During the night at the Leaders Camp, a camping where representatives from each class would participate, Touma awoke with a slight hunger. He reached for his backpack, retrieved an energy bar, and unwrapped it.

Peering out from the opening of his tent, he noticed a figure standing by the horizon, appearing inadequately dressed in the chilly dawn. Touma took one of his hoodies and his scarf.

“You’re going to catch a cold” he said, wrapping both of them around the shivering individual.