So... I'm stressed AF, my coping method is either drawing (art block), reading (couldn't find anything new), or writing...
Guess which one I picked.
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Chiaki needs sleep
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"Oh, thank goodness you're here, Makoto!" Chizome said as she opened the door to the teachers lounge.
Gingerly, the Ultimate Lucky Student stepped inside, "I hope I'm not disturbing any staff for being here..."
But the Ultimate housekeeper just waved his concerns off, "I invited you in, and most of the staff is busy, in their room or office, or away. Now, I really had something to ask of you. Do you remember my little rotten orange, Chiaki Nanami?"
He nodded, "Of course! She instructed me on what to do as a class representative, why?"
Chizome sighed, "Lately she's been doing a lot, and I do mean a lot of 'research,' and it is a big concern for me."
"Why is that? It's their final year, surely its a good thing shes focusing on her studies and talent, isn't it?" Makoto questioned.
Chizome nodded, passing Makoto a teacup. "In most cases, I would agree with you. But you see, it's when and where she's doing her research that is the issue. She does them late at night, almost every night at the media room in the basement. The thing is, the soundproof materials haven't been added in yet.
"Recently, your classmate, Toko, has talked to me about getting Chiaki to quiet down, or move her play time to an hour where Toko won't be disturbed. Unfortunately she's also falling asleep in class to compensate for the hours she loses then, and I can't wake her up because she's quite the deep sleeper."
Makoto looked at his friend's sensei oddly, "But if she's such a deep sleeper why is it she doesn't fall asleep at usual hours?"
She pouted, "That rotten orange always stays up and decides to fall asleep in my classroom to catch up on rest, then does it all over again! She's the class representative and should hold herself as such."
He nodded, "I'll talk to her tonight."
"Thank you, Makoto, I know this isn't your responsibility, but..."
The Ultimate Lucky Student just smiled, "Well, if she's disturbing one of my classmates, as their class representative she should have gone to me first."
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I waited patiently inside the media room in the basement and sighed. "Honestly, for a school meant to cultivate the best, they sure do have lousy architectures. The first school somehow managed 78 generations of Ultimates, but had the most convoluted hallway and staircase system.
"This one is slightly better, separate facilities, still a weird architecture, but at least the hallways are larger and the stairs aren't on complete opposite ends of the halls.
"... But to place an arcade room and a movie/media room next to a library and sound proof noneof the rooms? That's a little daft."
Finally, he could hear Chiaki's voice setting up her systems before getting ready.
Makoto decided to intervene now instead of later.
Sliding open the door, he found Chiaki alone with a laptop and webcam.
"... Oh, hi Makoto," came her usual, delayed, reaction.
He smiled gently, "hi, yourself. Could I talk to you, before you begin to stream?"
The gamer girl nodded, "Um... I have ten minutes before I usually start. Sure."
"Well, Yukizome-sensei has been saying you have fallen asleep during many of your recent classes, are you getting enough sleep?"
Chiaki shook her head, "the latest game in my favorite series has just came out, and I wanted to beat it before all the spoilers got out. Especially since I got early access and all. But I'm also completing my quota for my research, so it's fine."
"Actually..." Makoto started, "you're gaming has kept my dearest classmate up, next door. She's had trouble sleeping for a while now because of it."
"... isn't there..."
Makoto shook his head and explained the sound-proofong situation.
Chiaki held her head down. Her gaming was interrupting not just herself, but one of her kouhais. It was even more upsetting because of her class representative status.
"But... I'm almost done... I was supposed to finish today."
Makoto looked at her sadly, he didn't want to keep her away from her talent, but at the same both she and Toko need to rest.
"I know how much gaming means to you, Chiaki, but please?"
She pouted, "Okay, I'll keep the speaking and volume to a minimum."
Makoto smiled, "That's all I ask. Tomorrow is Friday, be sure to get plenty of rest."
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"I am so sorry you had to come over, again, Makoto, but-" Yukizome started, but Makoto just sighed.
"No worry, everyone is inside, yes?"
"Um, yes, what does-"
Makoto slammed the door open, startling everyone, the teacher included. Well, everyone awake that is.
"CHIAKI NANAMI!"
"Ugh oh," Souda muttered, "Momkoto is mad..."
"I wonder what Chiaki did this time..." Hiyoko mused.
Makoto stormed up to the still sleeping girl, and pulled on her ear, causing everyone to wince. Makoto may not be an ultimate in physical prowess, but nobody wanted to have him tug on their ears, honestly he was like an Ultimate Scold-er.
"OW! ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!" Chiaki cried as she was violently woken up. "Who-" and instantly paled upon seeing Makoto.
He was not happy, "I told you to get some sleep, so when did you stop playing?"
"Uh... five past eleven?"
Makoto tapped his feet, "Did you know that my classmate Toko happens to be a very early riser and woke up to hearing video game nnoises eleven past five?"
Chiaki pouted, but her head was starting to droop.
Makoto grabbed her arm and smiled at Chisa, "I'll be taking her to the nurses office, Ms. Yukizome, Mikan, please come with me, apparently this little girl needs adult supervision."
"'m not little..." Chiaki mumbled tiredly.
But the Ultimate Lucky student rolled his eyes, "Oh, and I'll be taking this," he grabbed her bag and slung it over his shoulder, handheld games and all. "She won't be needing these until Sunday afternoon."
Chiaki instantly woke up to that, "But..."
"Oh, don't worry, Chiaki, with your naps I am sure that you won't even notice they're gone," Makoto smiled innocently. "Come on Mikan, we need to get the classroom princess to bed."
"C-coming!"
As the three left, Mahiru couldn't help but say, "I wish I got that photographed."
