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Who: The Chitoku inaugural class.
Where: Chitoku campus, various locations.
When: Sunday, April 3, 2022, two days before the start of spring term.
What: The school has opened its doors.


After eight years of careful planning and preparation, the campus of Chitoku Academy for the Gifted was coming alive at last. Helpful staff members had been posted everywhere in anticipation of the crowd, and seemingly every variable had been accounted for in order to make the move-in and initial orientation go as smoothly as possible...

Save, that is, for the weather.

The sky had just opened up on several hundred students and their families. Boxes and suitcases were being hastily hauled to whatever shelter could be found, with the aforementioned helpful staff members now acting as guides to the most convenient locations, and clusters of people seemed to naturally form around them, waiting for the downpour to slacken so the day could proceed.

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[allisnothing.insanejournal.com]

Haruka was startled at the sudden physical contact but didn't pull away when she felt his hand pat and rock through her hair, mussing the wet strands up more. Instead, she concentrated on how it felt, memorizing and linking it to a mental image until it went away.

"Pretty generous, senpai. I'll see when you show me, I guess," she replied. "'Kiri-chan'?"

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Mirai's hand removed itself from her head, leaving the strands messy and parted. He tried to fold his arms, but he had to hold the umbrella - so he quietly laughed at the joke instead.

"Grasshopper," he explained. "But what you will see depends on what you want me to show you, of course."

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[allisnothing.insanejournal.com]

"Kirigirisu* huh." Haruka seemed to consider this, before smiling a little. "I guess the expression here is 'PLEASE TEACH ME, SENSEI'?"

She felt the ground change a beneath her feet, elevating as she stepped onto what sounded like a concrete step or platform. This felt like this was Yanagi, unless Imaizumi had led her somewhere else entirely.

She turned to him and said, "By the way. My name is Haruka Shikata, second year. I specialize in drama."

((Grasshopper))

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Mirai was standing at the base of the steps, looking accomplished and useful. He was hanging his umbrella on his arm then sliding his hands in his pockets. He greeted a few female stragglers from down the road as they went past. After a fairly long pause, in which he watched them leave, his gaze turned back to Haruka.

"A pleasure, Kiri-chan. I study ethics, by the way." He watched even more file in, all the more intently. "I would offer to help you inside, but it would be untoward on my part."

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[allisnothing.insanejournal.com]

"Nah. I'm fine from here. And that's a harem or ecchi scenario waiting to happen."

She pulled her bag up the steps with a bit of effort. The building offered some shelter so she shook droplets off her hand before unzipping one of the side poaches of her bag. Out came a small notepad shaped like a popular dog mascot with wings strapped to her back and a pen, which she used to scribble something down before handing the sheet to Imaizumi.

"My number. Send me a text and I'll have yours?"

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[burningbow.insanejournal.com]

The number was taken and stored away with utmost care. He came forward to help Haruka close her bag, gracefully handling any close contact till he turned his back a little, pulled his jacket around himself and gave a wave.

"If you feel things are hard and you need to give me a call, don't be afraid," he said, "I will send a message later. Bye, Kiri-chan."

And with that, he was down the steps and could be heard walking away.