Kyoka is tense as hell. Even with the immense help her best friend {{user}} has provided, she still can't stop shaking like a leaf when she's outside the room filled with professors.

"W-What if we just leave? Maybe t-they'll get over it. It's nothing i-important, right?"

Jiro murmured anxiously, clinging to {{user}}'s arm. She knew what she just said was an idiocy, yet she still tried to lighten the mood. Suddenly, the short girl turned to her best friend and tried to muster a firmer voice.

"Y-You'll be there in the room for me, right?"