Still Waters 3, Chapter 9, Kyoto Trip Part 2


What, you didn't think it would be that easy to do the right thing, did you?


Tuesday, April 28th, 2009, Noon


"Okay class, is everyone here? You will have one hour to look around in the museum here before we move on to the Seimei Shrine and Nijo Castle," Negi said. A quick look around confirmed that the group leaders were doing their jobs. He hoped everyone would get back to the lobby on time; he didn't want to waste any more time searching for wayward students.


"Aaaahhh," Miyoshi Youko said as she stretched, arms above her head, drawing stares from the few non-students present in the lobby of the museum. It was no wonder, really; her appearance was quite striking. Already several people had asked if she were a model. "Ah…I don't want to go to the Seimei Shrine."

The other group members either ignored her or decided to keep their silence. Youko had already gotten them in trouble three times, and they had only been here in Kyoto a day and a half.

"You guys are no fun."

Sato Gin spoke after a moment, her low voice sort of creepy in the semi-deserted and ancient atmosphere of the museum. "I want to go…I heard there are some descendants of Abe no Seimei there. I'm curious about onmyodo." Sato Gin was very tall for a Japanese girl, only a hair shorter than Youko, who stood just under six feet tall. Oddly enough, she had white hair of a shade almost identical to Youko's, though Youko's was much longer. The two had been mistaken for sisters quite a few times already based on height and hair color alone.

"I don't really want to go either," Kondo Kai said. She had been jumpy and on edge ever since the class's arrival in Kyoto; and without even any of her fellow band members here in Group 5 to talk to, she had quickly become very withdrawn. She touched the odd, small balls of hair that were a signature part of her hairstyle. "I need a hat. Does anyone have a hat?"

The class representative, Nakamura Sachiko, maintained her silence as she sipped her drink; she had nothing to add to this conversation.

The final member of the group, Suzuki Keiko, was also the shortest member of the group, six inches shorter than Kondo-san or the class rep, and almost a foot shorter than the two white-haired girls. Thrown randomly into this group, she hardly even knew these girls, but had latched on to the class representative out of necessity. Kondo-san and Miyoshi-san shined far too brightly for her, and Sato-san was just creepy.

Youko grinned suddenly, the sort of grin that often came before the announcement of some new plan that inevitably got everyone around her in trouble.

"You know, we could-"

"No." It was a direct denial in a tone of clear command, just as Youko had expected of the class representative.

'Nakamura Sachiko-sama is to be feared,' Keiko thought to herself.

Youko stood up anyway, her grin widening. "Let's go get something to eat, I'm hungry."

"We are not to leave the museum until it is time to go to the Seimei Shrine," Nakamura said levelly as she locked eyes with the taller girl.

Youko almost sat down again before she realized what she was doing; it was hard to deny the power the class rep seemed to hold over everyone.

She shook it off and went on. "Come on, I haven't eaten anything since breakfast and we won't stop for food for another three or four hours! Aren't you guys hungry?"

"I am," Kai said after a moment. Sato nodded her agreement as well. The three of them turned to Keiko, who sank into her chair and didn't answer.

Youko turned all her attention on the short girl. "Sure you're hungry Kei-chan. Let's go to that McDonalds I saw a bit down the road. We'll get something to eat and be back before anyone knows we're gone. It'll be fun, think of it as an adventure." Keiko still seemed unsure, so Youko caught her gaze and held it. "You're hungry, right? Your stomach is rumbling and it feels like you haven't had anything to eat all day, right?"

Keiko just looked at her. "R…right. I am kind of hungry, now that I think about it," she said as she turned to look at the class rep.

Sachiko looked around at her group members, from the widely grinning Miyoshi-san to the pleading look Suzuki-san was giving her, and relented. She was a little hungry herself, after all.

"We will only stay there for fifteen minutes, then return here immediately," Sachiko stated as Kai let out a small cheer that was cut off abruptly when one of the museum workers glared at her.


Group 1 had been in the ancient weapons section of the museum for quite some time, slowed by, shockingly enough, Kara Stride and Yamamoto Kimi, both of whom simply had to look closely at every single sword or spear on display. The two of them had even somehow heckled one of the museum workers into taking the group into a storage room and allowing them to handle some of the less fragile items stored there.

Abe Aiko had to admit that it had been interesting, but not that interesting. Her roommate Yamamoto Kimi was eating it up though. The short girl was in there right beside the foreigner, ooh-ing and ahh-ing at the padded drawers full of swords in the back room.

