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"Not enough!" Andou shouted, counting the holes left in the target shields. "Not by a looong shot."

"Sorry Andou! We work as fast as we can!" Nene responded to her, sticking her head out of cuppola and shouting into the distance.

"Then at least work better!"

"Do you see this Dornier?" Maken asked, as they looked at the training grounds from a distance.

"Yeah, and it creeps me out." Dornier responded. "I thought we already told her to take things calmly."

"I guess having to fight Bonple next isn't exacly a positive factor." Caudillo narrowed his eyes. "Especially since Jajka isn't joining."

"She doesn't feel like fighting her old school, huh?"

"Exacly. For Andou it at least became a sort of motivation booster. But then again, all people are different."

"Wise words of a wase man..."

"Shut up, I'm still just a second-year!"

"Now, I can say about the next procedure..." Rosehip smiled, dragging Leon behind himself. "Is that it will be excruciating!"

"And what do you mean by that?" Leon asked her, before looking back at the building belonging to Argentinian clan. "Why do we go into this beef mine?"

"For a sake of getting their Nahuels to the match. We need big guns now." She responded, walking up to the door and pressing the ringbell button on the right of the steel entreance doors.

"... Oh right, they have an opposition to Andou." Leon nodded. "Still, should we really take them of all people?"

"Of course not!" Rosehip exclaimed, turning around and booping his nose. "But hey, somebody has to."

"Back off, Fed." An angry tone from the other side 'greeted' her.

"Fine." Rosehip nodded, taking a single step back. "Is that OK?"

"Yup. Now reason for coming, please." The voice continued, revealing itself to be a more feminine than masculine.

"Convincing you to send your Sensha-do team to our school's next match."

"... Whatever. Come in you two." The voice let out a small sigh before the doors opened automatically, allowing two visitors to enter.

"Gotierrez is in the games room. Two second-years decided to play cards with him."

"Good, off we go then." Leon commented, taking the lead with Rosehip following shortly after.

"Fuck you, smooth brain!" A loud shout sounded from the end of the corridoor.

"Yup, that's him." Leon commented, as they walked forward and passed two other boys who were preoccupied with discussion about where they could buy the best alcohole within their freshly cut budget.

"Come in, weed smokers." Gotierrez said, making Rosehip stop dead in his tracks. "I was expecting you at this very moment."

"Cool with us, yerba." Leon retored with ironic accent, giving Rosehip a forceful push to not have her back away from the meeting.

"Fair with names then." Gotierrez shrugged his arms, flicking a golden coin between his fingers. "Go on." He added as the two took the seats on their side of the table in front of him.

"We need you guys to join us in a next match against Bonple." Leon explained, making him rise an eyebrow.

"More than Andou in command?" He responded, grabbing a Chug Jug from the side.

"... Equally as much." Leon responded after a while of silent thinking while Rosehip passively watched them talk.

"Then let me flip a coin to decide, heads or tails?" Argentinian clan leader asked, showing him a sizeable coin with a face of unknown to Leon and spanish text on the head side while drinking his Chug Jug.

"This isn't a game, Gotierrez."

"But Sensha-do is."

"It's a martial art."

"That now definitely has become another bland and overcommercialized sport for rich shitlings. Anyway, keep my people out of this."

"Maken's orders." Leon narrowed his eyes.

"Or so you say." Gotierrez responded, taking his coin back into the pocket while resting his left elbow on the desk. "I know for a damn fact that incompetent fools like you driven him into simping for Andou. It was her order in his name, not the other way around."

"It'd doesn't change anything."

"Exacly, so don't waste my time and piss off already."

"Wait, I just realised something..." Rosehip spoke up, while Leon just silently stood up. from the chair.

"You still want to talk?" Gotierrez asked her suprsied. "If you have more... Practical topic, then fine by me."

"Whatever, I'm leaving." Leon said shortly, walking out of the room and closing the old wooden doors with creaky sounds going from it's frames.

"Okay then." Rosehip said, taking a deep breath. "Why do you hate on Andou so much?"

"First person to ever ask me that, I knew my gust were right." Gotierrez chuckled, almost sounding as if he had an asthma attack. "But to answer your question, she represents and inpersonates everything I hate about current changes in our school."

"Which is?"

"Right, you are a transfer student that came after her." Argentinian clan leader nodded, rubbing his chin aggresively. "To put it shortly: Lack of self-accountability, collapse of general authority, uncontrolable inner squabbles, tunnelvision, unexperience and worst of all active disregard of our Sensha-do traditions with right to self-commandance on the top." He counted, making a very salty facial grimace.

"Do you have time to go over these points?" Rosehip asked him, almost making the boy fall off his chair.

"Excuse me?"

"You know... How do I put it..." She muttered, trying to find a right word. "I actually believe in talking to others about their problems..."

"Talking to other about their problems..." Gotierrez repeated, blandly starring behind himself at the highly hanged portrait of Maken back when he was in a first class. That is, the one with not fully healed burns that still covered his face and whatever else the portrait didn't show directly. "Hey, guys! Girls! Whatever else! Come over her and bring some yerba!" He shouted to others in the more distant places of the room, making an entire horde of his clanmates go all over the place as the table quickly turned into a meeting place many goverments wouldn't look down upon.

"Hah?" Rosehip gasped, suprised at the turn of events.

"You know, a bro who gives a shit about others is a real bro." Gotierrez smiled to her, sounding way more positive. "Now, I hope you have a lot of time."

"Of course I have! Leon needs to cool down anyway." Rosehip smiled, feeling a cold shiver down her spine.

"I can see that Lady Darjeeling gave you some of her gifts." Gaster spoke to her, comfourtably standing behind her in his fully invisible form.

"I know." Rosehip thought. "And I still hold it dearly within my heart."

"Any ideas on what do we do next?" Jajka asked, looking around the empty storage room as she forced Eclair on a walk with her.

"Oui, she just does what I did not so long ago." The latter pouted, almost leaning in Jajka's shoulder.

"Now, now. Let's not get too hasty." Jajka said, grabbing her by the arms and the picking up to end by resting her on her shoulder. "Your body wasn't made to survive her new training regime, was it?"

"I think not... Can you carry me back to my dorm, please?"

"If you want..."