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You grab your belongings and exit the apartment. Getting to school isn’t that big a thing right now, but the mansion is in the other direction, so wandering about for a while would be a good idea. You take off down the street, carrying your bag in one hand and letting the other hand swing to the side. A few people turn their gaze as you walk down the street, making your skirt bounce about as you go into a shopping district that is near the train station. You look at all the shop’s windows, seeing all sorts of odd things here. You then hear a familiar voice as you look into the window
“Hey! Watako, what are you doing out here?”
She runs up to you, smiling. Renko Usami of the senior class, close friends with Maribel. She stops in front of you and rests a hand on one of her hips. Her smile comforts you as you stand there. Renko is rather accepting of your condition and choices, unlike your step-sister, Maribel. She huffs a few times and then looks at the store window. Her gaze glazes over for a second, but she quickly turns back to you.
“So, you were thinking of buying something from the women’s department again?”
You shake your head, a slight blush coming to your cheeks.
“U-Umm, no! I was only looking in the window; I would never go as far as to buy-”
She gets up close to you and gives you a firm pat on the back, a smile crawling across her face.
“I see, so you are really interested in this kind of stuff, eh?”
You fiddle with your hands, trying to avoid her beaming at you. Pressure rises in your head, making your eyes hurt a little. You have to admit, this is really embarrassing. You grip your skirt firmly as she tightens her grip around one of your shoulders, and gives you a firm shake to loosen you up.
“Well then, maybe we can go here together later on today. I could always use something new.”
You nod, breathing a sigh of relief. The pressure in your head fades as Renko grabs one of your hands.
“Now come on, we need to get going to the train station!”
You don’t get a chance to speak as she pulls you down the street, leading you to the train station. You see a few people pass by on either side as you head towards the trains.
“But, Ren! We don’t need to be at school right now!”
The two of you get to the station, and she gives you a slight nod. You soon find yourself on the train to the high school building, sitting next to Renko. Did she ignore you?
“Hey, Ren. You do know that we could have been there a little longer, right?”
She nods, leaning back on the seat. She puts her arms up against the back of it and leans her head back, yawning deeply. You look about as she does this to see that there are only a few students on the train right now. Probably club members and class reps, but not anybody who… Oh, right. Club members. Just as you remember why you must be going to school so early, Renko speaks up.
“Have you already forgotten about the club? Mary may have graduated already, but we can still run it at the school, until we graduate, that is. Then we should take it to the university that Maribel is at, right?”
You nod and open up your bag, pulling out a rather worn sketch book. You flip a few pages and see the illustrations you did of what Merry said she saw in her dreams. A small girl who has two tails, a woman who has ghosts follow about behind her, and even a shrine maiden. You recall the names she gave these ‘people’, and laugh to yourself. Not out loud, of course, but merely in your mind. She does have an active imagination for a girl of her age. Closing the book, you notice Renko staring at you. She grins and pats your shoulder, leaning in closer.
“Looking at those silly pictures again, huh? You sure do seem to love the stuff that Maribel imagines. She always tells you and her dad about all of those crazy dreams, and about how much fun they are. I myself am sort of interested in hearing more about them…”
She looks away, suddenly acting rather distant. You shrug and put the book back in the bag. The train begins to come to a halt, and Renko comes back to reality. She snatches your hand and pulls you up, leading you out to the school grounds. She stops in front of the school and grins.
“So then, you aren’t forgetting anything, are you?”
[ ] Oh, wait. You left a sketchbook of yours in class, right?
[ ] No, you might as well get to the club room.
[ ] “Take it easy.”