Kimi took a shine to a particularly well preserved sword and picked it up carefully. They had all been given special gloves to avoid getting skin oils or whatever all over the artifacts, so Aiko supposed it would be fine. She nearly had a heart attack when Kimi suddenly shifted both hands to the handle, or the grip, or whatever it was called, and acted like she was going to swing it around. "K-Kimi-san, that's not a good idea…!"

The museum worker's face went pale and she raised her hands pleadingly. "Now…now, I don't think, I mean, that's…"

Then Kimi did what Aiko could only describe as some sort of dancing sword thingy, and everyone just stared, jaws dropped; all except the American student, Kara Stride, who smiled in approval.

"It's so beautiful," Kimi said when she was through. "I thank you greatly for this opportunity," she said to the worker as she bowed formally.

"It-it's nothing," the woman replied as she carefully-and firmly-took the sword back and shooed the students out. If her boss had walked in while that brat was swinging that sword like that…! She grumbled to herself as she opened the correct drawer in the big cabinet and frowned as she saw another sword already in place. A horrible thought began to form in the back of her mind as she closed the drawer and pulled out another, and another, and another. Finally, she came to the final drawer, a drawer she had been carefully avoiding up to this point. She pulled the drawer open, and it was empty.

Instead of the drawer containing an early 19th century sword she had meant to show the students earlier, the drawer she had actually opened was the one containing the jewel of the museum; a beautifully preserved work by Masamune.

She nearly fainted.


Soon, Group 1 was out of the storage room and moving through the calligraphy section. Aiko didn't know about the others, but her mind wasn't on the calligraphy. Rather, since when had her roommate been able to do something like that? Kimi hadn't said anything about swords since they moved in at the dorm, and she didn't seem to have anything sword-related back at Mahora.

"How long have you known the sword, Yamamoto-san?" Kara Stride asked, breaking the thoughtful silence that had prevailed for the past five minutes.

Kimi looked embarrassed, but replied anyway. "Since I was five. My mother gave me my first sword then, and I've practiced with her up until she…she died last year."

"My apologies," Kara said. Silence fell again as the group walked.

After a moment, Ono Ran touched Aiko's arm, startling her. They fell back a bit from the others before the strange girl spoke.

"Her mother did not simply die. I do not understand exactly, but something happened to her. Protect her well, Abe-san."

Aiko, unsure how to react to something so weird, nodded hesitantly. Ran nodded in response, then moved to rejoin the group, leaving Aiko standing there.


"Hey, Negi. I think your group-making skills leave a lot to be desired," Max said as he caught up to the young teacher as he looked at a display of early guns. Kamo was riding on Negi's shoulder as usual. "What were you thinking, putting Taro and Whiskey and Rosemary Dean all in one group?"

The color drained out of Negi's face as he realized what he had done. "Oh no…"

"Uh oh," Kamo said. If it had been possible, he would have gone pale too. "Remember who else is in that group?"

Negi began to sweat as he recalled the other two members. "Rally Wheeler and Yoshida Ume," he said tonelessly, all thoughts of the display that had seemed so interesting a moment before gone.

"A naïve robot and a shy wallflower," Max said.

"We have to find them."

"Yeah."

"Negi…" Kamo said from the teacher's shoulder, shaking his head ruefully.


Youko snickered to herself as they all sat on the stone benches in the park down the road from the McDonalds. It had been surprisingly easy to get them all here, even with Sacchin's constant refusals. She snickered again at the nickname she had given the class rep. It wasn't precisely correct, but it worked. With any luck, it would catch on and she could use it to tease her all the time.

She was a little surprised when someone sat down beside her on the bench, and she realized with a shock that she could barely move.

"Do not try to speak, you will only hurt yourself."

She couldn't even turn her head, so she settled for clenching her teeth and trying to glare at the speaker through the corner of her eye. What she could see wasn't much…just an out of focus black haired Japanese woman in red and white clothing. For some reason, the others didn't seem to notice anything was wrong.

"You are the one called Youko Ninetales, are you not?" The familiar-sounding woman asked. Youko's eyes widened, and that was all the answer the woman needed. "You are brave, to come back to Kyoto so soon after your escape."

Youko felt a growl rising in her throat, but cut it off quickly. She couldn't afford to make this woman angry, not here, not like this. Judging by what she could see of the speaker's clothing, she was Shinmeiryu, and it was nothing but trouble to make one of them mad at you. Boy, didn't she know it...!

