Last event before the dance! Thank you readers for your feedback. I'm glad that you enjoy my fic.
They'll definitely be more mayuki and wmatsui later, so don't worry. The Kojiyuu and Tomotomo stories will also be out soon too
Sorry for keeping you waiting! Enjoy!
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Takamina's POV
I can’t sleep. I’m wide awake, just staring at the ceiling. Why? Because Yuko is keeping me up. Every five minutes, she appears in a random part of our room and throws objects around making a racket. Good thing the walls are soundproof. I don’t want to attract attention or get in trouble because of her.
My eyes are blood shot due to keeping them open for long periods of time, just to stay alert. If I don’t keep an eye out on her, who knows what she’ll do next. When she goes at it, I cautiously make my way to her to restrain her movements. Her eyes are always closed. I’ve come to believe she’s not conscious of what she’s doing. She like what, sleep teleporting? Yay~ more weird stuff.
When I subdue her, her face is constantly filled with fear and worry. Her movements are always sudden. At a certain point, she breaks and screams, picking up anything nearby and throwing it across from her. Me, included. I was unfortunate to get in her way while she was in that state. It shocked me when my body hit the edge of the bed. I felt paralyzed for a moment. Then the pain came. Indescribable.
I don’t know what’s gotten into her. All this time I’ve been here and she’s never done this. Not once. Something must have happened. I wish I knew so I could try to help her somehow. I can only be here for her though and make sure she doesn’t hurt herself. Though right now, I feel like just screwing her and all this. I need sleep!
I look at my timer. I set it to every 5 minutes, so I’ll be prepared when she teleports again.
Ok, 2 more minutes.
I get out of my bed and get some special rope from the all-purpose magical storage closet we have in our room. Every dorm room has one just in case for emergencies. I hurry and strap Yuko to her bed. Luckily, this rope is made from a unique material that will bind her powers for a few hours. I should of thought of this before.
I wait for time to be up so I can see how it works. The timer flickers to zero. Yuko glows, attempting to teleport but it fails. Yes! I have peace now! I sigh in relief. As I turn my back to her, she glows brighter. I can’t even glance at her. I shield my eyes as our room is flooded with prisms of light. Whoa, what is this? It doesn’t last long, and soon dies out. I carefully step towards her, observing. I can’t believe she’s still asleep and doesn’t notice anything. Her face is covered with sweat and she doesn’t look too good. Is she sick?? Is this why all this is happening??
I run over to the magic closet, searching for the medicines pouch. It contains a lot of new medicines that previous Attribute students created that are designed to cure anything. I rummage through it, finding a vial that says ‘Specifically for Oshima Yuko.’ Ok, NOW I’m scared. They had to create a medicine just for her? Does she have some sort of special illness? I look back to Yuko, whose breathing is a bit unsteady while she sleeps. Well, I hope this really works.
Taking the vial, I bring it to Yuko. Her eyebrows are creased and her eyes are shut tight. It seems she’s having a nightmare. I try to calm her down by rubbing her head, while humming a sweet tune. What am I supposed to do?? After a while, she relaxes. I open the vial. Tilting her head back a bit, I carefully pour its contents in her mouth. I slightly lift her head up, waiting for her to swallow, then I lay her back down. I breathe a sigh in relief, as its affects immediately take place, the color returning to her face and her breathing becoming normal. I remove the ropes from her body, it’s probably safe now.
I clean up our room, then stretch and rub my eyes, yawning. I can finally get some sleep. I climb back into bed, shutting my eyes. I feel bliss that I can sleep now.
. . .
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! *SLAM*
I smash the raging alarm clock, wishing I really didn’t hear it go off. Now it’s broken. I have to get a new clock.
I check the time on my phone. It’s 7am. I didn’t even get 10 minutes of sleep. I groan and pull the covers back over my head.
The blanket is yanked from me though. I already know who it is. I lazily open my eyes.
“Takamina! Get up! Today’s the last event! Even better, the dance is tonight!” She’s completely healthy, bouncing around lively once more. She shakes me trying to fully wake me up.
“Urrghh…”
“You still want to sleep?? After all that rest we had last night? Come on, Takamina. Look at me, I had the same amount of sleep as you. Get up!”
I stare at her. Amazing how she can’t recall anything from last night. I had to go through hell because of her and couldn’t sleep a wink. Tiredly, I sit up on my bed.
“Wow, Takamina! You look like a mess!”
“No thanks to you.”
“What do mean?”
“Nothing… It’s just an expression.”
“Okayyy, well come on now! We have to catch breakfast.”
“Ugh.. 5 more minutes…” I fall back to bed.
She laughs. “I’ll have to force you huh?”
