<strong>Name:</strong>Kasumi Natsuko<br/><strong>Age:</strong>18 *(Was held back due to injury, was injured due to incautious actions)<br/><strong>Description:</strong>34B-28-34. Natsuko, on the surface, seems to be one part Yamato Nadisheko and one part country farmer's daughter. This goes completely to pot if she's not being dressed by somebody else, because her favorite outfits are her lucky jacket and sweats, a slightly oversized girl's uniform, and not much else. On the other hand, there has to be a reason she keeps her hair long (ish).<br/><strong>Archetypes:</strong>Pervert (Panty Thief), Bokukko (Boyish Charm, Down and Dirty, Now it's On!) (Athletic, Good Cook)<br/><strong>Strong Point:</strong>Skill<br/><strong>Weak Point:</strong>Conflict<br/><strong>Victory Points:</strong>Goose Eggs<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sayama's Class, but cooking!<br/><br/>Very, very, very few people knew this, but Natsuko was actually a pretty good cook. She just normally doesn't feel the need to impress herself with her own cooking. Natsuko, generally was the only audience she had for her cooking, strangely enough. But, hey, it was omelets.<br/><br/>She could make a basic omelet with one hand tied behind her back. She could make the fancier omelets that the one foreign exchange student that lived two floors up and one door down, with an eye closed. But she wasn't, because Natsuko was like, 90% certain that the omelet in question involved alcohol, and thus was something that she'd get in trouble for making.<br/><br/>So, instead, she's going to make something a different kind of fancy. She was going medeterranain. Or whatever the region was called. At least she thought that those ingredients up there were the right kind. If not, improvise, improvise.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>And don't use that jell-o looking stuff. Was that some kind of trick by Sayama-sensei? To see who'd try it?