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		<title>Enn are: Created page with &quot;==Little Horrors I==  Are you afraid of ghosts, Nana-chan?    Despite being pressured into accepting by those words, she was still reluctant to proceed after all.  &quot;Hah.&quot;  Aft...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;==Little Horrors I==  Are you afraid of ghosts, Nana-chan?    Despite being pressured into accepting by those words, she was still reluctant to proceed after all.  &amp;quot;Hah.&amp;quot;  Aft...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;==Little Horrors I==&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you afraid of ghosts, Nana-chan?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite being pressured into accepting by those words, she was still reluctant to proceed after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After walking a short distance along the corridor, and confirming that she was out of sight of the third-year chrysanthemum classroom, Arima Nana let out a long sigh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was after school one day, as April was drawing to a close.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The hierarchical relationship between seniors and juniors in the high-school division of Lillian Girls Academy was rigid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She was nervous just being around a student one grade above her, but this came from a third-year, two grades above. For a first-year that had just entered into high-school, the option to refuse an order from a senior in her sports club didn&amp;#039;t really exist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
However, she had undertaken this endeavor, and she agreed with it, even if not 100%. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Besides.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sure, she was troubled by ghosts. Yes, nodding, she hastened her heavy steps. The opponent she was about to face was difficult, but she wasn&amp;#039;t going to lose. They may be two grades above her, a senior in her sports club, and her onee-sama, but if she believed in what was right then she should steadfastly report to her superior.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But whether or not her opponent would meekly accept her reasonable argument was another question.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Now then, how should I persuade her, I wonder?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Leaving the school building and arriving at the entrance to the building called the Rose Mansion, Nana let out a sigh with a slightly different nuance to her earlier one.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why? Because Shimazu Yoshino was not someone who could be dealt with by ordinary means.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Huh? She&amp;#039;s not here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana had rushed up the stairs (blame that on her battle-ready disposition) only to have her hopes of success crushed. Because Rosa Gigantea en bouton, Nijou Noriko-sama, had just come out of the second-floor room and informed her that the person she sought wasn&amp;#039;t there. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… Umm. Rosa Foetida is not currently present …&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana repeated the words that she&amp;#039;d just heard from Noriko-sama. It wasn&amp;#039;t that she couldn&amp;#039;t understand the words, or doubted them, but she hadn&amp;#039;t even considered that possibility so it would take her some time to accept the facts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noriko-sama leaned against the so-called &amp;quot;biscuit door&amp;quot; and nodded, as though to indicate there was no doubt about it. &amp;quot;Rosa Foetida&amp;quot; was the name that Nana&amp;#039;s onee-sama, Yoshino-sama, was known by as part of the student council. So, basically, she was saying that &amp;quot;Yoshino-sama is not currently present.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s the matter, Nana-chan? Were you looking for Rosa Foetida? I thought you had club activities today, or did you come here because they&amp;#039;re over?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noriko-sama fired a barrage of questions at her. Nana was Rosa Foetida en bouton, so had equal standing with Noriko-sama, but Noriko-sama was one year her senior and seemed to be concerned for the young newcomer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Club activities aren&amp;#039;t over yet.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the time being, Nana answered only the last question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;They&amp;#039;re not over? Then is it alright to be skipping out on them.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since she&amp;#039;d only just joined. Her concern was perfectly understandable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not like that. One of the third-years told me to fetch my onee-sama.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Wait a minute. I thought I heard that today&amp;#039;s club activities were just for the new members?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Based on the current situation, it looked like Yoshino-sama had told the rest of the group something like, &amp;quot;Today&amp;#039;s club activities are only for the new members, so I don&amp;#039;t have to go since I&amp;#039;m a third-year.&amp;quot; Which meant her failure to show up for club activities wasn&amp;#039;t the result of some unfortunate accident, but a premeditated attack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Really, just what was she thinking? Nana sighed softly. Astounded by her own onee-sama. Completely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What&amp;#039;s going on?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rosa Gigantea, Toudou Shimako-sama, said as she opened the biscuit door and stepped out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Onee-sama. Nana-chan came to see Rosa Foetida.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noriko-sama turned to face Shimako-sama.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh my.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shimako-sama muttered softly. As befitting the title, she was pretty and impeccable. Nana had heard that at some point someone had labeled the White Rose soeurs as a &amp;quot;Western doll and Japanese doll,&amp;quot; and when they were alongside each other the contrast really was beautiful. But today the impression was a little bit different to usual. – Thinking about it, it was because her long, wavy hair was bound up by a single hair tie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you&amp;#039;re after Yoshino-san, she&amp;#039;s not here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shimako-sama smiled, like a flower blossoming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s … what I was told.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For a moment, Nana had the illusion she could actually smell flowers – the real deal truly was something else. Well, that wasn&amp;#039;t to say that Yoshino-sama was a fake Yellow Rose. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Then what about Rosa Chinensis?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana pulled herself together and changed her line of questioning.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yumi-san?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Rosa Chinensis is in the same class as my onee-sama, so she might know something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yoshino-sama might have said there was some place she was going to visit before heading to the Rose Mansion after school. Or that, this week, she&amp;#039;d been assigned an area that took an incredibly long time to clean. A small hint could help Nana work out where Yoshino-sama was right now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s … &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Instead, the White Rose soeurs looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Image:MM_v34_011.png|thumb]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Rosa Chinensis isn&amp;#039;t here either.