I don’t like the sound of that. I ignore her though.
. . .
Nothing happens. I relax and start drifting to dreamland.
Something pokes me. What now?
“Takamina?” I open my eyes. That doesn’t sound like Yuko.
“Takamina? You awake?” I know that voice.
I pull down the covers to see Acchan staring down at me… and the whole student body right behind her. I suddenly sit up.
“Ehhhhhhhhhhhh????” I look wildly to my surrounding. I’m in the cafeteria…in bed.
The entire room bursts into laughter.
My face turns a deep shade of red as I realize my predicament. My hair’s a mess, I look awful, and I’m still in my pajamas. What the hell?? How did I even get here?!
A squirrel appears at the foot of my bed, grinning at me.
“You didn’t want to get out of bed, so I thought I’d teleport your bed here, along with you in it.” This girl.
As laughter continues to erupt from everyone, my ears start steaming. I feel like I’m burning up now as all the heat rushes to my head. This embarrassment is killing me! Argh! Yuko!!!
Escaping the eyes of all, I shrink down to a size where they can’t see me. I never liked how far things would be when I shrunk, so it’s good that I’m able to use my strength to get to places easier. Using my legs, I launch myself at Yuko and punch her in the nose. That’s what you get!
She falls back, holding her nose and crying out in pain. Haruna runs to her side and then looks around for me. Of course, she can’t see me. Her eyes blaze with anger. Yabai! Maybe I shouldn’t have punched her nose. Maybe I should’ve gone for her head instead of the face. Then maybe I would knock some sense into her, and hopefully also not get Haruna so angry.
“Takamina!” Haruna shouts.
This is why I’m so glad I’m too small for her to see. Haruna rarely gets angry, so it’s really scary when she’s mad. I’m surprised to see her so upset over Yuko. When did they get so close? Actually, it’s a wonder how Yuko is able to get her affection. Haruna isn’t the touchy type.
What the—! I’m being picked up off the bed. How?! Who?! I look up to see Mayu-san’s face up close to me. Her eyes are blue, whoa.
“Got you~” she sings. Haruna turns to her direction, noticing a very chibi me in her hands. Mayu-san drops me Haruna’s palm. Yabai kore! I’m so dead. Haruna’s expression changes from angry to an innocent smile. Oh this is bad, I’m really in trouble. Now holding me with her fingers, she places her other hand in front of me. After that, she puts me down on a table nearby. That’s it..? I look at her suspiciously. What is she planning? I was sure she was going to do something to me.
Yuko stands beside her, holding her bleeding nose. It shouldn’t be broken, but I’m pretty sure it hurt a lot. Yuko smiles evilly at me. They’re both conspiring against me! She snaps her fingers. A bowl appears in front of me. It smells delicious, my favorite food. It’s katsudon! My mouth starts to water. I haven’t had breakfast yet. I look up at Yuko and Haruna. Is this a trick? Did they poison it?
“You can eat it, it’s for you. We didn’t do anything to it. It’s safe.”
I squint at Yuko. Oh really? That sounded really suspicious. I look at the bowl and its contents. Looks edible. Looks safe. Look really delicious right now. OMG, I just realized that since I’m small, I have all of this katsudon to eat. It’s the same as having like twenty bowls to eat, since I have a smaller stomach. I don’t even have to pay for that much. I am so doing this more often. This is like heaven. All the katsudon I get to eat! Who cares if it’s breakfast? Katsudon is for any meal for me. I forget all about Yuko and Haruna. I run over to the katsudon to eat. It can’t wait anymore.
*thud*
EHHH?? I’m met with a barrier. As soon as I touched it, it glowed purple all around me. She surrounded me in a force field?! I’m wrapped in a sphere. I sink on my knees, my hands reaching out for the katsudon. This is the worst. Any other punishment would be better than this. I hear them laughing at me. I hate them.
I walk around the bowl, wallowing in my sorrow. Wahhhh! My katsudon! It’s so close, yet so far.. Stupid force field. I feel like a hamster rolling around. I’m not an animal though. I’ve had enough of this. I want to eat!
I try to return to my normal size, thinking I’ll be able to break out of it. It holds me under it, I can’t grow back. WHAT THE HELL, I AM NOT STAYING THIS SMALL FOREVER.
Yuko laughs and pretends to wipe a tear. “Hey Takamina, looks like we found your weakness.”
This is not funny. “GET ME OUT OF HERE!!” I scream.
Haruna smiles at me, satisfied by my reactions. It seems she thinks I’ve had enough. What’s good about her is that her anger never lasts long. It’s still scary though.
The force field disappears, and I return to my natural size. I sigh. Much better.
