This is bad.

She could feel him outside pacing up and down, his empty right sleeve flapping about as he paced the halls. Tch, Student Council members are annoying. She had just bought a fresh pack too.

Junko tapped her prosthetic leg on the floor, testing it, making sure it was strapped on tightly.

As soon as class was over and the teacher was out of sight, she and the Student Council member dashed off, sprinting as if it was the 100m dash.

"JUNKO! Surrender your bag to me! I know you are carrying banned items in there!"

"Shut up, Mr Hentai Super Ero Pervert! Stop harassing me!"

"My name's Kisaragi!"

She dashed past several students, past that tall red-head in her class, that short black hair person, and Mr Invincible Warrior helping up the red head, then past a bend to the stairs. Instead of going down the stairs however, she immediately pressed herself to the wall near the corner, remaining silent as Kisaragi blasted past her and down the stairs.

"Heh."

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She took a deep pull at the stub, and exhaled, puffing out a billow of smoke. Junko was trying to make a smoke ring, but that was a bit hard to do in the breeze.

It was so peaceful up here on the roof. The breeze and the vista it offered never failed to grant her a sense of peace. That and it was always a good place for a smoke. She made sure not to leave any litter about however, for both personal and hygienic purposes. This place made her forget, at least for the moment, about her friends and her old life back in her hometown.

"Wonder how the Blue Falcon is faring nowadays?"

She took one last cigarette from the box and pulled up a loose brick near the piping, revealing her secret stash of things, mostly snacks and a few packs of cigarettes.

What worries her most however was the papers and assignments. Maybe she can copy Sakura's homework, or perhaps Sayuri. Invincible Warrior Man would do in a pinch, but then she had to listen to how he defeated the demon of Tralfagaz's Reach with only a broken sword and a bottle of mana.