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"I was just suggesting that you met someone who looked like me, and that you might have mistaken me for that person!" Mayu said, voice raising in volume slightly. "It's possible. And if it really was me that you met, I was simply stating my point that I don't remember a thing about the meeting!"

Turning to Verde and the other girls, Mayu waited for a point to jump into the conversation. She was getting a bit tired of defending her case at that point, and she wasn't quite feeling like arguing at the moment.

"What're you talking about?" she asked, peering over Verde's shoulder curiously.

Allowing a smile, Verde nodded in response to Ying's playful teasing. It was true, she had to admit.

"I'm more fond of nonfiction than fiction, I suppose," she replied, after thinking over the question a bit. "It's more.. fun, I guess, to learn about actual things than to read some made-up fairy tale."

"" Miroku said, elbowing Kuro sharply. Thinning his eyes at Xue, the man opened his mouth to protest against being called strange.. and was quickly muffled by the other ghost.

"" he flailed, attempting to pull Kuro's hand off of his mouth so he could get a word in. The other held fast, chuckling nervously at Xue as he tried to calm his rambunctuous friend.

"Hello," Kuro said slowly, voice thick with a Japanese accent. "I'm Kuro, and this is Miroku." He pointed to himself, and then the struggling man besides him, whose mouth he was still muffling with one hand. "Nice to meet... Xue?" he tried, though the words which came from his mouth were nearly incomprehensible to a native English-speaker. Oh, how he wished he had taken the offer of learning to speak English sometimes! It wasn't much help if one was able to understand the spoken words, but not to speak them himself.

The sound of boots echoing on linoleum tile brought the chattering of the room to a stop, all eyes turning to the teacher of the class, whom had just returned from a small bathroom break.

"Erm, yes," the middle-aged woman started, clearing her throat as she made her way over to the easel which was set up at the head of the class, "please continue whatever project you were working on before I had to leave the room." With a meandering gaze over the class, though still not noticing the four girls whom were seated right in front of her eyes, the teacher gave a contented nod and began her slow walk around the classroom in search of kids in need of help.

Mayu, noticing the arrival of the teacher, looked up and gave a polite grin before looking back to the others for a point where she could jump in the conversation. She contented herself by propping her arms on Verde's head, leaning her head down on the Jumi's green mass of curly hair.

Verde wrinkled her nose at the sudden weight on her cranium, though a calm expression remained on her face.

"Well, there are real princes and princesses in Gaia, and definately dragons. You just have to know what to look for in nonfiction. You know, a lot of people say that truth can be stranger than fiction." She gave a quaint smile to Ying and Yeine both, eyes moving to observe the teacher as she walked around the room.

Verde shrugged, not caring to debate over something as trivial as this. She wasn't really one for arguments anyway, likely to sway to simply quiet down after she had decided how useless it was to try and change someone's opinion.

"So... what titles do you like?" she asked, not caring to watch the teacher any longer. It was obvious that the lady hadn't noticed them yet in the few minutes that she had been in the room.

Mayu really did not have anything to add to the conversation, so instead she amused herself with fluffing up and smoothing down Verde's hair. This kept her busy for a few moments before she turned her attention to everyone else on the room, watching the kids paint and mold statues out of clay happily. She grumbled quietly, getting bored at having nothing to do.

Maybe they would just have to find their own supplies, if the teacher wasn't going to pay attention to them. This was almost worse than the martial arts class!

The kids sitting at said table gave a cry as they felt the table being inched away from them, their art supplies on it. They first tugged back, then decided to just move their stools where the table went. It was much easier, and they could save their strength for more important things... like sculpting a tower, for example.

"I was just thinking that we could go sit at a table instead..." Mayu mumbled, slightly surprised at Ying's way of reasoning. She gave a slight shrug, hopping off of her stool and carrying it over to where Ying had brought the table, to save the girl some trouble. She picked out a nice shade of pink from the colored papers in the stack, snipping at it thoughtfully with a pair of scissors until she ended up with some form of lopsided flower.

Verde followed Mayu's example, carrying her stool over and placing it next to where her sister was seated. She watched the other children work on their art projects thoughtfully, not caring to make one herself --- she didn't consider herself much of an artist, and she wanted to watch the others for a little while before even attempting to make her own piece.

The teacher hadn't noticed a thing, busy helping fix up a child's painting over at the other end of the room. She had taken the shouts of surprise as shouts of glee instead, and smiled to herself quietly as she continued to focus her attention on the canvas in front of her.

"I don't think I'm that good at paper cutting," Mayu frowned, holding up her paper flower and looking it over. The petals were all at different lengths and had some kind of flaw in each --- one was too sharp, another too round, and one just looked plain like a rectangle. "Maybe I should try drawing something instead..."

She looked around the table for a pencil or a crayon of some kind, grabbing another piece of paper off of the stack.

Verde took a piece of paper from the stack as well, snipping large sections out of it until she had gotten a nice square. She folded the paper once, twice, and three times, continuing to crease it until she had gotten a paper crane. She had read a book on origami once, and was testing her memory to see if she had remembered the patterns. Taking the small strips of paper, she cut squares out of those as well, folding each of them to become tiny cranes that surrounded the large one she had made earlier.

Noticing Karan's hand, the teacher shoved her hands in her pockets and nodded, shuffling over slowly.

"What's the problem here?" she asked, looking up for a moment to survey the room before looking back down at the boy.

Mayu had already found herself a box of crayons, and was scribbling on her paper quite happily with no color sense whatsoever. Lots and lots of pretty flowers went on one side of the picture, while a slightly disfigured drawing of herself and her family members went on the other side.

She looked up at Yeine, and then back down at the flower, frowning as she looked at it once more.

"If you want, you can keep it?" she said, tilting her head slightly to get another view of it. "I think it looks like a mess. Your snowflake looks really nice, though..."

Verde finished off her final crane, putting them to one side in an arrangement before starting on another sheet of paper, this time trying a more difficult pattern.

"I like your snowflake, too. It looks really... nice," she said, not able to think of a better word, looking up at Ying in mid-fold.

The teacher nodded as she listened to Karan, looking over to the girls with a thoughtful gaze.

"Well, they paid for classes here at the center, and if they were bored enough with the ones they were taking elsewhere, then I think it would be okay to let them transfer... for today?"

She mumbled to herself a bit, biting her lip as she thought over the situation once more. Then again, she didn't want to cause an uproar with whatever teacher they had about "stealing their students"...

"Flowers and hearts," Mayu nodded, "and bunnies!"

She examined her drawing for a moment before folding it into quarters, tucking it into her sleeve. She took another piece of paper, selecting some suitable crayons out of the box she had found.

"I'll draw the four of us," she declared, a proud look on her face.

"It's... fun, I guess," Verde replied in her whisper of a voice, eyes focused on her rapidly moving hands. She had almost completed a large butterfly, finishing up the last few folds before setting it upon the table and repeating her motions with a smaller square of paper.

"What are you making?" the Jumi looked up, glancing over to Yeine's section of the table before looking back down at the paper in her hands.

The argument had attracted a few eyes at Karan's outburst, the teacher holding up her hands to signify that everything was fine. As the kids went back to work, the woman looked back down at the boy, trying to figure out a proper solution to this problem. No matter how hard she tried, there would always end up with a kid screaming over something.

"How about this?" she proposed, tapping her chin with one finger in thought. "I'll wait to watch those girls, and if they cause any disturbances, I'll take them back to the class they came from. Is that okay?"