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GARDENING ROOM
"Oh, you're approaching me?" Toru said softly as he heard his name be called out. He continued to tend to his flowers as Arata gave his offer for the trade of plants.
"Hmm." Toru rose up, rubbing off some of the soil that clung to his knees. As he stood to his full length, the two of them once again confirmed that the nickname of a looming tree was quite apt for Toru. Looming was very much his natural state of being, a friendly seemingly benign type of looming. But Looming like a eighteenth century textile factory nevertheless.
"I am pleased with the gathering to see me, my fellow students. Social bonding is a key factor of the development of young minds. Coming without senior members on the first day shows bravery and trust!" As Toru nodded to himself in agreeance. Arata and Umeko sneaked a glance back to the entrance. Indeed, Jing was nowhere to be seen. Where he had gone off to was quite the mystery.
"There are two torns on the rose you offer me, however." Toru frowned slightly, as if the fact that he had to bring this up was a great displeasure. "First off. My plants are an extension of myself. Where these plants go the gardening club soul is brought. As you two may have now paid attention to, I do not see the Writing Club attentive or dedicated enough for the care of my plants" Toru sighed again, it hurt him to speak badly of things.
"And second." Toru reached down to pick up a fallen petal on the ground. "Your offer for help is appreciated, but perhaps empty." He held his hand out. "Your club is wilted, dried and cracked from a lack of care." He closed his palm, crushing the petal. "My dear Arata and darling Umeko. Just your potential 'assistance' is not enough."
"But all is not lost. Terms can be agreed. But only over Tea, as all things should. Come, it'd be rude to leave my first guest waiting too long. Come."
First guest?
Toru led them through arches of ivy and flowers. Deeper into the 'room' of the Gardening club. An seemingly endless swaths of colour and earthy smells. There was still something that was bugging the two about the room however. Something still didn't sit right.
Soon they came upon a table in the middle of a patch of...well, the two could only describe it as wry weeds. Overgrown patches of grass met with many undescrible meshes of common garden pests that most would try to take out by the root. It gave a different lool compared to the rest of the clubroom. More wild and unkempt.
Sitting at the table already, was a girl with long blonde hair. A teaset in front of her. Her eyes closed, an aura of social purity surrounding her. Of course, Umeko knew this person as Lily Kör, Head of the Tea Club. What she was doing here alone escaped her. But her being around usually wasn't good news for other socialites. Those caught unaware tended to be trapped by her schemes and 'fun' social plays'. If there were social butterflies then she was a ....social...spider? Whatever the hell ate butterflies. Umeko had not joined the entomology club for a reason afterall. Lily did not seemed suprised by their entrance. Afterall, it was widely known that her lack of sight had given her supernatural hearing. As all blind people had.
"Now." Toru sat down, gesturing to the free seats available around the table. "How can Arata Doi and Umeko Hayata convince me to help?"
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