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[b]葛 馮虚 (コペンハーゲン・スター)[/b]

The cool, contemplating gaze of Katsura Hyoukyo, class representative of East Umitori High's Class 3-G, swept over the familiar blonde who had addressed her, a sign of recognition immediately finding its way to her face. While she was not personally acquainted with the younger girl, she knew her to be a fellow student of hers, albeit one attending first year rather than third like her. The underclasswoman's name was, if she recalled correctly:

"[color=9D538E]There is no need, Nakajima-san,[/color]" she replied politely with a kindly smile, the name slotting into her mind with little to no difficulty. Nakajima Hoshi was one of the more prominent first years, likely due to her exuberance, and the information she had obtained via osmosis was enough to identify the blonde quite quickly. "[color=9D538E]Thank you for your offer, but I do not wish to impose.[/color]"

[i][color=54D1F1]Why not take it, boss? We coulda gotten out more fast and get the sausages![/color][/i]

[i][color=9d538e]It is simply polite not to take advantage of an underclassman, and the amount of time saved is too miniscule to expend extra effort on.[/color][/i]

[i][color=54d1f1]Sausages are deffo worth the effort![/color][/i]

[i][color=9d538e]As are improving your manners.[/color][/i]

The purple-haired girl merely gestured with a slender arm for the younger girl to retake her place in the line. Even if she had not been a member of the lower year levels, and thus deserving of a third year's duty to provide support to their younger brethren, Hyoukyo would have still refused to take advantage of the situation, no matter if the possibility that a single second could be saved remained. Not that it was likely, of course; of the second-hand information she had gleaned of Nakajima, there was a constant thread between them: the blonde was fast. Likely faster than her, meaning that she would merely be inconveniencing herself in she took the offer. It was wiser, then, to simply refuse.