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Sitting up in bed, Netta stretched out and let out a yawn. Swinging her legs down, she could only reach the floor with the tips of her toes.

“Why do the beds have to be so high up?... why do I have to be so short?” Hoping off the bed, Netta saw the time. “3:30? I’m up really early huh?” Pulling on some slippers, Netta exited her room and headed for the kitchen area of Octavinelle.

Entering the dorms kitchen (which was relatively small compared to the size of the kitchen for Mostro Lounge) Netta grabbed a stool and dragged it over to the fridge. Standing on the stool she reached for the back of the fridge, grabbing a small ornate box somewhere around the middle. Putting the box on the counter, she returned the stool to its spot. Grabbing the box off the countertop, Netta thought for a moment then exited the kitchen.

“I’m not gonna able to go back to bed. I’ll get ready for today and do some homework in the Mostro Lounge.” Returning to her dorm room, Netta changed into her school uniform, putting her tie into a bow shape and placing her silver fish pin on ito.

Grabbing her bag and homework from her desk, as well as the box, Netta once again exited her room, this time heading to Mostro Lounge. On the way there, she opened the box, which was filled with bags of konpeitō. Konpeitō, small-star shaped sugar candys, is one of Netta favorite sweet treats, only proceeded by her favorite food - daifuku mochi.

Seating herself at a table, she opened one of the bags of konpeitō and started to eat it as she worked on some home work.

At 5:00 AM

Having gone though her terrible breakfast, consisting of four bags of konpeitō, Netta is now not the only one awake in Octavinelle, for two reasons.

Reason number one, is that majority of the dorm is awake at this as to prepare for school as well as to prepare Mostro Lounge for how busy it will be later in the day. As for the second reason.... well... let’s just say- there is a reason the box filled with bags of konpeitō was on top of the fridge. Netta on a sugar rush is a hyper active Netta no one, not even Floyd, wants to deal with.

With having finished her homework, and having the box on konpeitō confiscated by a third year, Netta is looking for a way to entertain herself. Luckily, not really from anyone else’s perspective, Jade and Floyd entered the Mostro Lounge. Dashing over to them, Netta started bouncing on the balls of her feet.

“Hi Jade-sama! Hi Floyd-san! How are you both this morning?!”

Jade kept his same normal polite smile on his face, although he did take notice that the small girl was seeming a bit more active this morning. As for Floyd, his smile grew wide at his tiny female friend. He didn’t even notice her bouncing, he was just happy to see the tiny female.

“I’m good Fuguchan!” Smiling down at her, Floyd was surprised to finally see her bouncing and her not standing still. As for Jade, he walked over to the booth that the sugar-high shark came from. Seeing the four empty bags, Jade’s eyes widened and picked them up, walking back over to his brother and fellow classmate.

“Antonietta-san. By chance, did you get into the box on konpeitō from on top of the fridge?” Hearing her name, Netta turned to Jade and smiled wide- showing her large, sharp teeth.

“YEAH! Someone left it in the middle of the fridge and I just grabbed the box after climbing on top of a stool!” Floyd stared down at her, looking slightly frightened. Jade kept his smile on his face.

“How many did you have?”

“Four bags! A third year took the box from me before I could grab a fifth one, it really made me upset!” Jade and Floyd both quietly sighed in relief. Netta may love sweets, but she can’t eat to many at once or else she’s extremely uncontrollable- that is until she crashes.

“Neh neh, do you think we should take her to the Azul, Jade?”

“It would be for the best. Azul could be able to give her a job to wear down the sugar in her system.” Smiling the twins grabbed Netta’s hands and started to head to Azul’s room. As there walked Netta started to quietly hum to herself.

Three Hours Later

Netta was sitting in her classroom, with Azul & Jamil, having not yet crashed from her intake of pure sugar for breakfast, but she is low on energy. By the time, Netta had almost fallen asleep three times in Mr. Trein’s class.

Thankfully, Jamil was seated next to her and elbowed her anytime she started dozing off. Another thing for her to be thankful for was that it was a break period for them, so she could get a nap or eat something to get herself energized again.

“Thank you for waking me up, Viper-san. It was very helpful.” Netta closed her eyes and gave him a small smile.

“Not a problem, D’Angeli-chan. But, please make sure you aren’t drowsy next time.”

“I promise! I just did something I shouldn’t have this morning. I woke up early and wasn’t thinking straight.” Netta walked around the desks to exit the room. As she exited the room, Netta was trying to think of what she should do to wake herself back up.

