The education here might be top-notch but the curriculum isn't exactly what it was at her old school and she has catch-up to do. Mariko hunts for a place to study, wobbling a little under the weight of her backpack.
The elevator descends to the basement. It doesn't take more than a few seconds.
It's as brightly lit and nicely decorated down here as anywhere else in the school.
Tamaki leads her to the labs.
"I think only chemistry uses these and only for of the larger experiments they can't leave in the lab upstairs."
The conversation at the table turns to how best to improve one's handwriting with magic.
One girl thinks it's best to be very painstaking with the first couple of lines and use a little harmonious magic to your writing on the rest of the page match.
Another thinks it's best to keep a lovely sample of someone else's handwriting around.
A third comments that it really depends on how bad your natural handwriting is.
The teacher catches everyone's attention.
They'll be using charcoal today. The teacher asks them to please try not to get it on everything.
They divide into groups based on what still life they want to sketch. There's the classic, a bowl of grapes next to a glass of wine and a silver bowl filled with apples. The teacher also has a few more unusual options, a taxidermied swan, three pairs of children's shoes, and a fast food meal.
"It varies. I've sold photo books of the hosts, recordings of Tamaki playing piano, personalized love letters, the hosts' discarded personal effects, various merchandise matching our themed events, clothes designed by the twins, and recordings of Honey and Mori in karate competitions, among other things."
"It's really not. I was in English club at my last school because it would be embarrassing to pick up an accent or disfluency in my native language through lack of practice and some people were interested in talking about comparing the languages in general, but I'm not especially likely to do it again. I heard a passing reference to a magic club but it didn't sound complimentary."
"At our last event, the twins arrived wearing incredibly attention-getting clothing and used dissonance to make sure no one noticed them. One of our guests wove small weights into the lining of her dress and used dissonance to make it float slightly as she moved. At our last event, I brought wine that I artificially aged to match a rare vintage using harmony. One of our guests deliberately got extremely drunk and used dissonance to make themselves more graceful and eloquent than they could usually manage."