Ø why do I need anyone else when I can break the sky myself? Ø

Was it already that late? Azusa hadn't realized. That might explain why her stomach was grumbling so inappropriately. It may have taken longer than intended for Azusa to make herself presentable. She had been on Astraea Hill for more than a year, and every day involved doing chores for herself that she had been used to others doing for her. Such as changing. That said, she was getting better at it and, rather than leave her room an obvious mess, she could make herself look decent. She left the Spica uniform somewhere that she would remember to wash it and changed into a white button down shirt with black trim along the collar and sleeves and black buttons, and one of her many black suspender skirts, this one a figure-fitting pencil skirt. She decided to keep the garter tights and shoes the same. As a last minute decision, she threw on a comfortable, dark purple cardigan before leaving the room.

At least she felt better now that she wasn't drenched and covered in mud. Although, having to stay in Akemi's company was doing nothing good for her current mood. Despite herself, Azusa was drawn into the older girl's rhythm. That would have to change in the future. She hurried beside - goodness new she was going to run if she had to so that she wouldn't be walking behind someone - the Miator student to the crowded cafeteria.

That was both a blessing and a curse. Azusa admitted that it was actually a rather interesting idea to make a public appearance as future Etoile candidates. After all, who else was running? She had no idea, and perhaps getting their name out there would give them an edge over the competition. That wasn't to say that she approved of Akemi's means, however. "I'm certain I don't need lessons from someone like you,"

Ø why do I need anyone else when I can break the sky myself? Ø

Why? Really? Just...why?

Azusa was so speechless, she couldn't even form the words in her mind. But the sound of her name - with some sort of ridiculous title in front of it- snapped her out of her daze. It was probably a terrible idea to be partnering with someone like this, someone so clearly uncultivated. But what if Akemi had decided to run with someone else and won? The thought of three such prestigious schools in the hands of someone so outrageous was horrifying.

With a small sigh, she stepped onto a chair, using it to help her climb onto the table. Although there was only a few inches of height difference, her legs were shorter and significantly less athletic than the older girl's. "I believe I told you not to use such ridiculous titles,"

Ø why do I need anyone else when I can break the sky myself? Ø

Was it too late to back down now? Well, yes, apparently. Since the announcement was now very public. It seemed that she was meeting quite a few rather annoying people here at Astraea. Were these strange characters drawn to her or something? Was there someone out there putting her in frustrating situations like this for their own amusement, or something?

Azusa was trying very hard not to show the full extent of her annoyance. Not in a situation like this. A leader needed to keep her emotions in check, after all. One could not effectively lead if one's emotions were always getting in the way of proper decision-making. Although she did appreciate that Akemi was running with the idea of them being the first inter-school pair running for the position.

The smaller girl sincerely hoped that it would give them an edge, rather than hurting them. She finally took the time to stop and look the Miator student in the eye, looking up through long, dark lashes. "What the school needs is an effective leader."