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[color=tomato]"Survey says...”[/color]

[color=888888]— Suki Oyama[/color][/center]

Suki might have made a mistake. 

While she had been the first person to get to the cafeteria, that didn’t mean she was going to be able to check everyone else who came in. There were a few more early birds, and then a flood of students entered. It was like watching a zombie hoard, only they all packed their own lunch and just wanted a place to sit down. Suki pivoted her head side to side to try and look around everyone, but there was a limit to what she could see from the “VIP” table. She scanned all the faces she could see, but none of them stood out as someone new. This was made all the more disappointing because Tsubomi was not the sort of girl who ever arrived first. Five minutes into her wait and Suki had finished eating the gelatinous blob of despair she made for herself. She spent the next few minutes licking her fingers, just to give herself something to do. Roche wasn’t here yet, so that was a silver lining.

Eventually Tsubomi appeared. Suki dried her fingers on her uniform and folded her hands in her lap. She went over the topics of discussion she wanted to have in her head. A lot of questions that she had never asked Tsubomi that needed to be answered now. Even if her partner had no emotions, she couldn’t help but wonder if there could be negative consequences to broaching certain topics with her. With foresight, she could see that after the thing with Kate she had stopped visiting the Detention club meetings for a time. 

But none of it would matter, because Suki wasn’t going to have that one on one with Tsubomi. 

Was that a transfer student? They looked new. Even if Suki knew a few names she could have, she hadn’t seen pictures of any of them. In fact, Suki found herself analyzing the girl’s shape and missed the first few words she said. She had a similar body shape to Suki it seemed. It was hard to tell, but that ill-fitting school uniform was definitely resting on a thinner than normal frame. Like rickety scaffolding wrapped in a tarp. Normally that would be a negative, as nothing that looked like Suki could ever approach cute. But her face made up for that and then some. Her hair was long and unkempt, she looked like she didn’t get enough sleep, and she had the most pinchable cheeks. Then Suki took in her mannerisms and how she held her body. Her cautious movements around Tsubomi, the less-than-confident tone she took with her, the position of her headphones, the prey coded behavior. 

Suki’s body twitched, like a robot trying to process too much information. She carried the one from the lowest decimal place, added the girl’s merits, contrasted the shade of her hair and flesh against others she had seen. The proverbial gears were turning cherry red, the circuit board was arcing, but a verdict had been returned.

This was a super cutie. 

It had been some time since Suki had beheld one, sans Kate. Tsubomi looked the part, but she didn’t really act the part. She was oblivious to how cute she was because she couldn’t feel romantic attraction. But maybe this girl would be different. 

Though as Suki’s focus opened up, she realized that the girl seemed to be interested in helping Tsubomi. This caused Suki to sit up a bit straighter and reconsider her options. Yes, there was nothing to be gained by rushing over there now. Tsubomi and this new girl would be available later, but it was rare for anyone to willingly talk to her partner. It was rarer still for them to offer help. This was not something she could just interrupt.

Afterwards was another story…