At the very least Ikusaba had some respect for Kirigiri’s skills and talents but she was also a little jealous of the detective for various reasons. The soldier hated being away from Junko but this situation was one that she couldn’t avoid given that the teacher had chosen her partner.
“I’m too familiar with the military of America for it to be chosen. The same can be said of many other countries.” Ikusaba hadn’t even picked up her book to browse through as her lack of interest in the project was palpable. “Any modern nation with a decent military is a no-go…”
A small spark of interest flickered in her eyes as she thought of something new. “No modern nation… would it be okay to do it on an ancient one? I know very little of their military and tactics.” Obviously the only thing she was interested in was warfare.
It was all too obvious that Ikusaba was the tiniest bit out of her element. The comfort zone, or ‘safety net’ everyone had known for the soldier was having her sister nearby, which is probably one of the many reasons everyone had been assigned partners. Others included a certain luckster who had the tendency to flock to (or be flocked to) by a certain idol, as well as all the other cliques that inside this friendly classroom, existed.
❝ Technically speaking, New Zealand doesn’t have a military and is a modern nation. They’re also very closely related to Australia, though, who looks after them. ❞
Ah-- A spark of I N T E R E S T . Though Ikusaba-san was still speaking about military tactics, (which looked like it’d be the basis of this assignment at this point), Kyouko couldn’t ignore the obvious light up of the other’s eyes. If they did something Ikusaba-san was actually interested in, perhaps she would be more comfortable in this assigned pair.
❝ To my knowledge, we weren’t restricted to modern civilisations. It was a task to present knowledge on another culture, which in the right context, could definitely be any ancient civilsation. Did you have one in mind? ❞
Kyouko hadn’t seen many ancient ones in the book they had. Adjusting her gloves, she rests her head on her hands, attentively ready to listen. Kyouko could adapt to whatever civilsation’s culture Ikusaba-san tried to throw at her, not too worried about it in the slightest.
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