Hiking

Ibuki stepped out of the bus to find a monstrous forest ahead of her. Chisa held a machete in one hand and a few maps in the other. Once everyone was lined up and listening, she spoke. “Alright! This exercise will help with team building and cooperation. To ensure everyone is safe, pick your partner and you’ll be together. I’ll hand out the maps and we’ll meet at the campsite circled. Please utilize your talents to arrive before nightfall. We’ll hike back down in the morning.”

She glanced around at the potential partners. Plenty had already discussed this, it seemed, leaving only a few choices. Sticking with Nagito could mean good luck or very bad luck. Mikan is good with medicine, but super clumsy. Teruteru, nope.

Before she could decide, there was a hand on her back. “Oi, punk chick. You’re with me.”

“Wh-wh-wh-whuh!? Akane? What the heck.” She sputtered.

“If I stuck with old man Nekomaru it’d be too easy. I gotta take a challenge, y’know?”

“Okay…” she shrugged off the slight insult, grateful in a way. “We’ll, uh… how are we gonna get there?” Ibuki looked at the map. There were a few paths that some of the groups had already departed on. It was a good fifteen miles to the camp.