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Again, this was something she wasn&amp;#039;t expecting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rosa Chinensis, Fukuzawa Yumi, wasn&amp;#039;t a member of any sports clubs, nor was she on any school committees. She and Noriko-sama were the two people most likely to be at the Rose Mansion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;We were just saying how late they were, right Noriko?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Had something happened to the third-year pine class? If she was with Yumi, then that cast doubt on Nana&amp;#039;s earlier theory about Yoshino-sama intentionally ditching club activities. Perhaps she really had meant to attend, but some circumstances prevented her from doing so. Although Nana couldn&amp;#039;t even begin to guess what those circumstances could be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Say, Nana-chan, why don&amp;#039;t we both go and take a look at the third-year classrooms?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noriko-sama suggested.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That sounds good. Why don&amp;#039;t you two do that? I&amp;#039;ll wait here and if Yoshino-san arrives, I&amp;#039;ll detain her until you get back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shimako-sama chimed in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As for Nana, even though she thought she should be able to go to the third-years&amp;#039; classrooms and return all on her own, she didn&amp;#039;t have a reason to refuse, so she bowed her head and said, &amp;quot;Thank-you for your help.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take care.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shimako-sama waved from in front of the biscuit door, watching as the two boutons descended the staircase.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Did my onee-sama tell you that today&amp;#039;s club activities were only for first-years?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana asked Noriko-sama&amp;#039;s back as they descended the staircase. It was hard to hear over the creaking of the wooden staircase as it carried both their weights, but the answer she got was a vague sounding, &amp;quot;Huh, ah, I think so.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;When was it that she told you this?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana asked again once they&amp;#039;d reached the ground floor, wanting to get a proper answer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;When? … I&amp;#039;m not sure. At lunch perhaps?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noriko-sama stopped walking and tilted her head, somewhat lacking in confidence.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;At lunch?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana tilted her head too. Perhaps realizing the doubtful expression on her face, Noriko-sama promptly withdrew her earlier statement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, we didn&amp;#039;t come to the Rose Mansion for lunch today, so it couldn&amp;#039;t have been then. Maybe yesterday at lunch … &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yesterday was Sunday.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana wanted to quip, &amp;quot;How much do you like school that you&amp;#039;re coming in on your weekends?&amp;quot; But she was talking to a senior so she refrained for now. Assuming it was true, for arguments sake, she could always say that you can still have lunch without having classes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… You&amp;#039;re right. Then maybe it was this morning. I can&amp;#039;t really remember. Sorry, now I&amp;#039;m starting to doubt whether or not it actually happened. Maybe I misunderstood what Rosa Foetida was saying.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scratching her medium-length bob-cut hair, Noriko-sama turned towards the Rose Mansion entry way and started walking again. Nana followed after her, and asked:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Are you, perhaps, covering for my onee-sama?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Not at all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her hand resting on the door knob, Noriko-sama answered that question alone definitively. Indeed, Noriko-sama had no reason to align herself with Yoshino-sama.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Anyway, why are you so fixated on when it happened, Nana-chan?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Opening the door and stepping outside, the little wind that there was felt good against the cheeks and hands, or the calves – which was to say, any exposed skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why indeed?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that single sentence filling the air as they closed the short distance from the Rose Mansion to the school building, Nana examined the contents of her own heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;When I last talked to my onee-sama, we&amp;#039;d discussed club activities and, at that time, she said something that led me to believe she&amp;#039;d be attending. So I was wondering whether she was planning on skipping it all along, or if something had come up after our conversation to make her change her mind.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You mean you&amp;#039;d be annoyed at her if you found out she&amp;#039;d tricked you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noriko-sama asked as they walked along the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not sure. Right from the start, I knew she was that type of person.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What type of person?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;A bit of a liar.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she heard these words, Noriko-sama got a startled look on her face. She probably couldn&amp;#039;t believe that someone would describe their own onee-sama as a &amp;quot;liar.&amp;quot; At the kendo tournament in autumn of last year, when Nana was still in middle-school, she&amp;#039;d been an accomplice in one of Yoshino-sama&amp;#039;s lies during their very first meeting. Although that lie had ultimately come true when they became soeurs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Basically, I don&amp;#039;t think it&amp;#039;s very amusing if my onee-sama is off doing something fun without telling me about it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;… That&amp;#039;s incredibly possessive, isn&amp;#039;t it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s not like that though.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana wanted to explain that they were two grades apart, so it was only natural that there were differences in what they could and couldn&amp;#039;t do. She&amp;#039;d given up on the impossible right from the start. But they were both members of the kendo club, so they should both attend club activities – therefore skipping out and keeping that a secret from your petite soeur was a bit different. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So what Nana most wanted was to find Yoshino-sama in the third-year pine classroom, detained by some urgent business that she absolutely could not have avoided.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She&amp;#039;s scheming something.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Like what?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana didn&amp;#039;t know, but she could smell it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you don&amp;#039;t know, you shouldn&amp;#039;t be overly suspicious. You can resolve it directly when you meet her. Anyway, why don&amp;#039;t we talk about something more cheery?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So sayeth Noriko-sama. Calling suspicion a negative trait.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Even so,  I don&amp;#039;t think that grinning is really necessary.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Understood. Then how about we have a cliched, banal and inoffensive conversation?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nana started to say, &amp;quot;Like what?&amp;quot; but got cut off by Noriko-sama.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, ahh, let&amp;#039;s see. Have you got used to high-school yet?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
– That really was an incredibly banal topic.&lt;br /&gt;
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