Shiori walked into the next room with Tamao. There was a counter separating the room in two. The walls and floors were all covered in prizes.

There was a boy and two girls. The boy was sitting on the counter, kicking his legs while the girls were talking.

The boy had a yellow baseball cap turned to its left side. He had a part of his dark blue hair sticking out on the right side of his cap. He wore a white tank top with black pants and red tennis shoes. The boy also had on black fingerless gloves.

He jumped off the counter and walked over to Tamao and Shiori, "Heyo! I'm Daiki Tsuchida, the ultimate parkourist!"

Tamao's eyes lit up. She placed a hand on Daiki's head, "Omigod, you're shorter than me. I've never met anyone my age shorter than me, and I'm like five foot two!"

Daiki hit her hand away, "Hey! That's kinda mean!" Tamao only moved her hand back to his head.

Shiori tapped Tamao's head, "Stop."

Tamao pouted, "Fine."

One of the girls walked up. She had strawberry blond hair in a messy side bun on the right side of her head. She wore a sleeveless pink cardigan, with a white crop top underneath. She also had a watermelon pink skirt with black leggings underneath with white platform boots and black glasses.

She extended a hand, "Greetings, I am Mayumi Kawashima, the ultimate mathematician."

Tamao shook the hand, "Hi! I'm Tamao Nishioka, the Ultimate Matchmaker, and this is Shiori Doi, the ultimate poet!"

"Matchmaker is a talent?" The remaining girl asked.

She had spiky blond hair that only reached the bottom of her ears. She wore a black long sleeved jacket, with a black sports bra, loose pants, and black open toed boots.

"Uh, yes!" Tamao shouted, throwing her hands up, "I even run a website-"

"What?" Daiki asked, raising an eyebrow, "You have a website?"

"We can talk about that later," the girl interrupted, "I'm Chiyo Miyoshi, the ultimate breakdancer!"

"Breakdancing?" Shiori asked.

"Hell yeah!" Chiyo yelled, throwing a fist in the air.

Well, she's certainly passionate about her talent.

Tamao looked at her fingers and counted something again, "So we still need to meet three students if I'm correct." She waved goodbye to the three students.

Shiori blinked, before getting dragged out of the room by Tamao.

So, yeah, three more students to go before the killing game actually starts!