As Minami Shouko stepped into the room, her grin never quite left her face, though it flickered with uncertainty.
I caught that and made a mental note in my head that said ‘Not hopeless yet.’
She walked confidently with her rigid posture yet purposeful in every step. I closed the door behind her and watched as she moved to the center of the room, taking in her surroundings with careful, calculating eyes.
She turned to face me, pulling back her hood to reveal long, jet-black hair, now slightly disheveled.
If I could compare her air to any of my girls, I’d say she’s a mix of Akane, Aoi, and Haruko.
Akane with her dedication.
Aoi with her unruliness.
And Haruko with her lack of fear for authority.
Ah. I’ll add Hana with her influence. She was a recent transfer but she was already as popular as Maaya and the other girls. Her angelic smile was a timeless weapon.