A warm evening on Sakura street

Outside the school building, on Mahora's infamous Sakura street, Negi breathed deep the warm early-fall air. It carried with it the scents of new school supplies, fresh baked goods (probably originating from Chao Bao Zi, Satsuki and Lingshen's dining car) and of something else. A certain familiar, yet not-easily-placeable scent. He looked around for what it might be. It found him first and put a knife to his throat and a hand to his nuts. And not in a good way.

?: Who are you!? Tell me or i'll crush these!

Negi: Set...suna...?

Setsuna: Maybe. But my name isn't what i asked. Who are you!?

She tightened her grip.

Negi: EEK!! It's-it's me! Negi Springfield! AH!!

Setsuna: Don't lie to me! I have no qualms about killing you, impostor!

Negi: But i am Negi! I-i can do magic! Asuna and Konoka are my roommates! Nodoka once said she loved me in Kyoto!

Setsuna: You've done your homework, i'll give you that. But i'm not convinced. Prepare to die!

Negi: YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH KONOKA!!!

It was a move of pure desperation. But Setsuna gasped and loosened her grips. Negi elbowed her (not too hard) in the stomach and got loose. He faced her with a look that said 'i don't want to hurt you, but you're reducing my options quickly.' A look she'd seen on her teacher many times before.

Setsuna: N-negi...sensei?

Negi: Yes.

Setsuna: .....on one knee PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!

Negi: It's alright. You were only being alert. What are you doing out here?

Setsuna: Following you. I had to find out if you were who you said you were. I couldn't form a positive opinion, so i resorted to forceful measures. Please forgive me!

Negi: I do. I already said i did, right?

Setsuna: Thank you. standing