You part ways with little Miriko, hoping you'll meet her again. A good meal is nice, but good friends are hard to come by. As you walk away, there's a gurgle from your round, swollen belly, and a muffled voice.

"Hey! Lemme out! I have class in five minutes!"

You pat your gut thoughtfully. You DID just have secretary, and if Miriko was right about the headmistress, you'll need all the friends you can get.

"C-C'mon, please? It's getting stuffy in here.."