She grinned, letting go. Emiko glanced at the bleachers, realizing
she wouldn't be able to sit on them, again, due to her size. "Too
many struggles here...." she grumbled.
"I hope to see you around again! I'll even bake you some yummy
cakes!"
"Admin-" She laughed softly. Emiko then sighed, glancing around the
area, her wings shivering. "Is he here..?" she asked herself, still
looking.
"This disguise better work..." Daiki thought, finding a seat at the
bleachers. He rubbed the side of his stomach, feeling a bit of pain
from a mark Aizawa's scarf left from grabbing him. "My eyes do
sting a bit too..."
"I hope to see you around again! I'll even bake you some yummy
cakes!"
The man next to Daiki sighed. His disguise was simple. A red hoodie
and black mask was all he needed, his face was masked with the
heroes earlier. “Why are we here again, Daiki.”
Daiki grumbled, lowering his head. "Yeah, I guess so."
"Hey Admin... I'm not... I'm actually not participating in the
festival." Emiko finally decided to tell him that. "I-I know you,
Jesse, and everyone else wanted me to, I just- I can't-"
"I hope to see you around again! I'll even bake you some yummy
cakes!"
He nodded, smiling softly. "Of course. I mean, I was pretty much
the only one who had the strength to anyways."
Emiko took a few deep breaths, calming herself from laughing.
"Fine, mom..." she snickered to herself, shaking her head. "Okay,
okay, I'll stop!" Emiko stammered, looking back to Admin.
"I hope to see you around again! I'll even bake you some yummy
cakes!"