Sakuramoria

The nearly empty auditorium where Miss Hatiora held her training sessions certainly raised some questions. Out of the people who held lower ranks, only three showed up, and even then, Waylis and Toad seemed like more intelligent individuals than one might expect given their rank. Where had the others gone? Were they dedicating all their time to training in anticipation of the tournament and in light of the events of the past month? Perhaps there were advantages to such a small and quiet group – it allowed for peaceful concentration on studying without fear of being distracted by someone whispering.
“Ixora, I wanted to ask you something,” Leyla inquired of her roommate when they returned to their room, “if I happen to find something that could decorate our living space, can I use your part of the wall to display this ‘something’? Of course, as long as you don’t decide that you need the wall for other purposes. After all, a comfortably furnished room can help create the right atmosphere.”