When Natsuko arrived, it was to a dirty look from Midori, eyebrows firmly scrunched. "Showoff!" she accused quietly but firmly as she hid in the train, watching for Cho-tan to arrive as well. Through the feigned confidence was a sense of worry, however. She was beginning to find some sort of warmth and concern for their new host, and didn't want her to come into any trouble.<br/><br/>Any more trouble than associating with the Dreaded Natsuko might usually bring, anyway.