“Antonietta.” Turning to the voice, Netta saw Azul.

“Ah! Azul-senpai! What can I do for you?” Standing up straight, the small girl looked up at the taller male. The male passed her a bag.

“Eat this. It’s not a sugary treat, but it will help you get some energy back. The daifuku mochi is for after lunch.” Netta looked into the bag to find an energy bar, a protein shake, and some daifuku mochi. Looking back up at him, Netta smiled wide.

“Thank you Azul-senpai! I work extra hard today after school!” Netta then skipped her way out to the court yard to eat her treat.

This is a bit of a belated celebration for Sebek’s birthday (I had a hard time with one little aspect). Gonna thank a friend of mine for helping me think of it!

Sitting in her dorm room, Kuro stared at the blank letter trying to think of something. Even if the fea girl didn’t know Sebek very well, and did find him slightly annoying, she still cared about him, and his well-being. Biting her pencil, a habit of her’s, Kuro kept thinking of what to write. With a few knocks on her door, she became aware of someone wanting to speak with her.

“You may come in.” Setting her pencil down, Kuro turned to the door.

“Amano-sama, the party is about to begin. Are you ready?” Kuro looked at Silver, who had entered her room, and shook her head no. “What is it?”

“I have a gift I am sure Zigvolt-san would like.... but I am struggling to write him a message on his card. I can’t think of what to say. I may read a lot but that doesn’t equate to being a good writer also.... always atleast.” Silver nodded and walked closer to her.

“Maybe start with wishing him a Happy Birthday then switch over to writing something in relation to the gift? You are alway straight forward Amano-sama.” At his words, Kuro’s eyes lit up with an idea.

“Silver-san, thank you. I’ll be down in a bit!” Quickly, she returned to her letter as Silver exited her room

Later

Kuro was seated in a prime location to watch the party. Sitting in the balcony area of the Diasomnia lounge was a favorite spot anyways. She liked to sit in the center of the balcony either to people watch, or to read. Today, it was the former. Kuro is rather akward around large groups of people, so she was choosing to keep herself distant to keep that awkwardness from setting in.

“Kurohime-chan. I seeing you are enjoying your peace doing your second favorite hobby.” Kuro looked over to the long lived bat fea, with a chuckle.

“Of course, Lilia-sama. I am much more relaxed, like you, on certain duties related to the young master. On days like today, where everyone else care relax, it is my turn to be the most on guard.” Lilia looked to her and nodded his head, smiling all the while. He then noticed the present on her lap.

“By chance, Kurohime, is that present,” He indicated to the on on her lap, “from you to Sebek?” With a nod from her, Lilia smiled and moved closer.

“I’m sorry Lilia-sama, but I would like to directly give this to Zig- Sebek-san myself after the party.” Lilia looked at Kuro, surprised then smiled.

“In your own way, you want to tell him you care?” With nod a from her as confirmation, Lilia’s smile grew wider. “Then I shall be off. I’ll keep Sebek, Silver, & Malleus around after the party.”

“Thank you Lilia-sama.” Her normally blank face broke as she gave him a closed eyed smile as to say thank you. Seeing her smile, caught Lilia off guard for a second but he returned to smiling and left her be.

After the party

Kuro walked down from the balcony area, the present in hand. She waited a bit, a first time for her to ever feel nervous. But seeing Lilia motion for her to come over, she let out a small sigh, and a light smile and walked over to the four beings she was closest to in her dorm.

“Ah! Amano-sama! I see you were in attendance!” Kuro’s eye twitched slightly at his loud voice, but chose to hold her tounge. After all, today was his birthday. Sebek looked at the slightly shorter female fea, and saw her present for him, causing him to pause at it’s size. He was only expecting a small envelope with a birthday card from her, not an actual wrapped box. “Amano-sama-”

“Kuro.” All four males infront of her looked surprised. After all, of these who know her, Kuro only allows her six closest companions (the other girls in the program), Malleus, and Lilia to call her by her first name. And! Only her six closest companions call her by her nickname. “You have my permission to call me Kurohime, and Kuro for the rest of the day.”

“Am-Kurohime.” Sebek stared at her, dumbfounded. Kuro flushed red and quickly past the present to Sebek as to get all four of them to stop looking at her. Sebek looked to her then the gift.

He placed the present on the table and took the envelope off of it. He opened it and read aloud what it said.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEBEK

It is a pleasure to say happy birthday to you today, and to see you as happy as you can be on this glorious cusp of the next year of your life. In closed in this letter is a riddle to the present I have for you.

