Amuro's day to day classes in IS academy continued as usual.
Exercise in the morning
Clean up
Breakfast
Morning Classes
Lunch
More Classes
And finally, meet up with Sarashiki and review their combined work.
The last one is the one that he looked forward the most. Working on Sarashiki's personal IS is just fascinating and nostalgic. Not to mention, it was a valuable experience in learning how much he can push Sarashiki's design.
If his estimate was right, Sarashiki's personal IS would be the first of its kind.
A unique generation IS.
Although, he sometimes found it troublesome whenever their opinions clash. He doesn't care how Sarashiki would look manly with a full body armor, he ain't letting her fly without some protection first.
Damned Perverts corrupting even innocent girls like Sarashiki!
As for the class dynamics, it was...
To put it bluntly, Amuro have zero idea.
With the class being entirely consisted of girls, understanding the class dynamics itself is already a problem to a guy like him. All he knows that the entire class admires Ichika while he is found unapproachable (lies). The rest of that are incomprehensible to him.
Makes him glad that Alcott took the role of class representative.
Speaking of the said blonde, Alcott is behaving strange these past few days. Amuro normally finds her monitoring the class, especially Ichika who is like a beacon of trouble from all the girls (poor guy) or lecturing some poor girls who tries their luck in pestering Ichika. She took her responsibility seriously, which is good for her.
Then it would change the moment Amuro enters the picture.
He doesn't know why but Alcott always have this disgusted look and a pointed glare as if accusing him to something he had done which he has zero clue off.
Honestly, she looked cute trying to intimidate him.
Amuro wouldn't dig deep to it, teenage girls are just too confusing to him. Might as well focus on stuff he can control.
The next big thing that happened is the transfer student aka Lingyin Huang, a childhood friend of Ichika.
Amuro almost cracked up when he saw Alcott's haunted look, muttering about another headache after another. Ichika's one sided attention from Shinonono have become a love triangle, much to everyone in the class except Houki and Alcott's mirth. Houki clearly saw the diminutive girl's forwardness as a challenge who brazenly crashed into her territory that she meticulously built for the past weeks. Said diminutive girl knows this and won't be backing down easily.
The war for Ichika's love has officially began.
Honestly, Amuro found it amusing to watch.
Then this happened.
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"Care to explain that to me again?" Amuro looked at Alcott, disbelief in his eyes.
"Ugh... Did that girl made you deaf?" Cecilia muttered angrily.
"What?"
"Nothing."
It's already lunch and two are currently watching Ichika drown in affection by the two girls currently trying to outdo one another. Poor guy is getting fed like a pig.
Watching over them, Cecilia couldn't helpbut feel a twinge of irritation and jealousy. How did the two decide to choose Ichika to be their lover would forever elude her, seeing nothing redeeming about the boy but his kindness.
Yes, Orimura Ichika is too kind. To kind to even pick one between his childhood friends.
Childhood friends huh...
Shaking her head, Cecilia push away that distant memory to focus on the important stuff, the Interclass Tournament.
As representative of their class, Cecilia would be the one who will be fighting in the tournament. Of course, she's delighted for earning such privilege but...
Her opponents would be her fellow IS Representatives from other countries.
Huang herself being one from China. Honestly, fighting against the blunt girl is something Cecilia isn't confident off. Her specialty focuses on long range combat and against Huang's Shenlong, it would be a hard fight if the smaller girl takes the match in close quarters combat. She is no slouch in close quarters combat herself, having trained for it but her personal IS, Blue Tears isn't made for such situations.
As such, her confidence in fighting against Huang is uncertain. Not to mention, Huang's personal IS, Shenlong, is a far more optimized for CQC and mid range combat. Against her Blue Tears which is a long range unit, CQC against the Shenlong is a death sentence.
"I'm asking if your available for IS training. I need a partner to train for the the tournament." Cecilia huffed, looking away from Amuro.
She still haven't forgiven him. All her hard work only for him to fool around with a girl NOT from their class, she's pretty pissed.
Unfortunately, she has to swallow her pride and anger for now. Amongst everyone in the class, Amuro has the highest aptitude in IS piloting, only Cecilia and Houki above him in terms of skill.
Unlike Ichika who's akin to a baby bird learning how to fly, Amuro was a natural in IS piloting. She saw him in action in practical IS training with Ms.Maya and she begrudgingly acknowledged his talent for it despite being a man.
He had blown everyone else except Cecilia and Houki out of the water with his performance.
"Huh? Why not Shinonono? She's a better pilot than me." Amuro pointed out, taking a bite on his lunch.
In response, Cecilia gave him a blank look.
"You want me to cut her Ichika time? I'm not suicidal." Cecilia replied blankly. She's not intervening in that. She's good but not that good.
She's already playing cupid for the girl, better not disturb it.
"...I see your point." Amuro grimaced, watching Houki shoved a spoonful of a bento she made, almost choking Ichika. Of course, Lingyin won't allow herself to get behind, shoving a larger portion into Ichika's already full mouth.
Both of them prayed for Ichika, stay strong.
"Alright, I'll help you but I'll be taking someone with me. Can I?" Amuro relented yet this might be an opportunity.
Sarashiki will be thrilled.
"...Of course, you can." Die Die Die Die, leech, womanizer, bane of women!
"Uhm...Alcott-san, your stabbing the stake too hard."
"It's nothing, I'm just softening the meat." Cecilia smiled sweetly yet Amuro can't help but feel a chill down his spine.
His senses are all blaring him with incoming danger yet he can't pinpoint it.