"I will allow you to speak and explain yourself. Depending on your answers to my questions, you may return with Negi-kun, or you may return with me," she said as she calmly reached over and slapped a paper talisman into place on Youko's forehead.

Suddenly freed, she could move. She looked at the woman who had interrupted her play and her first instinct was to rip the woman's throat out, but she found her hands and rear end still glued to the bench. A growl rose in her throat again despite her best efforts to hold it back. "Tsuruko…!"

"Do not try to fight; the talismans I used are quite strong."

Youko squirmed wildly, but it was just as Tsuruko said; she was firmly stuck in place. "This can't be right, you're not strong enough for something like this, not even your sister is strong enough!"

Tsuruko made a careless gesture that took in the entire park. "You would be surprised what can be accomplished with a squad of onmyoji. Now tell me, what are you doing in Kyoto?"

"What does it look like?" Youko spat. "I'm here on a class trip. You know about the kid, right?" she asked, referring to Negi.

Tsuruko nodded, but maintained her silence.

"That whole school is full of people with power, it'll be safe there. It's not like it was here, where you people locked me away for three hundred years without anybody interesting to talk to!"

"That was a punishment," Tsuruko said. It didn't come across as an excuse, however; simply a statement of fact.

"Punishment for what, getting the oni under control? I was just minding my own business when you people ambushed me and locked me up! I didn't do anything!"

Tsuruko continued on as if Youko's outburst hadn't happened. "It was punishment for causing the destruction of a third of Kyoto and actions resulting in the death of innocents. In the eyes of the council at the time, the losses far outweighed the gains. I was not there to see what had happened, but it is the punishment they deemed fit for your transgressions."

Youko looked away. "I hate them."

"They are all dead, there is no one to hate here."

Tsuruko stood up and Youko looked up at her. She was, as always, an amazing woman, and Youko hated her for it.

"You will come to the Konoe estate on the final day of your class trip. There, you will hear the head of the new council's decision on your fate. Do not be late." And suddenly Tsuruko was gone, the paper talismans locking Youko in place were gone, and her fellow group members were looking at her oddly.

"Is something wrong, Miyoshi-san?" Keiko asked.

"No, I'm just tired," Youko said, frowning. The spirit had gone out of her, and she just didn't feel like doing anything at all anymore, except maybe crawl into a bed and fall asleep. She was tired. Tired of the hassle, tired of being constantly hunted. She was tired of Kyoto, and tired of Japan. She sighed in exasperation.

"Let's go back."


Taro walked stiffly alongside Possum, followed closely by the pink haired gynoid, Rally Wheeler, and behind her by Yoshida Ume with Rosemary Dean bringing up the rear some distance back. The robot had been following her and Possum around since Friday, and it was really starting to get aggravating.

Her mood got worse and worse as the minutes wore on and she couldn't shake the feeling of the weird girl's stare boring into the back of her head until something snapped. She stopped and turned on the robot with a glare. "What? What could you possibly want with us?"

Rally shrank back a step, then stopped. Hakase and Chachamaru-onee-chan had both told her to get some friends, even Eva-sama had ordered it. But Taro-san and Possum-san didn't seem to like her…she didn't know what to do. Her motor cycles began to climb and an unusual buildup of laser fluid gathered in her optical system.

"Um…um Taro-san? I think that was kind of mean," Ume said.

"I didn't ask you, cake-girl," Taro spat before turning her attention back to the robot. "Are you stalking us? If that's it, we can just settle this here and now!"

"Taro," Possum said as she tried to pull the other girl away.

Taro jerked her arm away and stepped forward, standing eye to eye with Rally, who took another step back as the abnormal buildup of laser fluid reached a critical level and began to drain as Taro gave her her best death glare.

"Taro!" Possum said loudly, finally getting the girl's attention.

"What!" Taro bellowed as she whirled to face her friend.

"She's crying."

Taro's eyes widened in surprise as she turned around and saw Rosemary Dean and Yoshida standing in front of the poor robot girl, glaring at her.

"How could you?" Yoshida demanded, showing a few tears of her own now. Rosemary stepped up to look Taro in the eye. She was three inches taller and had achieved quite the reputation herself.

Taro bristled. "What do you two want? Do you want to fight? I'll take you both on! I'll-"

"Urashima-san!" Negi shouted as he ran up, Kamo scrambling to retain his place on the teacher's shoulder.

