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♥~ Oui, that I am! In faaaaaaact… I already found it! It’s you! I was looking for you this whole time. ~♥

Naturally, as Satsuki is such a high-profile member of REVOCs (not to mention the daughter of the Director!), anything she does is secretly tracked. Sometimes, whatever interesting crumb that Satsuki’s life left reaches Nui. Most recently, she learned that Satsuki and her pet pitviper had arranged for a cute concert date! Isn’t that grand? No? Nui agreed. It was disgusting how close the two had gotten with each other… So, Nui was here to fix things for the Student President, just like the good sibling she was!

‘She searched for me?!’

Nonon was indeed shocked, what in the world would Harime Nui the grand couturier want from her? Certainly nothing good, the pinkette wouldn’t let her guard down, but she’d still be kind to her. It was for the first time they actually really interacted without anyone gettting between them. Maybe finally the girl could make an opinion about the overly pink ‘fashion star’.

//What shitbags. Woah. Don’t pay attention to them, you’re way to cool, getting hate means just people are jealous, don’t let it touch you. Nobody should let it touch them. I’ve been getting a lot hate, as well on a different blog, because of a ship. Let me repeat. Because of a ship. So you see, it doesn’t take much people to hate on you and it kinda looses it’s sense when people shit on you like there’s no tomorrow for the dumbest reasons.

She observed the stoplight as she tried to get her bearings again. Really, what does one say to an elite member of Honnoji?

“A little warm, huh~? If you say so~”

Nonon just rolled with it, the wind was quite chilly, if anything it was cool, but not warm. The pinkette wouldn’t press further, teasing lower [and same levelled] students was fun. But if Nonon would continue, she feared the girl would faint.

So Satsuki was as fine as ever. That was good, Nonon and the rest of the elite four began to worry about their friend and former ‘master’. 

The room remained that way, until Jakuzure walked in. At least she was bearing informative news, instead of just coming in to annoy him like she usually did.

“Hmm...let me think for a minute...”

Nonon used to forget things that she didn’t think of as important, which meant everything that wasn’t music and Satsuki’s orders went from one ear to another and never returned.