I lay inside this box, my colors of black and green and peach.

I feel as soft as a fluffy cloud, but only when I am clean.

I am a depiction of one you hold dear, as they are a key to protect.

So hold me and squeeze me to make your days come alight.

What am I?

After finishing the letter, Sebek looked at her then started to open it. Lilia looked and Kuro with a knowing smirk. Malleus and Silver both peered over Sebek to see what it was.

Inside the box lay a Malleus plushie with some sweets. The sweets were nothing special, just something Kuro had bought from Mr S’s shop. The plushie however, was something hand crafted by someone who knew how to use a needle and tread.

“I ask Aurè to make it. I cannot sew to save my life. So when you can, Zigvolt-san, you should thank her.” Kuro looked over to Sebek, trying to gauge his reaction, hoping that he did truely like it.

After a moment, Sebek took the plushie from the box and studied its every detail. It was masterfully crafted, as expected from a Pomefiore student. Putting the plush Malleus back in the box, Sebek turned to Kuro with a big smile on his face. He quickly engulfed her in a hug.

“THANK YOU FOR THIS WONDERFUL GIFT KURO-SAMA! I WILL TREASURE IT FOREVER! AND I SHALL THANK AURÈLE!” Kuro winced at how loud he was but smiled knowing he did like the gift. She returned his hug, albeit slightly confused.

Translation - Love of family

Aurè sat quietly in her room, repairing one of her dress. Aurè looked over to a picture of her and Rook when they were younger on her desk. Seeing it caused a small smile to appear on her lips. With a quiet hum, Aurè returned to her sewing.

While just down the hall, Rook was studying his collection of photos of the unique individuals at NRC. Like Aurè, Rook had a photo of the two of them as kids on his desk, while next to it is one of the first plushies she ever made. The small little bunny she made for him so long ago, although it wasn’t anything in comparison to her skills now, was very special to this hunter- a precious gift from his précieuse petite soeur. Picking up the small plush bunny, Rook saw that it was in need of some slight repair, and thus decided to take it to Aurè.

As he walked down the hallway, Rook happened to notice one of many admirers of Aurè. Now unlike the majority, this admirer was apart of the small minority who would leave her gifts and notes. And even of that minority, this admirer was apart of a even smaller minority- as he was the only one of her Pomefiore admirers to be brave enough to leave her gifts.

Arriving near her room, Rook saw Aurè outside her room, her expression unreadable to those who didn’t know her. She was reading a note while holding a package- both likely from the Pomefiore student. Quietly Rook sighed and continued over to her. At his quiet, subtle foot steps that she has come to recognize quickly, Aurè looked over and smiled at him.

“Grand frère, hello!” Both of them hugged. “Would you like to come in?” Smiling, Rook entered her room.

“I have but a small task to ask of you, Aurè.” Aurè looked at the hunter, her eyes showing her curiosity. Rook held the plush bunny she made long ago, causing her eyes to widen. “Monsieur Hop may need some stitching.”

Aurè took the bunny from him, and studied it. Other then the unraveling seams- Monsieur Hop was in very good condition. “I’m surprised you kept him, let alone brought him with you here. But don’t worry, your petite soeur will have Monsieur Hop all better within the week- that’s a promise.”

Rook smiled at her as she turned around to put the bunny by her sewing things. While she was turned away from him - likely looking for a proper thread color for the project, Rook saw a read the note that was left to her. From it, Rook knew his thoughts were correct.

“I see you’ve been left another gift, Madame Fleur. And this time with an accompanying letter!” Aurè looked over to Rook as he was holding and reading the letter.

“Yeah. I’m very interested in finding out who it is this time.” Rook took note of the smile she held, and how it slightly twitched. Rook sighed and walked over to her, having set the letter down.

“Aurèle.” At her name and him placing his hands on her shoulders, Aurè looked Rook in the eye. “Understand, you are beautiful- and these Monsieurs see it too.”

Aurè smiled softly at him, “Thank you frère, but.... I know your just complimenting me...” Rook looked at her, with a frown.

Later that night

Aurè, having spent all of her free time sewing and doing homework, saw the time. “Oh. I should get ready.”

Standing up from her desk, Aurè brushed her hair (again), reapplied her light blush and lip gloss, & fixed the Pomefiore dorm uniform. Having done that, she pulled on her heels and exited her room, quietly as to not alarm anyone.

“Ms. Hunt.” Freezing, Aurè turned to the voice to see her dorm head who had his arms crossed. “Might I ask where you are going at this time of day?”