Ignoring everyone, I take a seat in front of my precious katsudon. While I eat, Togasaki-san enters the room.
He coughs, gaining everyone’s attention.
“This morning, the last event will take place in the auditorium. We will be modifying it to do ‘that’ event again this year.”
Everyone rises in an uproar.
“THAT event?”
“AGAIN?! Why??”
“At least we won’t have to fight.”
“Not physically.”
“Remember what happened last year?”
“Wait wait wait wait wait! What event is this??”
Togasaki-san continues, “To ease the minds of concerned students, and to prevent any more possible mishaps, Sashihara isn’t allowed to participate.”
I look to Sasshi who’s acting kind of normal for once. She’s actually quite calm. “I figured this would happen.”
“Wait! Someone explain this to me!” Why can’t she participate?? What in the world is this event?
Yuko answers me. “The event everyone is talking about is the Miss Super Center Fashion Pageant. You know the three main buildings can move, right? Well usually, when we do this event, whoever wins this for their class, their building gets moved to the center of the other two.”
She makes it sound like moving a building is completely normal. How does that even work?
“And the reason why Sasshi isn’t going to be allowed to participate is because she’s accused of cheating to win last year’s pageant. It was nice how our block won but like seriously, out of all the girls, how did she win? ” Yuki adds.
Sayaka overhears and lends her thoughts. “The rumor is that she used her powers to. She can actually control time. She can freeze the time of people for a while, and she probably used it to alter the score from the judges while everyone was frozen. It’s possible she also sabotaged some of the participants while she was at it.”
“Ehh? Sasshi did that?!”
“Apparently. She’s actually really powerful. Her ability makes her unstable though, as she talks to herself constantly, and cannot sit still most of the time. She’s not always like that though. Using her power takes a lot of energy, so it’s rarely used or if it is used, only in small amounts. It’s one of the evidences we have against her for cheating. It’s quite noticeable when she uses it, because afterwards, she either starts hyperventilating, or she collapses.” Mayu explains.
“It wasn’t good enough proof though to convince the higher ups of it, and Sasshi’s too stubborn to admit she did it.”
“You guys are so noisy.” Sasshi sits crouched over in a corner, running a finger in a circle on the ground. She’s sulking, now mumbling to herself.
“It’s not much of a big deal if she doesn’t participate. It’s just reassurance.”
“I see…”
“I wonder what theme they’ll do this year?”
“Theme?”
“Yeah. Last year, they had us do a winter collection, and it was summer! You’d think they’d have the sense to let us show off in bikinis and swimwear, but noooo. You can’t imagine the pain we all went through. We were practically dying, since they had it outside. We were being cooked alive!” Ohhhh, doesn’t seem pleasant.
“Ahm.” Everyone stops talking.
“If you are all through, I’d like to not waste any more time. Now, this event will give you all a break from the previous ones. You can all take it easy. Things will be different from last year though. There’ll be some changes. The theme will be ‘creativity.’ If you don’t understand, it means you can wear whatever you want, as long as it seems creative. It can be anything! You can go all out for this if you don’t plan on scrapping random clothes together.” He looks to Sae and Sayaka.
“What?? Don’t look at us. It’s not my fault that our kind of fashion is different from everyone else’s. But don’t worry, we got this. Now that we know the theme, I have a good idea for this.”
Sae laughs, putting her arm around Sayaka’s shoulder. “That’s what you said last year and we got the worst individual scores. Just leave it to me.”
“You’re just as bad as me!”
“Well, if we put both our heads together, we’ll be able to come with something to win this event.”
Everyone shakes their head, thinking the same thing. ‘Impossible.’
Togasaki continues, “You have an hour to figure out what to wear and prepare yourselves. This should be easy compared to the previous events.”
“You’re not a girl. You do not know how long it takes us to figure out what to wear, let alone for an event. Last year, we had 3 hours! 3 hours to prepare. Now you’re shortening it?!”
“No one said we were fair.” Togasaki-san leaves.
Everyone groans in frustration at the little time we have. People start scrambling past each other, heading to places. Most head to their rooms to consult their wardrobe, other students head to the fashion department of the academy to get some tips and ideas, probably clothes to borrow too.
“Well, the time is a lot shorter than before, but I think I can make it.” Yuki says while grabbing her purse.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to head down to the city to buy new outfits. I’ll try to be real quick. See you guys later.” Yuki speeds out of the room, off to go shopping. Psh, I bet she’ll make it back in no time.
“Oh! I don’t know what to wear too! I’m going to follow Yuki. Maybe she can help me out.” Yuko grins and winks, teleporting out. Tch. Those two. No one else has the time to go down to earth, shop, and get back. Lucky them.
