Kisa was in far better shape than the rest, it seemed.

This was admittedly not a high hurdle to clear, but it was obvious that she was making an effort to go above and beyond even her usual. Her hair was a little unkempt from judo, but her uniform was neatly pressed, and even her shoes and pins were polished.

She cast a worried look at the rest of the group before taking a spot near the front, her posture a bit stiff.