“Ah- Vil-senpai! Hello. You see, a member of Pomefiore asked me to meet him privately, earlier. I’m just going to go meet with him for a few minutes.” Vil looked at her skeptically, but her eyes showed how truthful she was.

“Alright Aurè. But please return quickly, I would not like this to interrupt your beauty sleep.” Smiling, Aurè nodded to Vil that she understood and continued on her way to where she was heading- not noticing how flushed her cheeks were.

Upon arriving at the Apple tree outside of the dorm building, Aurè noticed the admire who left her the gift.

‘Alright. Here we go.... again.’

“Hi. Are you the one who asked me to come here?” Turning to her, the student flushed red.

“Y-yes! I’m so thankful you came to meet me Aurèle! There is something I wanted to tell you.” Aurè nodded and moved closer to him, causing the poor boy to become even more flustered. “Yo-you se-see Miss Aurèle, I have been extremely inamoured with you for a while, and I-I we-well wanted to te-tell you....”

“Well, go on, I’m all ears.” She closed her eyes and smiled, & although it was forced- the boy never noticed.

“I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT! MISS AURÈLE! YOU ARE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL AT NIGHT RAVEN COLLEGE! NONE OF THE OTHER GIRLS COMPARE TO YOUR BEAUTY OR KIND HEART! I LIKE YOU A LOT! PLEASE CONSIDER DATING ME!” Aurè looked at him stunned, then she frowned.

“You didn’t have to be so loud. I don’t want to have the whole dorm waking up.” The boy looked up at her hopeful but saw her expression, and gulped. “Look, I’m sorry but- no. I don’t want to date people who mess with me. I’m not not that pretty.”

“But you are! I swear to you! And I also swear to you that I’m not messing with you!”

“Yeah, right. Netta put you up to this, didn’t she?” As he was about to comment again, she glared at him. “In truth, I’m not gonna believe you weither you deny it or not. But understand, my answer is no. I will not date you, now stop leaving me gifts.”

Before he could say anything, Aurè turned on her heels and walked back into Pomefiore. As she walked away, the boy crumbled to his knees confused and upset. Rook, who had watched the whole exchange, exited from his hidding spot and approached the male.

“I see mon soeur has rejected you. You are not the first to have confessed to her and be rejected so brutally, and you definitely won’t be last.”

“Why?” Rook looked at the male, with a frown.

“Even though she is mon précieuse petite soeur, I am not fully aware of why. Aurè is self conscious about her own beauty though.” Rook walked back to the dorm building. He knew what was going to happen when he saw what the letter from the Pomefiore student said. So why didn’t Rook tell the poor boy?

Entering the botanical garden always gave her a nice, calming feeling. Bahati always enjoyed the sent of flowers, and she liked coming here to relieve stress, either from her group of six female friends or from the over powering sent of males that permeated the whole school. This garden was her only sanctuary from both situations. Choosing to head to the back of the garden, Bahati moved her bag closer to her body and started her treak to the back of the botanical garden.

Upon nearing her desired location, the scent of a certain lion enter her nostrils. With a sigh, she remembered that he enjoyed coming to this garden as well. For him this place was a good way to skip school or just to have a nice nap. When she spotted him, Bahati made sure to not step on his legs or tail, as she didn’t want to deal with an angry Leona. After passing over him, she looked back and notice a few strands of hair hanging down into his face, causing his facial expression to be very annoyed.

Putting her bag down a bit away from him, Bahati moved closer, and crouched down next to him. She gently moved the strands of hair away from his face, tucking it in with the rest of his hair. Leona wiggled a bit, then settled back down, his face returning to a nutural expression after words.

With a smile, Bahati stood back up and turned around as to retrieve her bag and continue to her favorite spot in the Botanical Garden. That is until, she felt something wrap around her leg. Looking down, she noticed that Leona’s tail had wrapped itself around her ankle. With a sigh, she leaned over as far as she could, barely being able to grab the strap of her bag. Turning back to the lion, she crossed her arms and gave a huff, “How long are you going to keep pretending to be alseep, Leona-sama?”

Looking at his face, the jackal could see a smirk. Lazily, Leona opened one eye and looked her, his smirk growing a bit larger. “Your scent woke me up, little jackal.”

Bahati looked at him, unamused, “May I please have my leg back? I came here to do some home work, not skip school and be your napping buddy.”