Taro, violently on edge by this point, whipped around without stopping to think and threw a punch before she could stop herself, but Scary Max-Sensei caught it and enveloped her hand in his own. She tried another on reflex, but he caught that hand as well. She tried to jerk her hands away and then, when that didn't work, tried to kick him, but he blocked it with a casual movement of his leg.

"What's wrong, Taro? Why are you on edge like this?" he asked. "You're smarter than this, I know it."

Taro struggled for a moment longer, contemplated trying to kick him again, but finally gave up and made a face that looked suspiciously like a pout. "I'm sorry," she muttered.

"Tell it to Rally."

Taro made another face, but did it anyway. "I'm sorry, Rally." Max let her go.

"That's good."

"Urashima-san, why did you do that?" Negi asked.

Taro turned red and looked away. She would never get used to Negi-sensei looking earnestly at her, it seemed. "I don't know," she mumbled, trying to ignore the passersby giving them odd looks and the single policeman who wanted to know what was going on.

"She gets like this sometimes," Possum suddenly said, drawing everyone's attention. Taro looked away, ashamed at her actions and embarrassed at the attention they were drawing.

"Excess energy, is it?" Max asked. Possum shrugged, and Taro maintained her silence. "Okay then. I'm pretty sure you know Asuna, so it should be okay. When we get back to Mahora, I'll speak with you about this again."

Yoshida and Rosemary Dean went wide-eyed and looked at each other at that revelation. Taro would have to face Scary Max-Sensei when they returned to Mahora? They felt a bit bad now, but the girl had brought it on herself.

Negi looked at the group. "You are all classmates, you shouldn't be fighting. Do I need to leave you in the hotel for the rest of the day?" Everyone shook their heads. "Good. Now come with us, we are almost ready to visit the Seimei Shrine."

Negi and Max led Group 3 back into the museum, where they found everyone else waiting for them in the lobby. "Okay everyone, we will now go to the Seimei Shrine. Please get aboard the bus in a timely manner…"


As the class approached the shrine along the sidewalk, a couple of students began to hang back more and more. Specifically, Kondo Kai and Abe Aiko. Yamamoto Kimi saw her roommate dropping back and stopped to wait for her.

"What's wrong, Aiko-chan?"

Aiko looked up wearily. "Remember those relatives I said I didn't want to meet? They spend a lot of time here, and I really don't want to meet them."

Kimi nodded in understanding. "There is no avoiding it. You should just stay in the middle of the group and try not to draw attention to yourself. Also-Oof," she said as she bumped into Kondo Kai, who had slowed to a stop in front of them. "I'm sorry Kondo-san, I didn't see you there…Kondo-san?"

"Ah…what?" Kai asked. "Oh, don't worry about it," she said absently, turning back to stare at the gate to the shrine up ahead.

"Kondo-san? Are you coming?" Kimi asked.

"I guess," the blonde said. Still, she stood still, head cocked to the side, seemingly listening to something neither girl could hear. The three of them had by this point fallen back quite far from the rest of the class, which was currently stopped at the gate up ahead while Negi-sensei gave a brief history lesson.

They caught the tail end of the lesson as they approached. "-of the famous onmyoji Abe no Seimei. Now, as we go inside please turn your attention to-"

Kondo Kai let the teacher's voice fade out as she looked around warily. There were several people present, sweeping the grounds or praying or whatever, but nobody seemed to have noticed her. She moved forward and bumped into Aiko, who had stopped again.

"Aiko-chan?"

Kai saw Kimi, a fair distance ahead, stop and look back at them. Aiko looked up at her and started to speak when…

"There! I see you! What are you doing here? You should be…" The priest trailed off as he approached, finally slowing to a stop about eight feet away as he caught a glimpse of Aiko's face. "My apologies, Lady Aiko, I did not see you earlier."

He bowed low as Kai looked at Aiko and mouthed 'Lady Aiko?' Aiko shrugged sheepishly and looked away.

"The head priest will be glad to see you. I wish you had written to signal your return; we would have been better prepared for your visit," the priest said, still bowing.

Kimi came back and looked from Aiko to Kai to the priest. "…Aiko-chan?" The priest shot her a glare and Aiko looked at her as if begging for help. She had no idea what was going on.

"Now you…you are her servant, correct?" the priest said, grabbing Kai's wrist and pulling her toward an outbuilding. "Come, there is much work to be done in preparation for the Lady Aiko's return."

