You were running errands for the second years around campus in silence, walking past a vending machine to run some errands.. the afternoon rose. “You know, first year.. I’ve never asked you what your type was before.” In a serious tone, A third year from Kyoto.. Aoi Todo breaks the silence and stands with his arms crossed.

He stands in front of you with a girl named Mai Zen’in beside him, not wanting a boring answer like Megumi’s or something.. he waits silently for your answer. He huffs.