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Broke...? A word she never had to say herself, or ever really heard anyone else say. How was Tohru broke? Why didn't her parents send her any money? The school had so many wealthy students that it never crossed her mind that maybe everyone wasn't as well off. She was slightly naive to the fact that she had been living a highly privileged life, even for a private school student. This just wouldn't do. She would pay for every single one of Tohru's lunches if it came down to it - No way was her friend going to starve.

She couldn't worry too much though, the way Tohru looked at her made her feel happy, and also grateful that she could help. "Ru-chan..." Her pink cheeks deepening when she saw her friend blushing. She reached for one of her sour juice drinks and popped the can open, purposely not looking at Tohru since her face was on fire. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Kotone behind them in passing. Not wanting to be nosy she turned her attention back to her juice and took a long drip without stopping to breathe. Did she just...?

Maybe Shinobu-san isn't as bad as they say... Mira couldn't imagine she did even a quarter of the things they blamed her for, except maybe the rumors she heard about Kotone doing that. A lot of the third years supposedly did, including Haruka. She literally had to stop herself from hurling her drink up after imagining Haruka with someone else. Could her face get any redder?

"So, ehehe... How was the curry?" The pink-haired girl asked cheerfully.

Her back was turned when the blades flew right past her, cutting The Princess' Kimono and hat to shred right before her eyes, putting her furry parts on display for everyone to see. Hanami protectively stood in front of Mizuki when the second wave of blades came forth, scanning the area for their assailants and finding that they were surrounded by multiple people in high and low places just judging by the hostile auras coming from the various spots around them. They would have to fight their way through the city if the plan was to make it out alive.

"Right!" She yelled to Kushiami as she took hold of Mizuki's hand, preparing to make a run for it and quickly determining the safest route.

"This Way!" Hanami bolted for the alleyway, seemingly empty compared to the main street where everyone was still screaming and shoving to get away from the danger. It was in no way safe, but it was less populated and the best way to keep innocent civilians from getting caught in the crossfire.

Only a few seconds into the alleyway, a shadowy figure dove from the rooftop hurling a third wave of knives at them as he made his descent. Hanami pushed Mizuki out of the way, barely dodging the knives herself as one grazed her cheek, and another across her neck. She barely flinched as the knives made contact with her skin, only concerned with Mizuki's safety. When the perpetrator landed, Hanami anticipated his attack and drew her own concealed kunai knives before throwing them and impaling his hands in multiple spots. She thought that would at least keep him from using his weapons efficiently, but he drew a tanto... despite his trembling and bleeding fingers.

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