Usaki and Fujimori sat down in Usaki's room to discuss the campaign.
"I don't want to do a campaign, it makes people seem desperate for votes, but Nathalie will make it so people don't like her by being pushy," Usaki exclaimed.
"You have a good point and I agree with your idea," Fujimori said in a sophisticated way. Fujimori took her campaign notes, crumpled them up, and threw it in the trash.
At that point Usaki remembered how hard Fujimori had been working on those notes. Usaki walked to the trash and picked up the notes.
"Maybe we can use some of your ideas." Not looking at the paper and handing it back to Fujimori.
"What's changing your mind?" Fujimori had an idea of what Usaki was thinking because of the kindness she has always shown.
Usaki scratched her head and shrugged. "It's nothing really. I mean if we don't do anything people will think that we don't care and don't want the position."
Fujimori smiled, she could tell Usaki was hiding the true meaning of wanting to do a campaign. "Whatever you want I will do," Fujimori said with a smile. Fujimori stood up and walked out of the room, but before she could Usaki grabbed her.
"Yuki-chan…. What's for dinner?" Usaki was holding her tummy and had a hungry look on her face.
Fujimori giggled. "I believe the Japanese special is Ramen."
After saying 'Ramen' Usaki ran out of the door. Fujimori gracefully followed her out the door.