Blazepanzer here, and I'd like to begin by once again thanking everyone who took the time to read my fanfic, and a thanks to those who have favorite and followed. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far! 377 views, and nine favs and nine follows...that's awesome!
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Hanoashi gazed uncertainly at the group of girls standing in front of the garage, a bit nervous. Up til now the only sempai's I've interacted with are Maho and Yukari...I mean back at Nishmari it didn't matter, but here? Not to mention there's so many girls here.
"Come on now Blaze, there's no need to by shy, these are our teammates," Maho soothed.
"They're not scary, are they?" Miho whispered. "Our Sempais I mean."
"Of course they are not," a girl around five feet walked up. "My name is Alice Samada, by the way. Thanks for being kind to the Nishisumi sisters," she added, bowing to Hanoashi.
"Er...they're my sisters, why wouldn't I be kind to them?" Hanoashi inquired.
"See, us Samada were somewhat once of a rival family to the Nishisumi, ultimately it was all in good fun, but still. Used to push each other to fight harder in Sensado, but still, at the end of the day we were kinda like friends, if you will."
Pausing, Alice let out a sigh. "Unfortunately Kuromroimine's destruction destroyed all that. Shiho tried to stop the reactor from blowing up...but she failed and a lot of people lost families and friends on that ship that night. Many people have blamed Shiho every since, and unfortunately that had bleed into how her daughters were treated."
"People are idiots about that kind of thing," Hanoashi sighed.
"Unfortunately. Anyways, we ought to join our teammates," Alice then smiled at them as she left. "If you need anything, and I mean anything, let me know, alright?"
"Thank you," Hanoashi breathed, and moved on up to join her teammates.
"Thought you'd never come," Asusa whispered.
"I'm here now," Hanoashi chuckled softly.
"Alright, if I may have your attention please?" a girl with short black hair smiled. If everyone is here, we may begin." Gazing around, she nodded. "47 people, excellent! Now, I am Ami Chono, and I am the head instructor of the Sensado Woman's league. I'll be here temporarily to help your new instructor out the first few weeks, since Megumi is a first time instructor. So, Megumi, why don't you introduce yourself?"
Hanoashi gazed at the young woman who walked up. She hardly looks out of high school! She realized.
"My name is Megumi, I was Sander's team commander two years ago, and I also commanded Selection university's team until three months ago when Headmaster Matsumino invited me to become your instructor."
"Now, just because Megumi is new doesn't mean you can disrespect or disobey her in any way," A familiar voice spoke up.
Rikona! Hanoashi mused happily, pleased to see her younger cousin.
"I am Vice heiress Rikona, and I'll be observing quite a few of your practices as well as your matches, so if any of you misbehave, I'll be among the first to know. And trust me, you do not want to face my wrath."
What, ya gonna tie us up? Handcuff us, cousin? Hanoashi mused. Though she has to be serious, given that...well...this is simulated combat.
"Now...for starters, we will assign you to your tanks." Megumi announced after Rikona's warning had sunk in. "For the record, the first name called will be the commander of the tank, the other positions you can discuss among yourselves. For now, when we call your name, go and stand next to your tank."
Hanoashi leaned forward, curious. Wonder who my teammates are going to be?
"Alice...Miho...Karina...Saki...and Hana, you will be assigned to the Panzer IV.
Miho almost jumped out of her skin when she heard her name. First one called! Seriously? And...wait? Alice is our commander? At least she seems friendly toward us...I know Karina and Saki alright...but what about this Hana? Is she mean?
Receiving a quiet nudge from Hanoashi, she realized that her fellow crewmates were walking into the hanger, and with a small squeak of alarm, Miho hurried behind them.
"So...which one is the Panzer IV?" A black haired girl asked gently.
"That one, the one with the side skirts. You...must be Hana, right?"
"How'd you know?" Hana asked, surprised.
Miho shrugged. "You're the only one on our team I haven been introduced to," Miho shrugged. Glancing around, she sighed. "This is going to be one expensive team to maintain," she sighed.
"How'd you figure that? Hana asked.
"Too many different tanks form different countries." Miho explained. "Male and co-ed academies require each academy to host tanks from at least two to three nations so as to not interfere with the big name girls academies following certain cultures, but it's somewhat weird to see an academy host tanks from six different countries."
"You seem quite knowledgeable," Hana sighed. "Me and Saori did some studying on our own, but it seems quite complicated."
