Zenatori sits puzzled,

"I never smile?"

Akari says,

"Like to be honest, that's a pretty inhuman trait."

"I've just never really found anything that funny, and I'm just not really the smiling type. Just because it looks like I'm sad, I'm actually pretty happy on the inside, I just tend not to show it."

"Why is that?"

"I don't know. I honestly just don't smile that much."

"Interesting."

Akari gets up from the bed,

"Well, if you have any questions, ask away; otherwise, we can continue training."

"How are you so strong in the first place, even though you are a first-year student?"

Akari thinks for a few seconds,

"Well, due to my lineage and my family, I was trained the moment I hit puberty at 11, so I already have 5 years of experience."

"You're sixteen as well?"

"It seems I am."

"How old is Yachi?"

"Oh wow, you don't even know your friend's age?"

"I've just never asked."

"If you must know, she is fifteen. Are those all your questions?"

"You know, you don't smile very often either. I don't think I've seen you smile yet."

"I've just never found the reason to."

"I see."

Zenatori walks into Mashaka's classroom and takes his seat. He begins thinking to himself,

He looks over and sees Yachi and Akari. Yachi says,

"Hey, Sakatoro-kun!"

Suddenly, Akari stops and says,

"S-Sakatoro..? You call him by his given name?"

Yachi looks back with a smile,

"Akari-chan, is that a problem?"

"No..."

Zenatori thinks,

"Girls, girls, calm down. Don't fight over me now."

Yachi and Akari stare at Zenatori in disgust.

"What?" said Akari.

"Heh..."

Zenatori instantly thought,

Zenatori stammers his speech,

"W-Well, uh- so guys-"

Yachi and Akari both slowly walk to their seat as they stare at Zenatori with a face of repulsion.

"Akari-chan, I think I might throw up."

"Yeah, me too."