Leona looked at her, as his tail unwrapped itself from her ankle. With a smile to him, Bahati turned back around to head to her desired location. Until, that is, she felt a tug on her tail, that caused her to tumble backwards into his arms. Bahati’s cheeks grew red, as she turned to glare daggers at him. “Leona-sama wha-”

“Where do you think your going? I need a new pillow.” Bahati’s glare hardened at him as her cheek grew darker.

“Leona. I came here to do my homework, I am not a pillow or a napping buddy, at least not today.” Bahati stayed strong with her conviction even though she true did want to just spend some time with him, time they never got as kids.

As for Leona, he was staring at her. After all at home, she always referred to him by his last name (a mandated rule by her mother), and although she called him by his first name here at NRC, she always used the honorific sama after it. For her to purely just say his name, either means a slip of the tongue or that she was comfortable & relaxed with him at this very moment in time.

“Jackal.... You said my name....” Bahati looked at him straight faced and was about to make a quippy remark until he continued “Without an honorific.”

Bahati thought for a quick second then covered her face as she flushed red. “I’m so sorry Leona-sama! It was a pure slip of the tongue!”

Her response made him chuckle. “It’s fine Jackal.”

“No, it isn’t! I spoke to you in a familiar way that I don’t have your permission for!” Leona looked at her, growling quietly.

“You do have permission, Bahati.” This time it was her turn to look shocked at the other party. He only every called her ‘Jackal’, and nothing else. “Out of everyone in this school I’ve known you the longest, and the same for you about me. If anyone has a right to call me by my name without the us of an honorific, it’s you.”

Bahati stared at him, utterly shocked. Her face was slowly getting even more red, that it was even reaching the tips of her ears. With her in a shocked state, Leona placed her seated down against the tree, then layed his head on her lap, noticing her tail wagging.

“Did you just say that to get me to stop arguing with you Leona?”

“No, was just and added benefit.” Bahati rolled her eyes and got to work on her home work, petting Leona’s ears every once and awhile.

A short time later

Reggie wondered into the garden, wondering where his dorm head, and the resident female Savanaclaw student were. After wandering a bit, he found them.

Leona’s head laying on her lap, his body curled as close as it could to her. As for Bahati, she fell asleep doing her homework. Her back was against the tree, with her a lulled to the side, her hand resting on Leona’s head as she likely fell asleep petting his head and ears.

Ruggie quietly chuckled to himself, and left the two of them to nap in peace.... after of course taking a picture. “Shishishi, Bahati-san is going to murder me when she finds out.”

Seated in the rose maze of Heartslabyul, Odelia and Riddle were having tea time together. The both of them sitting quietly across from each other, also doing their own respective item to relax. Odelia with a hefty tome, and Riddle looking at the wonderful roses.

Suddenly Odelia let out a small chuckle, causing Riddle to turn to her. Odelia put a book mark into the tome and turn to him- her eyes sparkling and a smile on her lips.

“What is so funny, Odelia?” Placing the book on the table, she turned to give her full attention to him.

“Well you see, Rosebud.” She chuckled again as he flushed at the nickname she give him long ago. “The main lead of the story I was just reading happened to have met the son of a rich family. The heroine and the boy’s interaction reminded me of when we first met. That’s why I laughed.”

Curiously Riddle looked at her then at the book. “I see. Did you borrow this book from miss Amano from Diasomnia?”

“Kuro did actually give this to me to read. She told me how I reminded her of the main lead of this book.” Riddle looked at her again.

“I see Delilah.” Odelia looked at him surprised then smirked. “What, Astor?”

“You haven’t called me Delilah since we came to NRC last school year, Rosebud.” Riddle flushed.

“That isn’t important enough to comment on it, As- Del- Odelia.” She looked at him with a quirked eyebrow then sighed, dejected.

“Fine fine, Rosebud.”

“I am curious, how do the lead & this boy they met, remind you of how we first met?” Odelia chuckled, then looked him in the eye.

“Well, the main lead, Cora Gypsie, is a head strong young lady, from a well off family connected to a royal family.”

“Sounds exactly like you a bit, Delilah.” Odelia hummed in agreement.

“So when her father takes her to meet Madam Juliet Morass, & her only son, James- seemingly out of no where, Cora is suspicious.” Odelia looked at the book, then back at Riddle. “After being at the Morass mansion for an hour, it is revealed to the two children are to be wed when they are old enough. Cora, infuriated, declares that she will not marry James, and makes a vow that she will get stronger, and one day challenge him to a duel to dispel the arrangement.”

“How very accurate....” Riddle stares intently into her eyes with a smile. “I highly doubt she will succeed.”

