be working as a team, why wasn't he directing them properly?

"Then again, the 'future king' should know how to unite people properly..." He muttered the first thing he thought of, lightly banging his head against the wall. Maybe he didn't give the guy enough credit, it wasn't something he had considered. But he was so sure that he and Lienna were the same that he just ran his mouth. He shouldn't have made assumptions, but he thought having some common ground would finally bridge the gap between them.

Emerging from the showers, he took two towels from the silent servant--this one so far was his favorite, if only because he said nothing--and focused on drying his hair some as he waited with a few other guys. He was surprised that he actually recognized one of them: if he remembered right, the silver-haired man was the son of Lord Winston Ubert Gaspard. He wasn't entirely sure what his name was, but he was willing to bet he was right. The other young man looked a little familiar, too, but he couldn't place his face.

"I can't believe you'd rather flit about the marketplace than attend a sermon!" A voice made Derec nearly jump out of his skin. He was practically bowled over as another guy stomped over to the duo, exasperated.

That much had the silver-haired man turn around, though he stopped long enough to look at Derec. "Please excuse him," He stated before returning his attention to his friend. "He's mad at us and isn't aware of his surroundings."

Derec shook his head, though he figured now was as good a chance as any. "It's okay. But, um, you're...sorry for the rudeness, but you're the next Lord of Gaspard, right?" He asked.

"That's right. I am Olivier Ubert Gaspard," He introduced himself. "Forgive me, you are...?"

"I'm Derec. We've never met, but I used to live in your territory," He explained. "I think I saw you with your father when you both visited Ashbourne some years ago."

The dark haired boy's eyebrows shot up. "Not the same Ashbourne that got razed to the ground?" He ended up asking.

Suddenly, all three of them were staring at him. Well, if the other guy looked familiar and knew about Ashbourne, he must have been from Faerghus as well. Still, he was a little surprised. "Yeah. I didn't think people knew about it, though," He admitted.

"Shit, that sucks," He muttered, straightening up. "Sorry, sorry, should've introduced myself first. I'm Isaac, and the nut over there is Victor."

Victor scoffed, crossing his arms. "You're the one skipping the morning sermon and I'm the nut. Unbelievable!" He huffed, stomping off into the public bath.

Isaac chuckled, patting Olivier's shoulder. "I'll go calm him down. Nice to meet you!" He gave Derec a wave before hurrying after the brunette.

Olivier watched the duo for a second and then frowned at Derec. "They're a little rowdy, but they mean well," He assured him before pausing. "Shall we join them?"

Derec nodded, deciding to follow Olivier's lead. The duo had taken a free corner of the bath, though rather than calm Victor down, it looked like Isaac had riled him up further. Olivier excused himself and joined them, trying to calm things down, though that left Derec with a decision. He noticed Kayden, Jorah, and Auberon together, though he swore someone else was with them, so he could either go with them or get to know the new guys.

Deciding to take the risk, Derec decided to stick with what was familiar, eventually joining the trio. He managed to catch his words, somewhat regretting his decision. Still, he was morbidly curious about something. "I don't think a Saint would be appropriate. Maybe for the women's side?" He also couldn't help but think a Saint probably wouldn't stop him, either. "Though I didn't think I'd find you guys talking about girls of all things."

Fate/Profane Covenant

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Shin Megami Tensei: Persona

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Move on? Sakuya frowned a little at that, though she wasn't sure why. Maybe he had a falling out with them before he left and didn't get the chance to make up with them. At that, she felt a pang of guilt at being so stern with him. She supposed she never considered he may have had a rougher time. Thena gain, she would probably be nicer if he wasn't such an ass.

Himawari, on the other hand, didn't seem to pick up on Noriaki's worries. Instead, she nodded in approval. "Yeah, you're right. There's always new friends to make anyway," She ended up replying. "If you want, we could be friends!"

At that, Sakuya tried not to laugh. "Himawari, I think you have too much energy for him..." She finally spoke. "Besides, you don't go to the same school. When would you see each other?"

Apparently she hadn't considered that. Letting out a tiny sigh, she came to a stop, frowning to herself for a moment. Across the street was the house that, to Noriaki, had just been rebuilt. That conflicted greatly with Himawari's sad look, her shoulders slumped a touch. "This is like your old house," She said quietly.

Sakuya looked over in the same direction, patting Himawari's head. "Yeah. But they're going to rebuild this one soon," She said.

Himawari didn't react much, though she continued to stare. From within the house, unbeknownst to her, a figure moved from behind a curtain. Eventually, she tore her gaze away, looking up at Noriaki. "Did you know about that, Hoshino-san? About the fires?" She asked him. "There was a fire in our house, too. Then Onee-san and Nakano-senpai disappeared..."