Miho nodded. "It is, there's a lot that I don't understand, but my sisters Maho and Hanoashi learned a lot more than I did, so we could ask them if we come across anything we didn't know."
"Or me, I went to Snow Desert Valley in case you forgot," a new voice chuckled from behind them.
"Hey Hitomi," Miho smiled.
"You're absolutely right about the expense of these tanks though, really hoping Grandfather will let us swap a few models out and such, but...for the time being this is what we have to work with."
"Out of curiosity, what would we be using if we could swap out the tanks?" Miho dared to ask.
"Hm...well, If it was up to me, we'd keep our German tanks, save the Porsche Tiger, which we'd swap for a regular Tiger, and probably supplement the rest with a mix of Soviet or American models. However, even if Grandfather allowed us to swap, I don't think he'd be allowed to just let us swap randomly, So maybe just swap out the Type 89 for a T-50, the Mark V for a Chaffie, and the Char for a T-34."
"That makes sense, swap out the older models for better models," Miho nodded.
Hitomi smiled before turning to Hana. "Now, you do remember the agreement your mother and I made, right?"
Hana nodded. "Any signs of me becoming aggressive or unladylike and I'm off the team. Don't worry Hitomi Sensei, I won't forget."
"Good, and take good care of Miho for me, okay?" With that, Hitomi walked off.
"Miho, Hana, over here!" Alice called over.
"Coming Commander!" Miho squeaked, running over.
Not gonna lie, I'm a little envious of Miho getting to be in the Panzer IV when it's my favorite tank...but what can I do about it? Besides, it's not that big of a deal... Hanoashi mused, slightly conflicted.
"M-3 Lee...Asuza, Hanoashi, Mika, Takio, Ayumi, Hoshino, Nogami."
Finally! At least I get to be in the same tank as Asuza...wait...she called Asusa's name first?
"But instructor, with all due respect, I've never been in Sensado before, I can't be a commander!" Asuza squeaked.
"You'll be fine," Rikona soothed. "Besides, you're not the only first year commander we've picked. Aya's never done this before, so you're in good company."
Hanoashi nudged Asuza. "They've picked you, my friend. Have a little faith in yourself, okay?"
Azusa gulped, but nodded gently. "Well...we should go to our tank...M-3 Lee, right?"
Hanoashi nodded. "I know what it looks like, though I'm fairly unfamiliar with it," she admitted, and began walking into the garage.
"Unfamiliar with it?" Asusa gasped.
Hanoashi nodded. "It's not a tank that the co-ed academies would use. You see, the middle school restricts their tanks to sixty millimeters of armor and a 5 centimeter gun, which the Lee over-exceeds on both accounts. Where as the high school leagues restrict the total amount of weaponry across the team to seventy centimeters of guns, and eighty centimeters of armor."
"But the lee has a 75 millimeter gun," A dark toned girl argued. "Why wouldn't the Co-ed high schools use it?"
"Well...while the armor rating is only measured at the thickest single armor section, the weaponry rating is determined by the total caliber across all cannons. So while the largest gun on the Lee is 75 millimeters, the Lee also has a 37 millimeter gun, hence it's weaponry rating is 112 millimeters. At that rate, you'd be better off getting a Tiger over the Lee." Hanoashi explained.
"I see...I guess that's why the Co-ed teams tend to have smaller teams then. Oh...name's Hoshino by the way."
"I'm Hanoashi and this is our commander, Asusa," Hanoashi smiled. "It's nice to meet you."
"Likewise." Hoshino smiled gently.
"Wait for us commander!" Four girls rushed in. "Ah...which one is the lee?" A black haired girl asked.
"I think it's that one," one of the brunette girls asked.
"How can you tell?" Another girl with brunette hair asked gently.
"Er..." the brunette girl shrugged. "I've seen a photo of it?"
"So you don't know..." the black haired girl asked, her blue eyes narrowing in suspicion.
"She's right," Hanoashi shrugged. "You are?"
"Oh! Sorry...I'm Takio," A girl with a red headband bowed gently. "This is Mika," She added, pointing to the other Brunette. "And this is Ayumi," pointing to the girl with black hair.
"It's Nice to meet you, Takio, Mika, Ayumi," Hanoashi smiled. "I'm Hanoashi, and this is Hashino and our commander, Asusa."
"I'm Takiko, though please, Call me Oryou," a second black haired girl walked up.