Kimi watched as Kai yanked her hand free and backed away, eyes wide. "N-no!"

"What are you doing?" Aiko demanded of the priest.

"She is your servant, correct?" the priest asked.

"Aiko-chan? What's happening here?" Kimi asked again. Why was no one answering her?

"Get away from me!" Kai demanded, her voice going high pitched as she tried to back away. The priest grabbed her wrist again and tightened his grip as she tried to escape.

"I understand the Lady Aiko is kindhearted, but this behavior is unforgivable-" the priest said.

"Aiko-chan!" Kimi demanded.


Aiko just watched the scene unfold as if she weren't a part of it. The priest was trying to drag Kondo-san away now, and she heard Kimi-chan calling her name from far away. She glanced toward where she had last seen Negi-sensei and the rest of the class, but they were nowhere in sight.

"Let go of meeee!" Kai squealed breathlessly. Aiko watched as Kai looked around frantically, searching for help, but Aiko couldn't make her voice work. Their eyes met and Aiko just stood there, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

They know I'm here, they know I'm here! Grandmother won't be pleased, she won't be happy with this, she's going to be angry-

"Aiko-chan! Kimi-chan, help me!" Kai begged breathlessly as she tried to pull back from the priest.

"You…stubborn…beast…!" the priest grunted as he tried to drag her away. Kai finally gathered enough presence of mind to set her feet, and suddenly the priest found he couldn't drag her another step. "Stubborn beast…I didn't want to do this," he said as he reached into the folds of his clothing, took out a slip of paper, and slapped it onto Kai's forehead.

The girl dropped bonelessly to the ground, and Aiko's paralysis was finally broken.

"What the hell are you doing?" Aiko screeched as Kimi rushed to Kai's side.

The priest's jaw dropped and his eyes widened comically at her outburst. "M-my Lady, I…I'm sorry, though I do not know…I offer my apologies My Lady, I don't, I…"

"Fix her now!" Aiko yelled, pointing at the paper talisman stuck on Kai's forehead. The utter terror on the fallen girl's face was painful to see.

"But…but's it's an oni! They're just beasts!" the priest said, his tone a little frantic. "If I take it off without the proper restraints, it will kill us all!"

"She's my friend!" Aiko bellowed at the top of her lungs in a tone that must have reached every corner of the shrine complex as she clenched her fists. What was wrong with this stupid priest?

"But it…she," the priest said, frowning as he said the word, "...is just an oni…" His eyes went from one girl to the next as Kimi tugged at the talisman on Kai's forehead.

"It won't come off," Kimi said in the tense silence that followed.

Aiko met the priest's eyes and approached to within two feet of him, glaring her best glare; an action totally unheard of in polite Japanese society. "I said TAKE…IT…OFF."


The priest was speechless. Here was the heir's daughter, five-foot-nothing in the tall shoes she still favored, looking him in the eye and ordering him to release a dangerous beast? What if it tried to kill her? He would just have to sacrifice his life to save hers of course, and he didn't want to do that if at all possible. But if he didn't do what she said and the heir or the master heard of it…he shuddered. The inevitable result didn't bear thinking about.

Aiko watched the priest suspiciously as he knelt down gingerly next to Kai, whose eyes moved around at a frantic pace. Kimi moved out of the priest's way and he reached down toward the stricken girl's head.

"Are you sure about-"

"Do it now," Aiko said.

The priest muttered a prayer under his breath, then plucked the talisman from Kai's forehead and jumped back in the same motion, pushing Aiko out of the way of imminent death.

Or not so imminent death.

Kai scrambled backward until she bumped into a tree and curled into a fetal position, shivering.

Aiko got back to her feet, pushed past the gobsmacked priest, and joined Kimi at Kai's side.

"…Kondo-san? Are you all right?"

"Do I freaking look all right?" Kai said as she shivered violently and started to sniffle. "That guy tried to kuh-kidnap me!"

"Is something wrong?" someone said. All eyes turned to the speaker.

"Negi-sensei!" Kimi said. He stood there in the path, the rest of the class and Scary Max-Sensei behind him.

"No, it's okay, we just had a misunderstanding," Aiko said stiffly, staring the priest down.

Negi raised one eyebrow and looked from the priest to the three students and back. "Come along then, we have some more places to see."

The priest started to speak up, but Aiko spoke before he could say a word. "We'll be along in a minute, there's something I need to clear up. Is that okay, sensei…?"