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_@Asura

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Kaito's jaw dropped for a moment, though his gaze went back down to the trash. "The eggs...they betrayed me...?" He uttered, completely shocked. "It would make sense, everything else was perfect, but..."

Clearing his throat, Kaito knelt back down and rummaged through the cabinets until he pulled out a mixing bowl and a whip beater. He placed them both gently on the counter, leaving Daigo for just a moment as he searched through the small fridge. Coming back with a carton of eggs, once again he placed them delicately on the counter, though he would then slam his hands down.

"I'm not going to lose to eggs of all things!" He suddenly declared. "We're going to make the perfect pancake right here, right now!"

He paused, losing some of his manic energy. "Oh, actually, I'll need milk, too," He remembered, snapping his fingers. "Let's see...eggs, milk, sugar, flour...I think we might have some vanilla extract, too, somewhere," He knelt back down, opening the cabinet and pulling out ingredients. "Ah, Hinari-san, I'll make sure to follow your lead and watch you. I clearly still have much to learn if I let something as trivial as eggs get the best of me."

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_{@Obscene Symphony@Scribe of Thoth@Lord Orgasmo}

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Shin Megami Tensei: Persona

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Himawari slowly nodded in understanding, albeit she seemed a little confused by what he meant by the last part. She thought to herself for a short moment, trying to choose her words carefully. Sakuya chose to stay back and observe, though she was a little curious to see why Himawari was so keen on talking to what was essentially a stranger. She wasn't exactly a shy kid, but it was still a little weird. At the very least, it was nice to see her almost back to her old self.

"That must have been hard," Himawari finally broke the silence. "Do you miss your friends?"

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_@Asura

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Anzu didn't have much of an opinion on whatever they walked into. She was disappointed to hear that Nakano wasn't around, but she supposed it couldn't be helped. Placing the papers down on the desk, she took another quick look around. "I don't suppose Ueno-san is around, either," She guessed.

"Not today, no," Sora frowned.

Tapping her fingers against the desk, she tried to think of the next best course. They could technically try to convince the vice president, but it was pointless if she couldn't get either president or treasurer on board. However, she wasn't entirely appreciative of Ito's comment, letting out a small sigh.

"Sorry to disappoint, but we prefer training to make it to Nationals instead of wasting fruit," She replied. "Though if Nakano-san is in the Faculty Room, I suppose we can catch her there."

"I...don't think she's here..." Sora muttered, looking to Oka for help.

The older student shook her head. "You can come back tomorrow, Kogoro. We'll make sure to let Nakano-san know," She said before turning to Maki. "And I'll ask that you have some respect for Nakano-san. Isn't slandering her the entire reason you ended up here in the first place?"

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Kaito perked up as Daigo approached him, a more serious look on his face as he looked down at the trash. "I want to say that there's a very real chance I left it in for too long. They usually collapse when they're too dry," He speculated. "When the souffle is in the oven and bakes, a lot of hot air gets trapped inside. Once it reaches the much-colder outside, the air escapes. That said, I thought I had everything perfect, so I'm a little stumped."

Once he finished, he noticed that Daigo looked a little off. "...Hinari?" He waved his hand in front of his face. "Are you okay? I know Linda can be...a lot, but she means well."

Meanwhile, Linda waved off Ueno's concerns, practically beaming. "Of course not! We could always use a taste-tester," She joked lightly, walking over to the cabinets as she thought over Genki's suggestion. "We could very well try pancakes. I need to see where your skills are at, anyway!"

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_{@Obscene Symphony@Scribe of Thoth@Lord Orgasmo}

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Fire Emblem: The Slumbering Goddess

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Tired. So tired.

Veronica was shocked she was still able to walk, all things considered; that Professor Michail was relentless. She had heard about the knight making a few waves once he had decided to dedicate himself to the Church, but she supposed his buffoonery had caused her to underestimate him. His sister was more along the lines of what she had expected, but Veronica swore that Professor Kalonic was trying to give her a heart attack with that last strike stopping just before her chest. Professor Malathice's magic was the only thing she wasn't entirely sure how to handle. Sure, she could ride and swing a blade in an emergency, but her knowledge of magic truly paled in comparison to her peers. She would have to work more on her athleticism and magic resistance, it wouldn't do to be the weak chain in the link.

Still, where she would normally plan out her training days and start seeing who she could trust to help her improve, all she wanted to do was sleep. Of course, she wouldn't dare sully her sheets with sweat, and so she had taken Kaira's suggestion all too gladly. A hot bath and some time in the sauna was a wonderful idea and great for her skin as well. Still, even taking her clothes off came with a few whines and protesting from her limbs.