Maho walked into the hanger, gazing around uncertainly. Great...a German tank...still, this isn't going to be like Kuromorimine! Right?
"Now, before we go any further, there's a few things we need to go over," a silver haired girl noted. "First, I will not tolerate lateness, laziness, bullying, or tomfoolery, both in and out of the tank. Understand?"
"Yes Erika," Maho nodded. Yukari nodded in return, Mako just stared.
"I know you have low blood pressure, Mako," Erika nodded. "I will help you as your commander to make it to school and matches on time, but I'm not going to tolerate you taking advantage of your medical condition. Understand?"
"Understand commander." Mako sighed.
"Good. Secondly, if you have any issues with Miho's or Maho's heritage..." Erika paused, pressing her hands together menacingly. "Then you have an issue with me and all the commanders. So don't even think about it."
Maho felt her jaw drop. They all know about mine and Miho's birth as Nishizumi! She realized, though she had a hard time believing it, not to mention she felt a tad bit fearful about it.
"Maho, if you or Miho have any issues, just let me know, alright?" Erika patted Maho on the shoulder.
" U...Understood. Thank you," Maho breathed, feeling a bit less fearful but still uneasy about the whole command structure knowing about her heritage.
"Good, now, you all want to get inside the tank and explore the various roles?" Erika chuckled.
Maho nodded, and slowly made her way into the tank I'm climbing inside a German tank for the first time in...hm...almost ten years. Granted, this is nothing like the Panzer III my old parents drove me around in back then, but still...
"You three will need to decide on what roles you want. Obviously, I'm the commander of the tank, so you'll have to chose between Gunner, Loader, and Driver."
"Hm...can I be loader then?" Maho asked hesitantly.
"Why loader?" Erika asked. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, but it's usually not a job people just ask for."
"Well...I want to get a job involving hard labor, so..." Maho trailed off.
Erika smiled. "An honorable request then, Maho you're our loader. Better get to practicing though, these shells are going to be heavy."
"I will commander," Maho smiled. Maybe this won't be so bad after all!
Hanoashi clambered out of her driver seat, feeling slightly exhausted already. "Gonna have to get used to how close we all are," she breathed.
"You going to be alright?" Asusa asked.
Hanoashi nodded, before noticing Megumi holding a microphone.
"Now that you've all had time to explore the tanks, it's time for you to learn what you'll be doing today," she smiled.
Hanoashi leaned forward, curious.
"Today, you'll be hanging out with your cremates around Ooarai!" Megumi smiled. "Treat each other to dinner, have a run around in the park, that sort of stuff."
"Er... Instructor...not that I mind, but I thought we were supposed to learn about Sensado?" Hanoashi dared to ask.
"All in good time, miss Katoni," Ami smiled from behind her. "But all of you are going to be working as a team, so it's vital that you and your teammates get to become friends first, don't you think?"
"That makes sense," Hanoashi nodded in understanding.
"Very well then, get to it!" Megumi chuckled.
"So...any ideas on what to do?" Mika shrugged.
"Why not go out for Ice Cream?" Takio suggested.
"No good, Blaze can't eat anything high in sugars, so..." Asuza shot down.
"Blaze?" Oryou asked curiosity.
"My nickname," Hanoashi noted. "Feel free to use it."
"So why can't you eat sugars? You diabetic?" Ayumi asked.
"That's rude Ayumi," Takio muttered.
Hanoashi shrugged. "Better to call it just Diabetic than to call it what it really is." Last thing they need is to imagine someone pulling shit out of my ass because I accumulated too much sugar.
"So...anyone have any actual good ideas?" Takio asked.
"We...could talk it out in the park," Hanoashi suggested.
"Guess that could work," Ayumi shrugged.
"So...let me get this straight...we're going to a public bath?" Miho asked.
"Yeah, what could go wrong?" Alice smiled. "It'll clear the tension and help us to get to know each other."
"Sound good to me," Saki noted.
"I'm game," Hana smiled.
"Fair enough," Karina agreed.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Alice smiled.
"So...how long have you been in Sensado?" Maho asked.
"Every since I put my sister in jail," Erika grunted. "Good riddance, that idiot deserved it," she added with a huff.
"Why would you put your sister in jail?" Yukari gasped.
Because she's the idiot who stabbed Maho, Erika grunted inwardly. Still, probably not the best time to tell them that.
