"Mitsuo," he corrected again, with an even more raised eyebrow. This kind of attitude was the most annoying. As if he would want to be...'friends'...with someone who couldn't even get his name right. "You still call your father<span style="font-style: italic">daddy</span>?" he asked, somewhat disbelievingly. "You can't help what he told you, but you can certainly choose not to follow it." His opinion of her was plummeting faster than a failed Wronski feint. With a bored shrug, he walked off. There was no point in talking to people like her, he would only get a headache.<br/><br/>A pointy-looking woman was motioning for them to gather around her. He stood just a little distance from the group, not wanting to get too close to the claws that some of them sported. She bowed. "My name is Professor Rina Hanabusa of Herbology, also the manager of new students. Welcome to Shokyuu no Zen'ei. Before we begin, I would like to remind all of you that you signed an agreement with the school indicating that your health is your own responsibility. As there seems to be a...tradition of getting injured constantly, I will first describe how to access the medical wing. Every closed door can be changed to a door that opens to the medical wing, you only need to knock twice on the doorknob and confirm that you are injured or need assistance in some way."