“Don’t underestimate her. I think Cora will be able to do it.” From the tone of both of their voices, one would almost think they were not longer speaking about Miss Cora Gypsie & Mr. James Moras. With a shake of his head, Riddle stood up from the table.

“I have faith she will get stronger, no doubts about that. I just believe she won’t be able to defy her father. Now, I’m very sorry to cut today’s tea time short my dear Odelia, but I have some things to handle.”

“I understand Rosebud, go take care of them. I’ll stay here a bit until I’m needed or until the tea runs out.” With a nod and smile, Riddle parted from their seating area. Odelia watched him until he was no longer in sight then picked up her book to return to the story.

While I wait for asks, I’m going to make some short little stories of the girls either interacting with one another, or with one/some of the boys.

Also, gonna thank my friend @wolken-himmel She didn’t suggest this story, no. But she was the one who inspired me to write these. So, thank you Wolkie!

Anyways, enjoy!

Humming to herself, one side of her headphones over its respective ear, Lotus was messing with a music app on her laptop. Her free hand’s fingers lightly drumming against the device to a rhythm only heard though Lotus’s headphones, or even just in her head. At a sudden noise, Lotus looked up to see a certain small, fire haired android flying towards her, causing her to smile.

“Hi Ortho-chi. How are you?” Ortho landed near the tall female, who was currently seated at a table in the lounge of Ignihyde. Ortho looked at her then tilted his head and closed his eyes, as if to smile, giving a reply.

“Hi Lotus-chan. I am doing well. Are you by chance working on some new music?” He started floating again and peered over her shoulder at her laptop screen.

“Yeah!” came her reply, louder then she wanted, causing other members of their dorm to turn toward them. At this, Lotus flushed and looked at her laptop for a quick minute before turning back to Ortho, removing her headphones. “I’m just about done with this new piece, if you want to listen to if for me? I could really use the criticism.”

“I would love to!” Lotus smiled but a look of nervousness washed over her quickly afterward with what the young android said next, “I’m sure Oniisan would like to listen too, Lotus-chan!”

Lotus quickly grew pale and started shaking, as her nervous overtook her mind. Quickly Ortho cought on that something wasn’t right with his tall friend. “Lotus-chan? Are you alright?”

At his voice Lotus was broken from her mental state of fight or flight, but she put on a half hearted smile. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just stop by my room later to come and listen... and please don’t drag your brother over to my room. I’m sure he’s already extremely busy with dorm head things. I really don’t want to bother him.”

Ortho looked at her confused, but nodded his head as she saved the file, closed her laptop and stood up to her full hieght, with her headphones securely around her neck.

“See you later Ortho. I’m going to head to my room to work on some homework.” Lotus waved bye and started to head to the dorm rooms.

After floating in place for a moment, Ortho chose to head back to his and Idia’s room, curious about his friend’s reaction.

Awhile Later

Lotus was seated at her desk, her headphones on, and humming as she worked on her song again. Her homework was seated beside her on the desk, already completed. As her door was pushed open by Ortho, Lotus leaned back into her chair as her humming ceased.

“It’s still missing something....” Lotus started drumming her fingers against her arm rest, not noticing the young android had joined her. Suddenly she sat up and chose to start a new recording layer on the song.

As the music started playing, Lotus started singing to the music heard through her headphones. Ortho had never heard the girl sing before, even though he had heard her music. From what analyst he could get from her voice, many would claim it beautiful, and some among them would say it is angelic, with even a slight some fewer comparing her to a goddess of music, or even a muse.

Once Lotus was done singing and was finish with the recording, she sat back with an accomplished smile. “That’s what was missing.”

With a tap to her shoulder, causing her to stiffen, Lotus turn around. Seeing the young android, she calmed down. “Ortho. You startled me. How long have you been here? How much did you hear?”

“The whole thing, Lotus!” At his statement, Lotus’s cheek brightened. “Your singing was beautiful, Lotus-chan! You should sing more often!”

“Oh, no. I’m not that good. This is just a demo, when at can I’m going to get Netta to sing instead.” Lotus started to write down the lyrics she just sang, after saving and exporting the file of music. “It’s done for the moment. Just save a copy of the file, or files, and listen to them when you can.”

As she was writing, Lotus felt the young android settle by her laptop and assumed he started saving the files he wanted. After a short little while, he exited the room. With a smile, Lotus looked up from her lyric writing to her computer.... only to then notice that it was gone. Paling, Lotus shot up from her seat. “Ortho!”

