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( wow, really? here? in this dusty-ass, uncomfortable-ass, tiny-ass room? he's lucky he didn't say it out loud smh...

she follows his gaze to the building in the back, and pauses. right, there's been some rumors of the dorms needing rework, and possible fundraisers... she looks at him. she looks at the dorms. she looks back at him. )

Weeeeell! I can't go there quite yet, but if, say, we did start a fundraiser to help them renovate the dorms and make them available... ( she places both hands on his chest, smiling up at him like the good, little kouhai that she is! ) Senpai would surely help us out, right? ( an easy way to rope him into doing host club duties...

anyway, she wants a normal bed! and a shower!! ) If he did, I'd reward him lots. ~ A dorm room seems like just the right place, after all.

[ ?? it's this or a corner of the library where they wouldn't have to worry about being quiet

He looks down at her, down further at her hands on his chest, back up. ]

I... sure. It's about season for fresh fruit, so you can sign me up for making stuffed cupcakes.

[ They're going to need to sell so many cupcakes to raise enough money but he won't say that out loud and dash Rika's hopes and dreams. ]

( AND TRAUMATIZE THE LITTLE GHOST??? ori... that's so cruel... )

... suuure, cupcakes. ( they are... Not doing that. that's so lame, and definitely won't be able to bring in enough money. not to mention the effort... she'd probably have to work on it, too...

eugh. )

By the way, Senpai, you're the soccer club captain, right? So you should have some abs... ( is she gonna shamelessly lift his shirt up to look at his stomach? yes. maybe they can make a fanservice calendar! if she ropes izumi in, chiaki would probably fund the whole thing by herself. )

[ She can close her eyes! They can wait until after midnight when she's busy hunting for fingernails. ]

Wha— hey!

[ Anyways... yeah... yeah. He has abs, an athlete's body, not flawless skin like Izumi's— which Chiaki would very likely fund the entire thing herself if she could buy out their entire stock of Izumi calendars— but one covered in old, healed scars here and there, that could be excused as soccer injuries if soccer players carried knives to their matches. Normal high school scars. ]

( NOT ROKKUN STAYING IN SCHOOL OVERNIGHT AGAIN )

... ( ah. nice.

she stares for a moment, taking it in, then nods. yeah, that'd sell. something for people with her tastes, and then izumi for chiaki to fund them, and she has a few more candidates in mind, to fill in the months nicely... ah. and she has komaeda's camera!! )

Waaaah, too bad we don't have instagram here... If I took selfies with Senpai shirtless, that'd boost my following... ( sigh... sigh!! anyway, now that she's done complaining about it, she moves her free hand to touch one of the scars, curious. ) ... soccer seems pointier than I remember it to be, judging by these...

[ The light touch on his skin makes him shiver, and he pulls his shirt down ]

Soccer cleats can hurt... Anyways, you're not going to take pictures of me shirtless.

[ He doesn't want to be perceived, thanks. Not like this. ]

Besides, it'd be better if it were you.

Aww.

( she pouts, withdrawing her hand. )

Well, obviously it'd be better if it was me. ( and she strikes a pose, smiling up at him. ) Buuuut... it'd be way easier for me to strongarm 12 boys into doing a calendar than girls, 'cause boys suck and can't say no to me.

( and also she doesn't want to disrespect girls... whereas dudes are like, whatever. )

Can you name 12 boys who would be calendar material?

[ All girls are cute, but boys? eh ]

Umm, let's see... Senpai, Izumi-senpai, Hajun... Ran-tan... Imp-kyun... maybe Noemoah... ? Oh, maybe Sai-kyun...

( and then the realization hits her... )

Oh my God... THERE'S NOT ENOUGH HOT DUDES AROUND TO FILL OUT A CALENDAR!!!!!!

( screamed out, of course, very dramatically. she falls to her knees. it's over. )

[ He has no idea who half these people are but she was able to name more than half a dozen and that's impressive. With himself discounted, they'd be able to double up and fill the months. ]

Haha... Hot guys are out there. You should ask your friend, Chiaki. An artist has an eye for beautiful people, after all.

( with himself counted in because she's ready to grovel for cooperation? listen. )

Oh, I already know what Chiakkin would say. "Just fill the remaining pages with Izumi!!" is the line. ( ... ) Which, don't get me wrong, Izumi-senpai's plenty attractive, just not my type! We need variety!!

( we need... an athlete with sexy murderscars. looks at him. )

I guess... we could do a 6/6 split with boys and girls... ( rubs chin... )

[ looks back at her ]

How are you going to narrow it down to six girls, though?

[ That's even tougher than finding 12 boys ]

( ...

............... )

Hey, you wanna get smacked around?

( he should be saying the only girl cute enough for the calendar is HER!!! )

No??

[ HOW IS THAT FAIR six hot dudes and one cute girl, what happened to variety ]

Well, you will if you don't beg forgiveness!

( ??? that's variety? six dudes so everyone will find something for themselves and rika, because she's universally cute and you can't do better? duh? )

Hm.

[ He reaches forward to confiscate her hands. Can't smack him around if she doesn't have hands. ]

...

( he thinks he's slick? she'll just kick him in the ankle. BEG!! )

[ Stop stop stop-- he needs those ankles for murder! He considers for a moment picking her up from behind like how he had lugged her here, but maybe he was lucky she didn't think to kick at him back then. Safer is— what he does now— scooping her up in a princess carry so he can start walking down the stairs. You kick him and we both die. ]

( WHY DOES HE NEED HIS ANKLES TO MURDER!!

waaaah, she thrashes about when he picks her up, like the unruly cat that she is, at least until he switches it up and properly princess-carries her down the stairs. she calms down only then, eyes narrowing and nose scrunching up, but she's no longer trying to Physically Assault him, at least. )

Let go! I need to practice posing for the calendar! I'm gonna show everyone everything, since Senpai doesn't treasure me at all!!!!!

[ ?? ankles are a murderer's greatest assets

Rokkun breathes a laugh, leaning over her face and if he trips and falls because he's not watching where he's going, it's not his fault. ]

We're practicing right now. I was thinking something like this...?

( ?? well now that i think about i guess... since rokkun plays soccer... he can kick people to death... he's got the leg strength...

she huffs, looking up at his face, so close now she could easily lean up and steal a smooch — )

... you won't even do the photoshoot for me, so what are you practicing for? Dummy.

( POUTS )

[ So close he could easily lean down and steal a smooch but then they will die, what a way to go ]

Hm... Like an understudy? In case all your other hot guys can't make it on photoshoot day.

[ Want him to be in the calendar? All she's go to do is get rid of the others. ]

( better than whatever this school has in store for them tbf?? )

... hmm... and if they make it, you'll run from me? That's mean as hell, Senpai.

( ???? listen if he doesn't like competition he should just say so and she'll give him his own private photoshoot!! )

[ He's not bringing in the money when Izumi's there and Chiaki is supposedly loaded. ]

I mean... I could guarantee they don't make it...

( listen... izumi is gonna get a page, and rokkun is gonna get a page, it's fair? the fact that chiaki will tear out every page that isn't izumi doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things...

... anyway, it's her turn to swat at his face like he's being a particularly mischievous cat. )

Bad! ( sit!! ) I need them for the fundraiser so we can renovate the dorms and Senpai can finally... ( blushes... maiden-like... ) ... have... ( covers her face... ) ... me... !

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