It’s only Acchan and I left.
“What are you going to do?” I ask.
She shrugs. “I’m not too sure. I’ll probably put something together.”
“An hour is definitely way too short. I really have no clue what I’m going to wear. I’m no good with fashion.”
“You must have something suitable to wear?”
“I’ll see. You go get ready, I’ll be fine. I’ll think of something that’ll wow you.” I grin, joking.
“I can’t wait then. Good luck!” She gives me hug and leaves, waving.
“Yosh! I’ll do my best!” Now what the crap am I going to do??
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It’s time! Oh my god, it’s time! My palms feel sweaty. What to do? What to do? I feel so nervous. I tap my foot. I’m waiting in the seats prepared in front of the runway. We’ve all been separated into 2 groups, the first group will be going down the runway first. The second group will wait as the audience, then afterwards, we switch. I’m part of the 2nd group, but it feels so nerve wracking just watching. I don’t know how this will all turn out. What is everyone going to wear?? I feel like I’ll look so pathetic next to everyone when it comes my turn.
The lights dim. All of us students are all seated on the left, while the judges are seated on the right. There will be three judges who will be giving a rating of 1 to 10, the total compiling that student’s score. The total score of the students from each block, will decide the winner. The judges are Meetan—I don’t know why--, some Kitagawa Kenji whoever he is, and fashion producer Uematsu Koji.
The spotlights come on, lighting the runway. It’s starting! I lean forward in anticipation.
Walking down the runway absentmindedly, Haruna is the first contestant. Seriously, what is she doing here? She should be a model. She would be amazing. Perfect figure. At the end of the runway, she smiles, showing off her pure white dress that gives off the image of an innocent girl. She pretends that she’s about to leave, but turns back to the face her audience. Winking, she turns her dress invisible, revealing the clothing underneath. Beside me, Yuko suddenly stands up ogling at her fine beauty. Haruna is wearing a bright red bikini, gaining the full attention of everyone in the room. She leans down, hugging herself. Her oppai push up together. I blush. Dang Haruna, when they said to go all out, you really went out there.
The next moment, Yuko teleports beside Haruna, surprising her and everyone else. Blushing bright red, she uncharacteristically makes no move to touch her whatsoever. Instead, she looks away from her, hurriedly putting her jacket around Haruna to cover her up.
She mumbles softly. It looks like only Haruna can hear her though as everyone has confused looks on their faces. Haruna lightly smiles replying thank you to her. Turning a deeper shade of red, Yuko teleports out of the room in embarrassment. She’ll probably come back later.
Haruna speaks up. “Gomen. I guess I’m finished now.” She laughs.
The judges nod, giving her score. 7, 9, 8. Total’s 24. That’s pretty good! They give her comments saying how the innocent touch was well done, as well as her creativity for using her power to reveal the not so innocent girl underneath. If not for Yuko’s interruption, she might have gotten higher. Still, wow. I’m amazed we can use our powers for this. I guess it helps with the creativity. Can’t wait to see the others.
Haruna walks back up the runway. A moment later Jurina bounces down it. She’s lively as always. She’s dressed in normal looking clothes; a cute blouse and a light skirt. Hm, it doesn’t seem like much. She flashes her best smile, then all of a sudden, her clothes burst into small flames. They don’t burn though. She looks calm too. Getting serious, she dances in front of everyone, the flames following her. Well, no one said we just had to stand and look pretty. I follow her mesmerized, the flames highlighting her figure. She looks fierce, yet there’s a beauty behind it and her dance moves are flawless. Talented indeed.
She finishes with a total score of 23. It appears she reminded the judges of someone from a movie, so she didn’t get higher.
Next up is Mariko-sama. She pats Jurina on the back as she passes her, then struts her way gracefully down the aisle. Not surprising at all, she’s dressed like a queen. She’s also wearing a small crown. She turns around, giving the audience a 360 degree view of her. She stops, and sits down on a throne. Don’t ask where it came from. I don’t know. Within the next few seconds, a bunch of illusions of random people appear. The illusions are fanning her, and offering her drinks. Like a true queen.
Her score is the same as Haruna’s, 24. No comments. We continue through everyone else.
Miichan comes in with a tribal look. It looks a bit off. She dressed that way though to connect more with her animal side, since she always changes into animals. It’s an intriguing idea she has, but doesn’t strike the judges much. A wave of whispers wash through the audience, saying the same thing. “Sayaka would be more suited to it.” Miichan results with a score of 18.
