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Who: Chloe and Mirai.
What: Meaningful talks.
Where: Sports Hall.
When: Monday 8th May, post-club.

Mirai watched each student as they came out the sports hall. He watched the crowd grow and observed morosely, inspecting certain students a second time. He felt lost and far from his usual home. The thin fingers of his left hand were tapping almost uncontrollably. Angrily he thought about thought about how many reputations he could ruin, in an attempt to make his life feel better. He thought it entirely possible he could ruin his own. He clearly needed to go home. He would have to ring his father later.

His fingers were now drumming quite angrily. A frown came on his face, looking thoroughly intense. He began to wonder whether the German would even emerge after Judo practice. And, fortunately, his own had ended quite early. Juniors were still cleaning inside, which was what had freed him up. But he had waited, and when she came he headed in a beeline.

"Hey. Would you be so kind as to share a word?"

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If she had been expecting anything at the end of Judo, it hadn't been Mirai popping out of nowhere. The last time they had come face to face, it hadn't really ended well. The last time they had talked, Miyume had still been... without a word, the German nodded. She felt an anger inside directed towards Mirai, but at the same time, it was a strained and confused anger, scrambling for justification.

Chloe stood off to the side, away from prying eyes, and crossed her arms over her chest. She eyed Mirai, up and down, as if trying to come to a conclusion of what he wanted to talk about. In true Chloe fashion, she remained silent, waiting for him to say his piece.

Mirai, who had some experience of handling dangerous girls, admired the grace with which she handled his presence. Unfortunately, it seemed to be a grace he struggled to keep after Miyume's passing. He was lost and confused in being alone. The assembly had been such an odd thing to attend because to him it merely felt that she was gone. She would come back later, he thought.

"Over here," he said at last. He was retreating into the shadows that backed the outside wall. "I am quite sure you know who I want to talk about."

Of course he was here to talk about her. He had no other reason to approach her. The German's expression managed to become even more grim, if that were even possible. Again, silently, she nodded and followed Mirai towards the shadows so they could speak. Inwardly, she was curious... what could he possibly have to say to her about Miyume? What was he trying to accomplish? Mirai always struck her as the type to always have some sort of goal that his schemes would accomplish... so what was this one?

"Speak."

Her tone was clipped yet tired. It held little of the bark it might have had under better circumstances.

Mirai didn't smile or flinch at that single word. First, he had heard it spoken sterner in the most personal of places, the family home. Second, he was deep in thought about what he wanted to talk about. And third he had to find the words and bring them out his throat.

"I miss her," he said very matter-of-factly. He was silent with caution for Chloe's reaction. "No matter what you or anybody else believes."

Chloe was silent for a time as she studied Mirai. He missed Miyume? To be honest, she had never doubted that. They all, to some extent, missed her. The incident was so recent that the feeling was just so raw.

"We all do."

She didn't deny that he missed her, and she definitely didn't try to belittle his feelings. Loss like this wasn't something that could be quantified so easily. Yes, she was angry at him for how she had made Miyume feel trapped towards the end... but she was angrier at herself for not being able to help Miyume.

This time Mirai was silent. He was deeper in thought, with an anger at himself but its flame engulfing everyone else. He reckoned that he had done everything he could and respected what he saw. Back in that accursed place he was quite sure many had turned their eyes from nothing. He remained, not very willingly, calm and controlled. He spoke then.

"I am quite sure many in the school don't," he said. He was angry at the hypocrisy. That others had spoken without caring when she was alive.

"We, as in the critical thinking class. Not those...."

She caught herself before she went any farther, reigning in her anger. What was she going to say about the others in this school? Whatever it was, it wasn't anything nice. She closed her eyes for a moment, willing the sudden flare of anger to subside before she spoke again.

"Not the school. We. Us. Those who knew the real Miyume."

The German's gaze had become so intense now, and she probably hadn't realized it.

"... Yeah."

Mirai accused others of keeping their eyes on Miyume. His eyes were studying Chloe. He saw she was far angrier than he had seen her since their paths had crossed, and then working together in the other world. He looked again when she kept control, and he felt better when she just stood there without yelling.

"Perhaps I didn't make myself clear," he said to her. Then he smiled and added, "The school. The staff, maybe?"