Nearby, she picked up on a conversation a pair of girls were having. One was a gorgeous blonde putting her wet locks into a ponytail, the other a brunette that seemed like the type to ask a million questions because she hadn't been paying attention.

"...better if we could just poof from one class to another, you know what I mean?" The spacey brunette asked.

Letting out a quiet sigh, the blonde shook her head. "Celeste, teleportation magic is dangerous when there are many people around," She chastised her gently. "I would think you knew that better than I."

"But it would be better, right, Elia?" Her eyes were bright as she followed her to the door.

It looked like they had just come from the shower and were now going to the open-air bath. The idea wasn't an attractive one, but then again, Veronica was never one to waste a networking opportunity. She supposed it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, but she had to admit she was curious. Neither of them were Adrestian nobility, or at least she didn't think so. But expanding her reach beyond the Empire was precisely why she was here. Even if she wasn't a part of the conversation, she could safely eavesdrop and relax away from them.

With that in mind, Veronica wrapped a towel around her and did the same. She made sure to scrub herself clean with the soaps provided, shampooing her hair and making sure she was properly cleansed before going into the next room. The bath was surrounded with a variety of plant life, with two servants tending to them. One was focused on what looked like rocks, but once she splashed water onto them, the entire room felt warmer. A pair of what looked like small waterfalls came down from a wall to pour water into the bath, likely ensuring that the water was constantly moving.

As she stepped in, she couldn't quite hide her relief as she let herself sink fully into the water. It was heated enough that it felt absolutely wonderful, and the scent relaxed her immensely. Eucalyptus? Ah, that's what the plants were. It was the perfect finishing touch on a wonderful environment.

Shin Megami Tensei: Persona

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Sakuya was less than pleased at the agreement, albeit she did her best to keep her face neutral. Himawari, on the other hand, was happy with Noriaki's response, releasing Sakuya's hand and sprinting forward to catch up with him. She had to crane her neck a little to look up at him, her eyes examining his face. Part of Sakuya wondered if the girl had just let her wishful thinking take over, especially since Hoshino didn't really resemble her brother at all. Judging by Himawari's expression, she came to the same conclusion. But she went from inspective to curious, and soon enough, she seemed over her previous tears.

"I think walking together is a lot better," She agreed with his statement. "For some reason, everyone I used to walk together to school with wanted to walk on their own. They said it was something the other students did, but I don't like it. We're all going to school, why can't it be together?"

She didn't seem to expect a response, simply voicing her displeasure with her classmates before deciding to be a little more direct. "If we live near each other, how come I've never seen you before, Hoshino-senpai?" She outright asked. "Mama knows everyone from the neighborhood. Do you know my Mama?"

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A Hero's Training!

WIP

"To see the Holy Grail come to life is the reason for my existence."

CHARACTERIZATION

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_NAME

Johannalise Lutz von Einzbern

_TITLES

The Mighty Cup

_SEX

Female

_ALIGNMENT

?

_HISTORY

[REDACTED]

_PERSONALITY

Quiet.

MAGECRAFT

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_{QUALITY OF CIRCUITS}

A

_{QUANTITY OF CIRCUITS}

A

_{ELEMENTAL AFFINITY}

Sky

_ATTRIBUTE

Flow and transfer of power

_MAGECRAFT

Transmutation

A field of magic that the Einzbern family specializes in. Johanna applies this to wires that ravel into a majority of her magecraft, including her familiars and the spells she uses to defend herself.

Healing Magecraft

Her spells are ordinary compared to the wide variety her family has. Nonetheless, the ability to heal herself and others was seen as something worth investing.

Mystic Eyes of Binding

Those who make eye contact with Johanna's Mystic Eyes are trapped by a suggestion spell that binds them. The duration is dependant on the target.

_{MYSTIC CODES}

Tools of Magecraft. Any magical items owned by the character.

_{NON-MAGECRAFT ABILITIES/ITEMS}

She carries several metallic bands, including one that normally rests on her head as sources for her magecraft. She has been known to use both thread and her own hair in times of need as well.

The Mighty Cup V 1.0

"To see the Holy Grail come to life is the sole reason for my existence."