After her, is Mayu-san. With a blank face, she’s dressed as a cyborg. She plays the part pretty well. Her arm even reveals a gun in it, as she shows it off. From the audience, Yuki-san questions her about her arm, asking if she might really be a cyborg. Mayu dismisses it, saying she’s human. It’s just that only that arm is a machine. Yuki-san looks like she is about to further question it, when Mayu-san gives her a look that says she’ll explain later. I want to know too. Her score is 25.
Kitarie is next. She’s wearing winter clothes. A thick winter sports coat, cargo pants, boots, and a cute beanie. It is not even winter yet. Everyone bombards her with the same question. “Why are you wearing that again??” Apparently, she also wore it at last year’s fashion show. “Well why not? I like this outfit and since I always freeze things, I get cold. Plus…I didn’t know what to wear…” she mumbles that last part. We all sigh. The judges give her a 7. No creativity at all. She’s lucky she even got above 5.
It’s Sae’s turn. The audience gets excited, because last year, she was a laughing stock, so they think they’ll be able to have another good laugh this year. She has other plans though. Sae ceases to be seen, but we can all hear her. She mentions that she’ll make up for Kitarie’s lost points. The others laugh at that, but not for long. Sae quietly comes down the runway in the same clothes as she was wearing earlier today. Not a word is said though, as the air around her is filled with tension. It becomes eerily quiet, a wind howling through the room. She comes to a stand-still at the end. Raising a fist to the air, she brings down lightning upon herself. We all sit shocked at what she just did. Lightning is really dangerous, especially if it hits a person. Did she just commit suicide?? Smoke from the lightning clears from the stage. The spotlight lands on a very much alive Sae as she stands transformed into an amazing black outfit I can’t even describe. (Sae’s Mushi no Ballad outfit) She looks so…kakoii. Everyone cheers at her awesomeness. That was very cool. The judges give her a score of 28. A great improvement from the previous year.
After everyone dies down, it’s Paruru’s turn. Shyly, she proceeds down the runway. She looks very awkward. It affects everyone, creating an awkward mood in the room. Nearby, Yuihan and Tomochin lend her some encouragement to continue. Yeah, she needed it. Paruru looked like she was about to turn back and run away. She becomes determined and makes her way to the end of the runway. She didn’t do much. She didn’t want to be showy and went with a simple look, wearing a fine white school uniform (from that bakaleya drama). Though it lacks creativity, the judges give her points for modesty with a final score of 19. Not bad.
As Sayaka is the next, everyone wonders what she will do. In individual scoring, she got last place right behind Sae, last year. I heard she wore the most outrageous clothes ever. They think it might be the same as last year, but with Sae’s recent production, they now have second thoughts on what she will do. We all really don’t know. Surprise, surprise though. Sayaka walks down the aisle in a gorgeous, long, dark dress (dress from graduation mushi no ballad). Everyone is stunned. She looks really beautiful. She receives high compliments from everyone and the judges. She also receives a score of 26, for massive improvement, and for actually impressing everyone without the use of her powers.
Acchan is finally next. I almost get a mini heart attack though, when she appears in just a hat and a white swimsuit. Just looking at her, I feel the blood rushing to my head. I look away. The image remains in my mind though. My face heats up more. Calm down! I look up back to her. I really don’t want to miss a thing. Though she’s not wearing much clothes, she’s really beautiful. Her skin has a nice tone, it looks really soft. She walks up to a blue dress, hanging in front of her. Smiling, she literally steps through it, putting it on. The dress hugs her around in the right places. She’s more amazing with the dress on. This is just like Haruna’s, but just the opposite. I chuckle. This is her plan? I like it though. It’s really cute, and she looks like she’s having fun. She admires herself and turns around, the dress flowing beneath her. The audience watches her with content. The rooms seems really calm. It’s like she brought a moment of peace. The air around here is really different now. Like with her presence, there’s a sense of ease. The judges give her a score of 27. She’s really something.
It’s finally the last contestant for group 1. The mood in the room changes instantly though, breaking the peace. Myao walks down the runway dressed as a yankee. Making her way down the runway, she faces the judges and demands that she be given a high scoring. Rude much? The judges immediately shut her down, quickly handing her a score of 3. Well, that should have been expected. Getting pissed at the result, she raises her hands and shoots plasma in the judges’ faces. Though luckily, it wasn’t acidic, so they weren’t harmed. Just agitated and super angry. Fortunately for her, the first group was now finished so we could get to the next group. The judges go on a short break to go wash themselves.
I sigh. Here we go. It looks like I’ll be the first up for our group.
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Acchan’s POV
That was fun! I got to see many different outfits and styles. Mine wasn’t too bad either. I honestly didn’t know what to do until I saw NyanNyan. It might have been similar to hers, but I saw the opportunity so why not take it? I got a good score for it.