"Let's just say she tried to kill someone and the authorities were trying to cover for her. My great grandfather was a war world two veteran, so...they tired to cover for her as a thank you service."
"Wow...I never knew Japan was like that." Maho breathed.
"So...if you don't mind me asking...what did he do during the war?" Yukari whispered.
"He was a part of the Emperor's guard, or at least he was until he discovered Japan's war crimes and promptly resigned, moving to Germany."
"Oh..." Yukari gazed down.
"So...if you don't mind me asking...why did you move back to Japan?" Maho asked as she did bench presses.
"My father's a maus-dammed weeb," Erika blushed. "That, and my mother is a Sensado fanatic, so they both wanted to move to Japan once they got married. And given my Great Grand-Father's service...it was easy to do. Which considering he wasn't exactly polite to the emperor when he left...was surprising."
"What to you mean by not exactly polite?" Mako asked as she did her bench presses.
"Try throwing an Arisaka Rifle at him," Erika muttered. "He just...called him a damn mass murder, threw his rifle at his feet, and left on the spot. Or...so he claims, it's hard to tell if he was embellishing considering he'd have probably been killed on the spot had he actually done that."
"Sounds like he was...I mean no offense...but you don't even approach the Emperor with a gun these days no matter what rank you have." Yukari noted.
"There's just one pesky issue...apparently my great grandfather received a letter of pardon written from the Emperor himself, and according to the modern royal family, it's authentic." Erika sighed, causing the other three girls to stop and stare at her in shock.
Hanoashi let out a quiet sigh. "You know, this is kinda nice."
"Yeah...imagine how this place will look when the cherry blossoms bloom," Takio smiled wistfully.
"Smells good too," Hanoashi agreed. "Smells like...Lilac."
"Um...that's that old lady's perfume your smelling," Ayumi chuckled, gazing at a lady walking her dog.
"Well...at least you didn't point..." Takio chuckled.
"Hey, I'm not that rude!" Ayumi protested.
"It's fine, Takio...drop it," Hanoashi muttered. "Still, it is a nice perfume. Maybe I'll wear it when I go on a date with Yukaro," she mused.
"You have a boyfriend...ah, your so lucky!" Ayumi gasped.
"I have a boyfriend, it's quite common," Takio shrugged.
"Party pooper," Ayumi sulked.
"Don't worry, you'll find a boyfriend soon," Asuza soothed.
"Thanks," Ayumi nodded.
Who wouldn't want Ayumi...I mean, she's pretty nice, really cute...Maus if I was a boy I'd probably consider asking her out. Though I also like Takio and Mika...Hm...now I'm wondering why Yukaro chose me over all other girls he could have chosen, Hanoashi mused.
"So any luck with love?" Ayumi asked her.
"Would be married to a Yukaro Akiyama if my mother didn't believe in the American age of consent," Hanoashi shrugged. "She said He and I could date and such, but no sleepovers or sex, which is fine. Soon as I turn eighteen though, I'm asking for a marriage license."
"Sounds like you've had incredible luck then. What Ring you getting?" Takio asked.
"Not getting one. Nothing wrong with a ring, but wearing one myself would drive me bat-crazy." Hanoashi muttered.
"Ah...I see. First time I've heard of a girl not wanting a ring, but guys often don't wear one. Ayumi shrugged"
"My mother is like that," Hoshino admitted.
"So...anyone else have any luck?" Ayumi asked, frowning when everyone else besides Takio and Hanoashi shook their heads. "Damn...you are lucky Blaze."
"'No cussing!" Hoshino hissed.
Ayumi just looked down and mutter what might have been an apology, her cheeks flush red at the scolding.
"Don't be too hard on yourself , sometimes I accidentally let a word out." Hanoashi patted Ayumi on the back.
"Thanks," Ayumi smiled.
"All the same though, we should avoid cussing like Hoshino-sempai said," Hanoashi admitted.
Miho slid into the water, sighing as the hot water began to sooth her skin. "Ah...this feels so good," she sighed in happiness.
'I know, right?" Alice smiled as she also slid into the bath. "Nothing beats a hot bath after school."
Hana sighed happily. "Feels as good as a flower arrangement smells," she smiled.
"Do you do flower arrangements?" Miho asked. "I've always wanted to try that!"
Hana nodded. "My families kinda famous for our flower arrangement...but I felt as though my arrangements were too tame, and needed more vigor. That's why I decided to start doing Sensado."
