323 Chapter five, 2017, defeat: 2 (1/2)
”How bad is it?”
Had she been as vulgar as Jeniferu-chan Noriko guessed she'd have spat on the floor, or something equally graphic to answer that question.
She wasn't.
She wished she was.
Noriko stared across the table. A few weeks earlier the inner room would have been filled with Himekaizen students and a smattering of club members from Irishima High.
She wished Urufu was here, but he was busy working, and this time he'd brought her brother, Yukio and Kyoko with him.
”Noriko-chan?”
She bit her lower lip and turned to face Hitomi-chan. ”You should know.”
Hitomi-chan smiled but shook her head. ”Sorry, but I've been busy the last couple of weeks.”
The room looked larger now when it wasn't crowded with students, but it was far from empty.
A few weeks earlier there would only have been a smattering of Irishima High club members. Now they were in the majority.
”What is it like?” Noriko asked to change the subject.
Hitomi-chan combed that fantastic hair of hers with both hands. ”Smaller,” she said.
'You're way too obvious,' Noriko thought. But for Kuri Hitomi-chan could have been the girl most admired in their grade, and now she could again. Even Noriko had to admit she looked absolutely gorgeous in the old-fashioned sailor uniform of Irishima High.
”Half a dozen,” Noriko said and answered the first question. ”You included,” she added.
By Hitomi-chan's side Jirou-sempai and Sango-chan sat, fingers locked and sharing a quizzical glance at Noriko.
'Well, you don't look all that different from before,' Noriko observed. Old fashioned or not, they weren't morons at Irishima High, and the boys didn't have to wear their gakuran during summer.
Jirou-sempai wore more or less the same white shirt and black trousers he would have hadn't he been expelled for refusing to leave the club.
In Sango-chan's case it was a little different. There was no way the sailor uniform could be mistaken for a Himekaizen summer uniform.
”And in total?” Hitomi-chan wanted to know.
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Noriko closed her mouth. She knew her lips were a thin line of irritation, but she didn't care. ”A dozen just stopped coming, and there's another seven waiting for their expulsion notice.”
”I hope we'll be in the same class again.”
With a shrug, just like Urufu did, Noriko smiled. ”Still waiting, but yes, it would be good to know someone over there.”