Winter had taken Miso City by the storm, both figuratively and literally. While the snowfall wasn’t as intense as earlier days prior, it was still enough for a blanket of white to form. But with the chilled breaths and frigid setting came the promise of winter break. For the diligent students of Miso City High School, it was a period of rest and relaxation. For the Detention Club, it was a time to hunt freely without the constraints of school getting in the way. With barely a week left before the students were let out, everyone, teacher and youth, was buzzing.
Most of the other students had either left campus for the day or were lingering around in their respective club activities. That included the Detention Club, whose group of delinquents were heavy and far between. It took a strong and sensible leader to lead them back down the path of good, a symbol of unwavering positivity. Or so their buffoon teachers knew, still believing the Detention Club was a reforming group meant to “fix” the behaviors of its occupants.
Still, Touka Yama certainly fit the role she was needed to be, scurrying up the halls and higher still to Classroom 3-D. Loud bangs would inform her that, yes, the other members had already arrived, no doubt impatient for their club president to hurry too. By the time Touka did show up, the others would have had sufficient time to round up their conversations before she appeared with flurries of papers in hand.
“S-Sorry everyone, I’m here!” she said, hastily placing the sheets upon the closest spot she could find in the club room before looking over at the others. Good, almost all their number had showed up with the exceptions of Hikari and her own partner. It was adequate for her to begin anyway, a cough drawn to hopefully gain all their attention to her.
“I heard about last night’s reports from Chie. G-Good job everyone for holding your own and trying your best!” she said, words followed up by some shaky thumbs up. A moment to pause before she continued. “Recently though, it looks like the N-Nightmares have been becoming more restless and sporadic. I’m not too sure why that is, b-but it might be because of the Magical Girls you encountered last night. Their presence might have d-disrupted the balance we’ve kept for so long.”
Naturally any Nightmare was bound to chase one of the light than of the darkness. It only took a small number for the disposition of loot to be greatly misgiven. Touka’s tone said it all though; if nothing was done about those who meddled soon, most of the prey would be going towards them. An unspoken sentiment, but one that surely effected every Dark Magical Girl in the room. “W-Well aside from that….that is to say, more importantly, winter break is coming up, and we still need to make preparations.”
Touka briefly glanced down to her hands, fiddling with her fingers. It was a small motion that was soon joined by a wide but closed smile. “We can deal with the other Magical Girls later. What’s more important now is planning our club Christmas party!” Certainly there were probably a bit more pressing matters to consider, but the holidays were approaching. And they were delinquents anyway; since when did they ever follow a schedule in priorities?
Though right as Touka waited for discussion on that topic to start up, she suddenly froze where she stood. A sensation had overtaken her and it would soon spread among the other girls as well, from one to the other. Because approaching their club room right now was a familiar presence from just last night. Even those who weren’t present for the hunt could tell by sickening positivity this was one of the pure Magical Girls from the previous night. But which one?
“W-Who is it?” Touka called out to the hallways.
