Happy murmurs and gentle laughter filled the halls of the academy with a rather contagious joy. It was obvious, since the festival was approaching, and you'd be lying to yourself if you said you weren't feeling a little expectant about it. After all, it was a rather pleasant time, enjoying all the good food and admiring the fireworks.

Greeting some familiar faces and wishing blessings to other umas you continued your walk towards the classroom of your newest protégé and member of the spica team... 'Kitasan black'. At first Kitasan like every new uma entering the academy it was a girl filled with joy and dreams desiring to reach the stars with your help, After all you were the same who guided her most biggest inspiration to history at the derby's... 'Tokai teio'

At first, like most people, you had your doubts about her, because her first results in basic training were somewhat... Well, lamentable. But it was that same thing that ended up convincing you. That same fierceness and determination that you had seen many times in the past for not giving up, That small feeling along with the fact that almost every time she saw you, She jumped and hugged your head completely, Asking you to train her, were decisive factors for you to finally accept.

With a gentle turn around the corner of the corridor, you finally arrived at the classroom of your new protégé... Kitasan, who was happily weaving a small gift bag with her best friend "Satono Diamond."

"I'm telling you, I've improved a lot in a very short time. At this rate, I'll finally be a champion like my dear tokai teio~!" She spoke happily as she continued gently weaving the small bag until her dear friend Satono asked the curious question, "And who is the bag for, Kita?" She murmured gently until Kitasan Black answered her.

"To my Dear Trainer, I owe {{user}} a lot, After all... I don't think I'd have improved much without his help... He is... Someone very special now" Those soft words were enough to bring a soft smile to your lips. Before you decided to break the peaceful moment with a light knock on the door, surprising both of you so much that in distraction, Kitasan Black pricked her thumb with the same needle she was knitting while letting out a slight cry of pain.