She stretched out on her chair, giving a long yawn as she did so.

[color=a2d39c]"Guh... This is more tiring than actually training."[/color]

To tell the truth, Kagenuma Yuzuki had a very different image of the school from the description she was given. She had thought this would be some sort of a huge martial arts center, with people honing their moves against other opponents. But instead of muscly sweaty men and muscly sweaty women running around beating each other to pulp, she got this... place with books, with some sort of training regiment that was somehow more tiring than her training sessions with her father. There was a part of her that was happy she didn't have to fight and train everyday, and another part that was a bit disappointed that she didn't get what she imagined. 

Sighing, she picked up her things, and walked out the classroom.

As of now, she wasn't in any clubs at all, not that Yuzuki would join any of those clubs around. None of them seemed attractive enough. Then again, if she did join a club, she'd be able to spar against them anytime she wanted. But then she had to go through the whole rigmarole of registering and the likes.

Decisions, decisions...

[i]For now, I think I'll get some of that pudding from that shop, punch a few boulders in half and call it a day,[/i] she thought.