I sit between NyanNyan and Jurina. Mariko-sama sits beside Jurina, and I keep noticing that she occasionally leans over to see NyanNyan. When NyanNyan looks in her direction, it prompts her to look away. After a few moments, she’d look over to her again until NyanNyan glanced her way. They might as well just sit by each other. This continues until the lights dim and the runway lights up again.
Wah! I’m so excited! It’s finally starting again. I can’t wait to see Takamina!
So it’s time. No one walks down the runway. It’s completely empty. Where is she? The audience wonders the same thing. A couple minutes pass, but still, no one. No Takamina. I slouch in my chair, disappointed that I have to wait. Is she having trouble? Maybe there’s a problem. She probably couldn’t figure out what to wear and didn’t want to come out here. No, she wouldn’t do that. She said she’ll think of something to ‘wow’ me. I laugh softly to myself. I trust her, she’ll be here.
A moment later, I get my wish. Takamina suddenly appears at the end of the runway in front of us. It seems she was shy so she shrunk so no one would see her. I guess I can understand that. While walking down the runway, everyone’s eyes is on you so it can be scary being the center of attention. She’s now her normal chibi size though.
I scan her up and down. What is she wearing? She’s been normally wearing black clothes or her banana parka. Now, she wears a cute, bright pink dress. I laugh because I don’t think it suits her. She also wears a small bow atop her head. She should wear bows more often, she looks adorable with them on!
She gives an awkward smile and twirls around. She’s like a kid. Wah! So cute!
When she’s through, the judges score her with 20. It’s for her entrance and the fact that she wore something she never really wears. It’s not a bad thing. It’s just different, so it landed her a decent score.
Though it wasn’t much, she actually did somewhat ‘wow’ me, in a way. I got to see a different side of her.
Takamina leaves, attempting to skip off the runway. It’s a fail though and everyone laughs. Right after, Sayanee strides across the runway wearing clothes as if she were in a rock band. Her guitar is strapped on her back. We all tense. She doesn’t play though, much to everyone’s relief. It’s used as an accessory to her outfit. She looks really kakoii. (outfit from Heart Ereki drama ver.) Her score is 23.
Up next is Tomochin. Fashionably, she walks down the aisle wearing a white fluffy dress, covered in several colorful flowers. She poses in front of everyone and then lightly taps her dress. Not a second later, the flowers start to peel off her dress, floating in the air. They surround the audience and brighten the room in an array of colors. Some float down to the judges, setting into their laid out palms. Another set of flowers float down to Kasai’s head, forming a small crown. Tomochin smiles happily, as Kasai blushes. She receives a score of 28. She did good!
We all wait for the next contestant. It’s Yuko. She’s late though. Last I heard, she teleported off somewhere after making a scene when NyanNyan was up on the runway. We’ve all been waiting for more than five minutes. A lot longer than we had to wait for Takamina. We’re starting to get bored. Meetan stands up and announces that if Yuko doesn’t return here in the next 20 seconds, she’s disqualified. Make that 10 seconds. Still no Yuko. We wait patiently for the last seconds to tick away. As it reaches one, Yuko finally appears teleporting from who knows where.
We all gasp. She came dressed in a full body costume of a squirrel. As soon as she got here, Yuko starts doing cute animal poses and actions that a squirrel would do. It melts everyone’s hearts. All the while though, she keeps her eyes on NyanNyan. I see what she’s doing now. She’s trying to gain her attention by being cute. Well she got me, she looks really huggable right now. I look at NyanNyan beside me. She’s looking at Yuko, but she doesn’t show much expression. Her lips are pursed, and her eyes seem unreadable. I can’t tell what she’s thinking. She’s gotten a bit closer to Yuko, but I’m sure she still has reserved feelings since she still keeps to herself most of the time.
For her final pose, Yuko salutes, teleporting off the stage. Surprisingly, she’s scored with 29. Go Yuko!
Appearing in the audience, Yuko tries to curl up beside NyanNyan, who scoots away, closer towards me. I start scooting away to get distance from the two. In turn, I force Jurina and Mariko to move down the seats too. Getting to the end of our seats, Mariko-sama is forced off the end. She doesn’t appreciate that. She conjures up an illusion in front of Yuko to keep her off NyanNyan. I can’t see the illusion though. Yuko starts hugging and kissing the air. I bust out laughing, she looks really funny.
Mariko-sama smirks, taking out her phone. She videos it.
“What does she see?” I ask.
“What do you think? What she wants to see.” Gesturing over to NyanNyan who watches Yuko with a blank expression. You’d think she’d be disgusted or something.