"Never heard of one doing Sensado to improve their flower arrangements, but they do say that inspiration comes from unlikely places," Alice mused.
"Why did you start doing Sensado?" Karina asked.
"Family business," Alice sighed. "Us Samadas are the top family when it comes to Sensado, so we're kinda expected to do Sensado, you know?"
"I see.." Karina mused. "I like a lot of tank movies, so that's why I joined. Miho, Saki, what about you?"
"Blaze and I always wanted to do Sensado together, so we decided to take it this year since our mother said it was okay. She...I kinda got into an incident in middle school, so mother forbid us from joining Sensado in the middle school league."
"Sorry to hear that. May I ask what kinda of incident?" Alice asked quietly.
"I kinda wondered out of town and got stuck in a barbed wire fence. Luckily my sister Blaze found me and saved my life, but I had to spend a month in the hospital and after that mother barred us from joining Sensado." Miho gazed down sadly. "She's right, I was too irresponsible for Sensado at that age..."
"You like Boko?" Alice asked out of the blue.
"Boko...I love Boko...wait...oh my gosh are you a Boko fan as well!?" Miho gasped, practically rushing to Alice's side and taking her hand.
"Yes...oh my gosh it's so nice to meet a fellow Boko fan!" Alice squealed, taking her other hand and holding Miho's. "What's your favorite episode?"
Episode three, season two, Attack of the Garrafuso's" Miho exclaimed. "I've only seen the first two seasons on VHS...so..."
"You have to come to my apartment and watch the whole series with me someday!" Alice exclaimed in glee."
Hanoashi watched as the teams of the Bis and Hetzer, lead by Erwin and Koume respectively, battled back and forth on the tennis court. Something about Koume strikes me as very familiar...I'll have to ask Yukaro if the Akaboshi are related to the Akiyamas in any way, she mused.
She wasn't too sure who to root for, or why even she was watching, somehow she had gotten separated from the Lee group and ran into the Bis and Hetzer crews, who invited her to hang out with them. Which in her mind was a better idea than wondering alone in the park. I just hope Miho didn't get lost like I did, she fretted.
No, I have to trust her. And do better on my end considering I'm the one who got lost from my group, she scolded herself.
"So...you like Volleyball?"
"Not really...I was wanting to stay to St. Gloriana, but apparently the snobs thought I wasn't elegant enough." A girl with brown hair braided in a ponytail huffed.
"Were you hoping to join the Tea Garden club?" Hanoashi asked. Might as well try and make conversation.
She nodded. "I wanted to be called Rukuriri, but sadly me and my friend didn't make it, so we where transferred here. Of course Rose wanted to be called Rosehip, and of course she finds this academy amazing, being the country bumpkin she is."
"I'm kinda from the country, well...more or less the suburbs a small town, but still...I think that I understand how Rose feels," Hanoashi admitted.
"I guess you and Rose have a different perspective than I do. What did you say your name was?"
"Hanoashi Katoni...but please, just call me Blaze," Hanoashi smiled.
"Lauren Kurata. It's nice to meet you Blaze," she smiled.
"Likewise Kurata-sempai." Hanoashi bowed gently.
"Please, just Lauren is fine," she waved. Turning back to the game she gazed at Koume. "That one's the one to ask if you have trouble."
"She is?" Hanoashi wondered as she followed Lauren's gaze.
"Yeah, she's always been the kind, motherly type." Lauren explained. "Always there to help, never one to get exasperated, according to her she transferred here to solely because she wanted to help those who are new to the sport...and because she didn't want to be a part of the snob-fest anymore. Maus, can't believe I wanted to join them."
"Is St. Gloriana that bad?" Hanoashi pondered.
"Kinda. You join as a first year and everyone starts out all nice and shit, but as you go on, you begin to realize that they're more interested in table manners than good Sensado. Not that their team is bad mind you, but it get's frustrating when you're good at Sensado and they refuse to take you on due to you not meeting their lofty standards. And mind you, they are lofty. Plus all the snacks they have you eat are not good on the diet."
"Diet? Psst! Please, at least you didn't attend while having SC Type 4 Diabetes," Hanoashi muttered.
"You diabetic?" Noriko asked, joining in.
Hanoashi shrugged. "Not in the traditional sense. You want the whole details or the child friendly version."
