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CHYOA Guru
Hamamoto and Mei share a look, but evidently don't see the need to push. "You're right. Forget I said anything."
As Aki tries to remember what she was thinking about just then, heavy footsteps announce the presence of a newcomer. "Miss Han? Miss Tachibana?" A gruff looking older man appears, clad in a suit her father wouldn't look down on, but still seeming somewhat animalistic. Aki gets a whiff of his scent, powerful even over cologne, and it reminds her of Hamamoto's.
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"I'm from King James. Are you both ready?" He asks gruffly.
"Nnnngh." Aki groans as her mind is easily toyed with. "Khhh." As her train of thought disappears, she blames her headache on the scent wafting from the fat pig. Giving him a glare, just before their guest arrives. Aki is a bit surprised, perhaps this school was more powerful than she thought. Which would make it all the more worthwhile to conquer. "Yes, I am." She nods, with her luggage already prepared days in advance.