We all ignore Yuko and turn back to the kind of fashion show, pageant thing whatever. Yuihan’s already up there. With her hair tied up, she wears a beautiful kimono, looking very elegant. She bows in front of everyone before duplicating 3 more of her selves. They all smile, nodding to one another. Who I think is the original Yui, takes out fans and begins a traditional dance. Her duplicates head down to the judges, offering them all some tea. Everyone frowns as they also compliment the judges and praise them for their hard work. In the end, she gets 27. Way to appeal. We might win this!
Milky’s next. Pretty interesting. She’s wearing a silky white gown, and it’s barely see through. I can almost see her underwear underneath. That’s not what catches my attention though. Diamonds are embedded into her dress. Must have been very expensive. They sparkle as the lights around her reflect off them. She then surrounds herself with drops of water. The light reflects off her dress, into the water droplets, producing multiple rainbows aimed all throughout the room. Everyone stretches out their hand to reach them. They’re so close. I look at them in wonder as I pass my fingers through one. So cool… Her total score is 29. One of the highest yet right beside Yuko’s.
Satisfied, Milky takes her leave. Kasai walks in, wearing a deep black, short dress. What am I thinking? Black can’t get any deeper. It’s just…black. The audience buzzes with a kind of approval. Normally, we’ve all seen her wearing cute, bright clothing. Sure, it might suit her appearance well, but underneath the girly façade, is a sadistic, very terrifying girl, with powers who can send you into a dark abyss. With this change in outfit, it seems more likely to fit the image everyone has of her. Well, almost everyone. I’ve noticed that Tomochin has taken a liking to her. I don’t know what she’s thinking. Good luck to her. Her score is pretty good as it’s 23. I wonder if the judges felt afraid of her, so they gave her that scoring..?
We all wait for the next contestant up. It’s Rena. She’s pretty nice. She doesn’t treat us bad. I’m curious to see what she’ll wear.
Pretty soon, Rena confidently walks down the runway. Well, I think it’s her. If that’s Rena, then oh my god, she’s hot! Just saying. She’s dressed as a guy. He—I mean she’s so ikemen! If I didn’t know her, I swear I would think she really was a guy. Her outfit is well done. Without any make-up on, she has a mature kind of baby face. Did that make sense? Well, she also has a black wig on, dark jeans, and a leather jacket. She strikes some poses and winks at her audience. Some of the girls start squealing. It’s awfully quiet near me though. I glance at Jurina beside me. She stares speechless at Rena’s figure before her. Mariko-sama watches quietly Jurina’s expression. She knows something. Rena notices Jurina watching her and winks, smiling brightly at her. Jurina flinches. She doesn’t know what to do. She looks torn right now. I don’t understand what’s happening.
I lightly pat her back. “Are you okay? You look pale.”
She slowly turns her head to me. It takes her a while to respond. “It’s okay, I’m fine. It just got really hot in here all of a sudden. I just…need some air.” Sweat beads down her forehead. She gets up to leave. Mariko-sama follows her, but Jurina raises her hand.
“I need to be alone.”
Mariko gives her a sad smile in return and obliges, sitting back in her seat.
I poke her. “What’s going on?”
“Long story.”
“Let me know later?”
“Not mine to tell.”
“. . .”
I take a look back at Rena. I think she noticed that Jurina’s left. She continues smiling and posing, trying to act cool to the girls and everyone, but I can see it. Her smile doesn’t reach her eyes. Besides that, she looks amazing though. The judges give her 26. She quickly walks off, probably out of the room too.
Umechan is after Rena. Her purple dress is dazzled by glowing needles. Everyone leans back unconsciously. She kind of looks dangerous, then again, she does specialize in poison. If I ignore that, in my opinion she looks very beautiful. The other Elementalists call out to her, cheering for her. They higher her self-esteem. I smile. Block K sounds like a wonderful place to be, though I still prefer block A. For the interesting touch of the needles, she’s given a 21.
Up next, is a girl I don’t really know. I remember seeing her at the dodge ball game. She’s that girl from block B who has psychic powers. I heard her name is Ono Erena, a 2nd year. I can’t see her face too well, but from what I can tell, she looks pretty young. She’s wearing a dark robe and hood. I watch her eyes glow purple, and then crystal balls start floating around her. Kowai. This is creepy. Are we trying to contact spirits, or see the future? I feel chills now. The crystal balls float around her faster and faster, flying in circles into a blur. They all suddenly stop and all at once, they shatter, shielding her image as the glass flies. As they all fall, she’s revealed in a gothic styled dress with a frilly skirt. She smiles and bows to everyone, who are at a loss. She could be a doll in one those haunted houses or antique shops. A life size one. She rated with a score of 27. It was certainly different, but what counts is how she did it. Good outfits as well as an interesting way of showing what she could do.