"Details girl," Noriko requested, with Laruen nodding while leaning forward in intrest.
"Well...long story short, for whatever reason, Maus knows why, my body doesn't digest sugar very efficiently. So if I consume too much, it builds up in my digestive tract. A little bit of build-up isn't too bad, just causing a bit of constipation. But too much and I have to get surgery to get the shit pulled out of my ass. So yeah...it's not exactly Diabetes in the traditional sense, but it's just as bad. Well, not as bad as SC type three Diabetes, but still."
"Yeah, you wouldn't last a minute at St. Gloriana," Lauren sighed. "Shame, you'd probably fit in."
Hanoashi shook her head. "Don't get me wrong, my table manners are decent. But all that dainty stuff is not for me."
"You said that SC Type three is worse...in what way?" Noriko asked.
"Well, SC Type one is fatal due to it being a body's total allergy to sugar of any type. Those which have that are usually still-born, or they have to be taken out due to dying before the due date. SC-type type two is a bit better, because while the body is still allergic to most sugars, it can be worked around using a special formula. Not the best life, but at least you get to live.
"And type three?" Laruen asked.
"Imagine someone having a peanut allergy eating a glob of peanut butter. Now imagine that's sugar." Hanoashi muttered.
"It's that bad?" Noriko gasped.
Hanoashi nodded. "They can somewhat eat sugar products in very...very small dosages, but anything sweet, high in sugar, or laced in sugar and they might as well put a lit touch in your mouth. Considering my condition is Type four and not the other types, I'm incredibly lucky."
"So...what exactly causes this stuff?" Noriko asked.
"We don't know. It's not hereditary thank Maus, considering I want to have kids, but still...other than that we don't know for sure what causes it, a mutation in genetics is the top suspect though.
"It seems as though everyone is getting along."
"Mhm,"
"What's wrong Hitomi?"
"It's...nothing." Hitomi gazed back at her husband, turning her attention away from the viewing tower.
"Okay...I know somethings wrong," He insisted.
Hitomi felt his arm wrap around her, the familiar struggle to embrace him or shove him away returning. Sighing, she returned the gesture. "It's us...I'm still not comfortable...you know...with our arranged marriage. I mean I want to be...but it's just us being forced into it, you know."
"Yeah...I mean I do like you and all...but there's a difference between true love and just liking someone."
"Mhh..." Hitomi glanced at him. "Maybe all we need to do is have sex."
"I beg your pardon?"
"As in tonight." Hitomi sighed. "Sorry, we've never gotten into bed before, so maybe if we did...it might spark a flame in us."
"I'm not divorcing if we have a kid," He warned.
"We couldn't divorce anyways," Hitomi sighed. "Not unless one of us got violent and neither of us are comfortable going to jail just to get away from each other."
"We said we'd try and make the best of things, remember?"
"I do Kumotron...it's harder than I imagine. Still, I meant what I said about sex."
Kumotron sighed. "If you're sure, but let me know if you change your mind."
"You two look lost," A third voice sounded behind them.
"Hey Rikona," Hitomi sighed, turning to face her sister and brother-in-law. "You look very happy."
Rikona smirked, holding up a medical device, causing Hitomi's eyes to widen. "Rikona...you're pregnant?"
Rikona nodded. "Yep! At least according to this thing. It could be a false positive, but..."
"False positive? Please, you've been puking all damn morning," Kazuma snorted.
"I was not that bad," Rikona huffed playfully. "Okay...I had morning sickness, so it's probably not a false positive, but still..."
"This is incredible!" Hitomi whispered, becoming very proud, and also quite envious of her sister at the moment. How can I have that with Kumotron? She mused wistfully.
"So we where wondering about names," Rikona asked. "We're thinking of Ruko is it's a boy and Riko if it's a girl. What do you think?"
Hitomi let out a hum. "Those are good names." She nodded after a bit of a thought.
"Sounds good to me," Kumotron gave a thumbs up.
Still...Rikona you're lucky...you and Kazuma love each other. Me and Kumotron...we don't have that kind of love. Maybe we could learn to love each other someday...but...
Blazepanzer again...and I kinda have a small announcement. From now on I'm going to post all of my chapter updates on the tenth of each month, and new Fanfictions will be posted on the fifteenth of each month. As to why...well...I kinda want to make my updates somewhat of a regular thing...so yeah...Just as a heads up. Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed the story so far!