Quick as she could, Lotus exited her room and started looking around in the halls for the young android. Sadly he had already disappeared, with her laptop and demo-reels. Muttering under her breath, Lotus approached another member of her dorm. Gently tapping him on the shoulder, she asked, “By chance do you know where dorm leader Shroud’s room is?”

Normally, Lotus would crouch down as to not intimidate those she talks to who are shorter then her, but she was too nervous to do so. The male pointed in the direction of the room she desired. With a quick thank you, Lotus sped her way to Ortho and Idia’s room.

Meanwhile

Ortho had arrived in his and Idia’s room, having already closed the door again. Floating over to his brother, Ortho put Lotus’s laptop on the desk beside Idia. “Niisan! You’ve got to listen to-”

Ortho was cut off by a knock at the door. He quickly grew quiet as he knew who is was and why they were knocking.

“Shroud-senpai, have you seen Ortho?” At this, Idia finally looked away from his game, and turned to the android- who remained quiet at the female spoke again. “It’s alright if you haven’t. I’m just looking for him because he took my laptop, and I really, really need it back. I understand you are probably busy and you don’t like to leave your room, so I’m sorry to bother you. But if Ortho does come back with my laptop, please tell him to return it to me. Thank you....”

As she walked away, Idia looked at the stolen device then at the android. “Why did you take her laptop?”

“I wanted to show you Lotus-Chan’s music! She’s really good, Niisan! Especially her newest piece!” Idia looked at Ortho, then at the laptop, then back with a blank and unamused facile expression. Ortho looked at Idia with a pleading look. “Please just give it a try!”

Finally Idia relented, and hooked up Lotus’s laptop to his computer and started to save copies of Lotus’s demo-reels.

A Few Days Later

Lotus is walking through the school library, a book on music and the first four parts of a manga series in her arms. Her headphones where resting around her neck, while her laptop and other items were securely in her bag. Re-adjusting her glasses, Lotus spotted Idia a little ways down the row of manga with his headphones on over his ears.

Lotus smiled, and chose against approaching him. After all, his headphones were over his ears, even if he wasn’t listening to something- Lotus didn’t want to risk it and make him annoyed with her. Still, she needed to walk past him to get a book before she checked out what she had.

After walking towards him for a short little bit, she could acutely pick on the fact that he was indeed listening to some kind of music. She couldn’t quite tell what it was exactly, as he wasn’t blasting the music, but she figured she made right choice as she passed by him, then spotted the book she desired.... which was on a shelf above his head. With a sigh, Lotus crouched a tiny little bit, and gently tapped the male on the shoulder.

When Idia turned towards her, gold eyes meeting aquamarine ones, causing him to stare at her like a deer in headlights. Lotus motions that he can continue to listen to the music, & indicated she was going to be grabbing a book on a shelf above him. Idia only stared at her, causing her nervous to flare up, so she quickly grabbed the book she wanted and booked it out of the isle, her cheek flushing, embarrassed as she tries to figure out a way to apologize for bothering him.

Meanwhile, Idia was still standing in his place, shocked because he thought she just realized he was listening to her demo-reels. Not only was he listening to them, but that he had been listening to one specific one at this moment in time. The one with her singing. He would never admit, not even to Ortho, but he did find her voice soothing to listen too. He often listened to the reel with her voice when he need to calm his nerves (or temper) or was having a hard time falling asleep. He had been thinking about anonymously purchasing her a microphone for better audio , as the thought of her thanking him was terrifing. But now, he’s to scared to even do that as she might realize he was listening to her music without her permission, if she didn’t realize it just now.

Later that day

Lotus is standing outside the Board Game Club’s room, a small box in her hands. She did have permission from the head of the club to enter the room, but she chose not to, instead asking for the club head to have Idia exit the room for a real quick bit. As he exits, Lotus quickly shoved the box over to him. Idia stated at her, as he tentatively takes the box.

“W-what’s this-”

“I’m so sorry I bothered you earlier, Shroud-senpai. I was just trying to get a book on the shelf above you, and didn’t want you getting scared if I had just leant over you.” Idia stared at the girl, dumbfounded as she bowed. “This is an apology gift for startling you. I’m very sorry to bother you, I promise it won’t happen again!” Lotus stood up and quickly headed to the mirror hall, not even waiting for a reply from Idia.

After a moment, Idia went back into the room and sat down at the small box. Azul looked up from his game of Solitaire at Idia.

“Why were you called out of the room? An admirer by chance?” Idia looked over at Azul flushed, and with wide eyes.