Yuki-san is the last girl up. She speeds down the runway, placing a huge wardrobe closet beside her. She claps her hands, and bows. She’s currently wearing a simple outfit of a light blue blouse and white skirt. Before we can all even blink, she’s in a different outfit, wearing an elegant red gown and fancy gloves. She twirls around and strikes a pose as if asking for a dance. Within the next second though, Yuki-san remains in the same pose, but is now wearing different clothes. She’s in a bikini and she pretends she’s splashing water towards people. After that, she starts her series of the world’s fastest quick changer. Every 5 seconds she changes into a new outfit from her wardrobe, strikes a pose or some action, and then changes again. She changes into a maid outfit, a wedding dress, a cop, a miko, and even a jack in the box costume—which she strangely played perfectly. We all watch her, entertained by her wardrobe. Did she really go down to the city to buy all these clothes? She’s really trying hard. Finishing up, Yuki is rewarded a score of 30. Sugoi! Really??
Though some of the scores might have been questionable, I thought almost everyone was amazing! There was so many different kinds of outfits and styles of presentation. I really enjoyed it.
Togasaki-san stands on the runway to announce the results. Not of this event, but of the entire tournament. The scores of the fashion pageant will be included first.
“Unanimously, the winner of the pageant is Kashiwagi Yuki!”
“Booooo!” Mayu-san calls.
“Shut up!” Yuki-san throws a shoe at her.
“Nantene.” Mayu-san smirks while dodging the shoe.
“I will now announce the final results of the tournament.” It becomes eerily quiet. There’s tension in the air. Who. Will. Win?
“In third place…” *camaras zoom in and out at each student representing their class*
*flashes faster and faster through each student’s face*
*everyone impatiently waits*
“In third place…”
“Get on with it!”
“Block…”
We all lean forward, anxiously waiting to hear the results.
“K! The Elementalists!”
“Dang it! Again?!”
“I thought we did pretty good this year.”
“We even won the maze event. What happened?”
“The Fashion Pageant. Our untimate score probably got lower because of it.”
“We did good there too though!”
“Not all of us..”
*multiple sighs*
“There’s still next year!”
“Not for us, third years.”
“You guys didn’t help much anyways. We’ll try our hardest and win next time!”
“We don’t even know the winner yet. Let’s hear it first.”
All eyes turn to Togasaki-san again. Who’s going to win?? I look to Takamina. She looks confident, but there’s fear in her eyes. I know. What if we don’t win? She probably thinks I won’t go to the dance with her…
“In sec—“
“If you repeat it, I’m going to smack you.”
“Just say who the winner is. Everyone will know anyways once you say second place.
He continues.
“In first place, block…A! Elites have it!”
The hall remains utterly quiet.
It then erupts into a roar of noise.
I don’t pay attention to it though.
We…won? I stare at the ground, going into shock. My brain tries to process it.
“Uso.. we won?!” I look up at Takamina. She’s crying. Not because she’s sad though. She’s actually really happy.
“Sugoi! We won!” I can hardly believe it. It finally sets in though. Grinning, I run over to Takamina, taking her into my arms. I grasp her in a tight hug. Relief washes over both of us. She doesn’t know how happy I am.
“So…about what I asked earlier…” she starts.
“Un! I’ll go to the dance with you.” I smile sincerely.
“R-really?!”
“It was a promise, remember?”
“Ah, yes!”
I giggle. “Pick me up at 8?”
“H-hai!” she stammers. She’s so cute. She looks really excited now. Her face is lit up in happiness. This girl…
“I love you.” I softly murmur.
“What?”
“Ah! I said, you should wear a bow more often. It looks good on you!”
She’ll know someday.
“Eh?” she blushes furiously. It was just a light compliment.
“Really! You should! I like it.” I wink.
“Um..eto..i-if you say so, okay!” That was easy. I laugh.
“Why are you laughing?”
“You.” I laugh more.
“Mou! Acchan!”
“The dance will be soon. I’ll see you later.” I wave, leaving that midget.
I smile stupidly at the ground, thinking about the dance that’ll be later. Opening a door to the next corridor, I accidentally hit someone. It’s Mariko-sama.
“Oh! Gomenasai!” I bow repeatedly. I don’t want to get on her bad side. She must still be upset that they lost.
“It’s okay. You didn’t see me.”
“Eh?” She’s not mad?
It seems she knows what I’m thinking. A smug look crosses her face.
“Don’t believe the things you see or hear.” She disappears. She was an illusion?? I bumped into her though?? It can’t be solid, but then where is she?
I look around the corridor. I don’t see anyone.
Hm... Thinking about it, I really don’t know her at all.