[It'd been a long few years- made even longer with fending off the semi-regular invasion of evil magical aliens- but all the girls have managed to graduate their last year of college, and were celebrating by heading out to a nice club, complete with a dance floor and a live DJ. As Makoto sipped on her hibiscus margarita, she eyed the dance floor... and the gorgeous people around it, especially the men.
A few years to dull the awkwardness of adolescence and her rejection by Nichougi-sempai and to spend with an amazing support structure like the girls have helped with her old insecurities, but sometimes they still lingered, and not being able to date much in between college courses and saving the world hasn't exactly improved her love life. (Not to mention more than a few close calls with handsome men only using her to further some evil plot.) The idea of just going up to a random guy and asking for a dance was still nerve-wracking, but... at least she felt plenty confident dancing on her own these days. And who knows, maybe she'd be lucky to catch someone's eye, especially in her new dress.
So after one more sip of her drink, she tells the girls she's going to hit the dance floor, and just in time for a bouncy number, just lively enough for her to warm up.
But... as she's dancing, something catches her eye on the outskirts of the room. Not just that one of the people involved is a GORGEOUS man, but... something doesn't seem right...]
All the Numbers We Want!
A few years to dull the awkwardness of adolescence and her rejection by Nichougi-sempai and to spend with an amazing support structure like the girls have helped with her old insecurities, but sometimes they still lingered, and not being able to date much in between college courses and saving the world hasn't exactly improved her love life. (Not to mention more than a few close calls with handsome men only using her to further some evil plot.) The idea of just going up to a random guy and asking for a dance was still nerve-wracking, but... at least she felt plenty confident dancing on her own these days. And who knows, maybe she'd be lucky to catch someone's eye, especially in her new dress.
So after one more sip of her drink, she tells the girls she's going to hit the dance floor, and just in time for a bouncy number, just lively enough for her to warm up.
But... as she's dancing, something catches her eye on the outskirts of the room. Not just that one of the people involved is a GORGEOUS man, but... something doesn't seem right...]