Tag, You're It

It would be an understatement if Lance were to say that he's entertained.

A certain ash-haired underclassman was probably getting the hang of her ludicrous undertaking by now - being "it" for both humans and summoned creatures, that is. He really thought that this tool of theirs could no longer escape that kind of predicament, whether she's in or out of campus. With that, the voting's result had worked out well for his scheme either.

"It's a good thing I escorted her when she arrived earlier. Thanks to that, everyone became aware of an outsider's unexpected attendance, which then helped her win the voting poll," Lance thought to himself, his lips curling in a self-satisfied simper.