CHARACTERIZATION

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_NAME

Ivaliceviel von Einzbern

_TITLES

The Einzbern's Perfect Mage

_SEX

Female

_ALIGNMENT

True Neutral

_HISTORY

[REDACTED]

_PERSONALITY

Ivaliceviel is an aloof young woman who takes solace in silence and is perfectly fine with keeping to herself. She comes off as distant and anti-social at best and cold and uncaring at worst; even normal interactions with people 'close' to her don't seem to change that. There is little that seems to get a reaction out of her, often taking things in stride and easily accepting even the worst outcomes. Her observational skills are astute and she often weaponizes it, taking a delight in honing in on people's weaknesses, addressing them with a misleading smile.

MAGECRAFT

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_{QUALITY OF CIRCUITS}

EX

_{QUANTITY OF CIRCUITS}

EX

_{ELEMENTAL AFFINITY}

Sky

_ATTRIBUTE

Flow and transfer of power

_MAGECRAFT

Her magic revolves around understanding what is in front of her. With her Mystic Eyes of Analysis, there is nothing that can stay hidden for long. She excels in her observational skills and applies that to her magic, her specialty lying in strengthening and increasing the power of her Servant. This extends to her healing abilities, having the ability to understand the most efficient and quickest way to heal a wound even in the heat of battle.

_{MYSTIC CODES}

Bekerzwaard - Her primary weapon.

Anti-Magic Bullets - Each bullet she uses is imbued by her own energy. Whenever it collides with a spell, the bullet releases the energy and effectively cancels out the spell. When in contact with other magi, however, it simply acts as a usual bullet.

_{NON-MAGECRAFT ABILITIES/ITEMS}

She carries a Desert Tan handgun whenever she is low on magic.

Shin Megami Tensei: Persona

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Hoshino Noriaki was the actual worst.

Caught between an exasperated sigh and the urge to yell, Sakuya bit down on her tongue so hard that she was sure she was going to accidentally cut it off any second now. He was definitely trying to get to her. That part wasn't worrying, though; what worried her was that it was working! Maybe it was because she was so used to getting insults hurled at her about her father, her appearance, her personality--she had to admit, no one really used the middle school crush equivalent, and she didn't really know how to handle it.

"Crush?" Himawari looked up at Sakuya. "Does that mean you like each other?"

The sweet girl was innocent in all this, but she didn't appreciate the comment. Inhaling sharply, Sakuya forced a grin as she tugged Himawari's arm, signaling for them to get going. "Hoshino is just making a really, really, really unfunny joke, Himawari," Sakuya replied, keeping in mind that he was walking ahead of them. Annoying, but she was sure that they would split off sooner than later.

Himawari pondered over Sakuya's words but didn't make any further comment. Sakuya leapt at the opportunity to ask how her day was instead, all too happy to hear literally anything else. As their conversation continued, however, she noticed that Hoshino was still in front of them. Truly, God had a wicked sense of humor if he just so happened to live in the same direction as the Natsuhime household.

Unfortunately, Himawari seemed to notice, too. "It looks like we're following Hoshino-san, doesn't it?" She asked.

"Maybe he's your neighbor," Sakuya tried not to react too much, but she was obviously unamused.

"Then we should walk together," Himawari suddenly dropped the gem of a line. "What do you think, Hoshino-san?"

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Anzu studied Yori's expression, thinking for a moment. Ultimately, whatever concerns she had seemed to have been put to rest; once again, with vigor, she picked up the paperwork with confidence. While she was aware that it wasn't a guarantee of their success, she hoped that Nakano would see the facts objectively. It wouldn't do to get overly emotional, but if she would at least hear them out, then there was a chance. She just hoped Yori's support would help more than harm.

With that in mind, Anzu led the way to the Student Council Room. Once the pair entered, they were greeted to the scene between the two council members and one third year student--but no sign of Nakano herself. Shoot, even the treasurer wasn't here.

"Excuse me," Anzu frowned as she looked around. "I was hoping to talk to Nakano about the Archery Club."

"She wasn't feeling well, so she left for the day," Oka stated.

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Hinari Daigo was a good kid. Unfortunately for him, Linda was not nearly as kind.

While her nervousness around Ueno evaporated as she revealed her intentions, her eagle eyes were already locked on their potential new member. Kaito could see it from a mile away, letting out a quiet sigh as he joined the group. "I'm sorry for the disturbance. My reaction was a little over-the-top," He admitted, tapping his cheek. "But I was so sure I had it right this time..."

Linda waved Kaito's concerns away, all too happy to cater to Ueno. "Oh, of course. I almost forgot you were good friends with Makoto-kun," She stated, understanding. "I don't know if you remember Kinoshita Kaito, but he was here last year, too. Mori Genki-kun just joined us, and our newest member is Hinari Daigo-kun." She radiated joy, her previous meek self a memory by now.

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_{@Obscene Symphony@Scribe of Thoth@Lord Orgasmo}

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