The room is dimly lit; most of the light for the room is coming from a massive monitor at the pack off the room. A few pillars are spread out around the room, in the shape of the tower in the middle of the school building. Sitting down in a white swiveling chair, legs crossed, Satsuki has her head resting on her hand. She turns to look at the monitor.
“Any signs of Life Fibers anywhere on the school grounds, Inumuta?”
On the lower level of the room, just a few steps down form Satsuki, sits the entire Student Council body, consisting of five people. Sitting on red couches in front of a small table, each member of the council has their own tailored uniforms on.
Bright blue hair with multiple bangs over his face with matching glasses, three black stars along the front of his uniform jacket, white pants and various compartments lined along the bottom of the jacket with wires connecting all over his body, Information and Strategy Committee Chair Houka Inumuta is rapidly typing on his personal laptop. After a few moments, he stops and adjusts his glasses.
“I’m not picking anything up in the area. Everything seems fine now, Lady Satsuki.”
“Good. Looks like we can all safely let our guard down.”
In the room, Gamagoori is sitting on one of the couches, next to another council member.
“Whether we have our guard down or not, we will always be ready to defend you and the school from any threat that shows itself. As long as the four of us are here, Honnouji Academy is protected under our watch.”
Hearing that brings a small smile on Satsuki’s face, “Always ready to be the iron defense for everybody, Gamagoori. I suppose you also have a new resolve for wanting to protect everybody?”
“Of course.”
“Does it involve you taking a liking to Mankanshou?”
Gamagoori crosses his arms and his face becomes a bit flushed red, “T-That’s it’s own resolve.”
The council member next to Gamagoori throws in her own comment, “It looks like the toad found a princess to turn him into a prince with a kiss.”
Wearing a small one piece dress with white frills along the bottom and three black stars across her chest, a large, decorated marching hat on top of her short, pink hair, Non-Athletic Committee Chair Nonon Jakuzure crosses her legs, waving around a long, red baton. She lightly taps Gamagoori on his shoulder.
“You better make her first kiss a good one!”
“I don’t need your advice about trying to make something work, Jakuzure! You haven’t even kiss anybody yet!”
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