“No. Lo- I mean Ariti-san gave me this as an apology gift for bothering me earlier in the library...” Idia and Azul both looked at the box as Idia opened it. In it was a lotus flower preserved in a sphere of some kind of opaque light pink crystal. The stand was green in color and was formed into vines, with the resting spot of the sphere was three leaves. Idia stared at the it for a period of time, then looked into the box again, to find a note.

‘I know I’ve probably already said my apology, but I just want to reiterate it by gifting you this. My father made it for my mother so many years ago, she gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday. I’ve had it with me ever since. This is not a confession of any kind. I just want to give you something precious as an apology.’

Idia stared at the item in disbelief, even more so at how sentimental it was to the girl. Careful, he tucked the note, stand, and preserved flower back in the box, and recovered it.

“So, what did the note say?”

To the reason as to why I am making this post, it is to answer some questions you all might have before about the blog before you ask them.

Question 1: What does FSP in the name mean?

FSP stands for Female Student Program. This blog is attached to an alternate world of the game that I have a desire to, but I am nervous about, writing. This AU has a program being instated at NRC & RSA where every four years (basically after the previous group graduates) the dorm leaders pick one girl from around their world to attend their chosen school. Each girl is a member of the dorm that happened to pick her.

Question 2: Will we meet the RSA: FSP group?

Yes, but not at this point in time. The only one of that group I have prepared is Amira. The only reason for this is that she is Amina’s twin. I will flush Amira out more when we know more about RSA. If any of you do want, you may as Amira questions, but they may not always be answered right away, priority will be on the NRC seven.

Question #3: Will you have drawings of the characters?

Yes, and no. Ask blogs I’ve primarily seen in the past has art as the main way for characters to answer questions, that is what I am responding to as a no. Art is not my strongest suite as a creator, but it is a medium I enjoy. I do have images of all the girls, but all the ones I feel confident in sharing were made with bases, and I do not have the knowledge of who created the bases to share the images at this point in time. ( and the reason for even drawing them with bases is I struggle to draw certain parts of anatomy correctly without the base as some kind of guide.). When I have something I can confidently share, I will make a post. I promise.

That’s about it with what I can think of at this point in time. I hope you all enjoy your time here and asking questions. Take care and Bye until the first Questions arrive!

Hello, I am Kurohime. Call me Kuro if you desire. I am a second year at Night Raven College. (Kuro. Your age? | Why is my age important? What does it matter to them?)

(Kurohime means Black Princess, Amano means Heaven field)

Dorm?

I am a member of Diasomnia.

What do you think of your fellow dorm mates?

Malleus-sama is my young master. I am to protect him along side Silver-san and Sebek-san. However, I am aware that he is not a child and respect his boundaries, and rules. I only worry when he disappears unexpectedly. Lilia-sama is one I heavily respect... even with his horrid cooking. He’s very kind and, even with his odd tendencies, the young master views him as an adviser. Silver-san is one of the young master’s retainers, & guards. Do to a select few reasons, I very much respect his opinions on certain matters, I only wish he wasn’t prone to falling asleep so much. As for Sebek... he is my peer, our relationship is purely professional. I do wish he would be a bit more considerate about giving the young master his space, of course.

Anything else?

Like the young master, and Lilia-sama, I am a fea. Many would say I am “reserved”, but that is mainly because it is not always my place to speak. I say I am very approachable, but many to not approach me do to, as Netta calls it, “my resting bitch face” (How does my face look like a female dog? | That’s not what that means Kuro! | Then what does it mean, Lotus?). Other then the company of my six companions on this “blog” as it is called, (Does that mean Kuro considers us friends? | I hope so) as well as Lilia-sama, ([Aurè] I guess that’s a yes? | [Netta] I’ll take it!) my favorite kind of people are books (Books are not people, Kuro. | Of course they are not, Odelia, but I view them as such do to the fact that no one else is of interest to me. | .... I am so done with this, can we please move on?) Also, if anyone is curious about who everyone has a crush on, please direct those questions my way. I am very willing to answer. (I can do that for myself, Kuro. | Kuro, please do not do that! | [Netta] Huh? What’s a crush? Does she mean Floyd’s squeezes? Those crush a lot! | KURO! NO! THAT IS PRIVATE INFORMATION WE WOULD NOT LIKE TO DEVOLVE AT THIS POINT IN TIME! | [Aurè] How do you even know that information?! | Kuro. Please don’t actually, it breaks trust. | Oh please, some of you don’t hide it that well. From these introductions, our audience may be able to pick on them anyways.)