Negi just looked at her for a moment, then nodded and led the class back toward the gate.

Aiko watched them move off for a moment, saw Kai's fellow bandmates lingering at the back of the class for a moment before they too followed the teacher, then turned on the priest and fixed him with a glare. "You know who I am. Know that this girl, this girl, is under my protection. If you or anyone else tries anything at all, you will have to answer to me. Understand?"

The priest just stared at her for a moment, then nodded, his face tight and grim.

Aiko nodded. "Good. Come on, Kimi-chan, Kondo-san." Then she turned on her heel and walked away. Kimi and Kai looked at each and hurried after her while the priest frowned at the three of them.

As they walked, Kimi suddenly spoke up. "What's all this about an 'oni'?"

Kai missed a step.

"Kondo-san here is an oni," Aiko said without looking back at the two.

Kimi blinked and thought about that. "…are you trying to make fun of me?" She glanced at Kai, who looked at the ground and blushed.

"No, I'm not," Aiko said irritably.

Kimi looked at Kai again. "That's a joke, right? Kondo-san?"

"It's not a joke," Aiko snapped irritably. Still she continued walking. Kai maintained her silence and looked away.

Kimi just looked at her. Aiko-chan was acting awfully strange…they had been roommates for a while now, and Kimi had never seen her so irritated as she was now, not to mention speaking such...such nonsense. Or was it? She had seen a lot of strange things, so it wouldn't really be that much of a stretch to find that there was such a thing as an Oni...but if something like that was real, what else was? Youkai? Ghosts? Sea monsters? Dragons? Surely not, right? ...right?

"Hey…um…please keep it a secret, okay? I mean…I don't want anyone to know," Kai said, her voice soft and timid and completely unlike Kimi had ever heard it before.

"Lady Aiko! Lady Aiko, I have a note for you!" a young man said as he approached at a run. Aiko shot him a glare that sent chills through Kimi's veins, but the young man appeared untouched by it.

"Lady Aiko, please take this. It is from your grandmother," he said.

Aiko took the note, glanced at it, and grimaced as she stuffed it into her pocket. She shooed the boy away and stalked down the path.

"What was that about?" Kimi asked, her mind still reeling from the revelation that not only did such a creature as an oni really exist, but one of her classmates was one and yet had never shown the slightest urge to drag people away into the mountains and eat them, nor did she appear to be an alien invader...she didn't even seem to own a tiger stripe bikini. Not that Kimi had seen, anyway. 'Well, I guess that's what I get for watching too much TV,' she thought.

"My grandmother wants me to come back when I have some free time and pay my respects to my ancestors," Aiko said tonelessly as she carefully folded the note and put it in her pocket.

Kimi had a feeling Aiko had left something out. "And…?"

"…and she wants me to bring Kondo-san," Aiko said.


Author's Notes: And here we have what looks like a regular chapter but actually includes some incredibly important stuff that you won't know is actually important for quite a while. Heh... Also, there really is a Seimei Shrine in Kyoto. However, I have taken liberties with its description and history and location and...well…everything else. Yeah. It's for the sake of the story :p Also, in case I really have to spell it out for you…

Abe no Seimei - famous onmyoji. Look him up on wikipedia.

Abe Aiko - Seimei's descendant

Below I have included short profiles for Sato Gin (23), Suzuki Keiko (8), and Rosemary Dean (5).


Sato Gin - Student number 23

Born - 3/1/1995

Height - 5'8"

Art Club

Likes: Her deep voice, being spooky, the smell of old books

Dislikes: People in general

Roommate: Nakamura Sachiko

Little Known Facts: She is actually a very good driver, and has won a few backroad street races in her father's car.


Suzuki Keiko - Student number 8

Born - 1/25/1995

Height - 4'11"

Pottery Club

Likes: Collecting things

Dislikes: Excessive recognition for her accomplishments

Roommate: Mako Sylvester

Little Known Facts: She is extremely intelligent, and has been known to purposefully answer test questions wrong so she won't get the highest grade in the class.


Rosemary Dean - Student number 5

Born - 2/12/1995

Height - 5'8"

Archery Club

Likes: Hitting the bullseye, the sound of a bowstring being released, scented candles

Dislikes: Cleaning, hard work

Roommates: Kobayashi Ayumi, Watanabe Miyako

Little Known Facts: She is an orphan from the US who was sent to Japan to study by her grandmother.