Mmmmmmm, I do love me some chocolate sauce~

...I like whipped cream, too.

In honor of my fallen comrades from today's battle, I have joined the cause. I shall support them by also wearing a skirt, so they don't feel so left out.

I even shaved my legs~

Ahahahahahaha.

Hey, brat~ You better bring your A game. >D

...You know it's a good thing I actually look at my food before I eat it, or I'd have scalded the fuck out of my tongue at lunch today. Miso is not red in color.

There are melted chocolate flakes on my bed.

Marui. Were you eating in my room?

I, for one, think camp would be damn fun and a break from tedium and people who fucking suck aren't so great at tennis. And it's not like I can't keep an eye on how things are going.

But that's just my two cents. Obviously, I follow where our Great Leader goes.

Mission: Success.

Thanks to a little financial contribution from one Yagyuu Hiroshi, I have finally obtained all the money I need for my project.

This is exciting~

Stop asking me about the vents, you guys. I have no idea what happened to them. I'm sure they'll show up sooner or later.

HEY what's up, people? The name's Niou Masaharu, freshman of Rikkai High. Damn, does that sound weird. Also, I don't like people looking at me like I'm a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of their shoe. I'm at least that irritating rock that you can't get out 'cause it's stuck under the inner sole.

Not like we aren't just gonna take over in a week, anyway...