Anyone else would have gotten a curt look and maybe a hoof-stomp at calling her 'chan' or giving her a nickname without permission. But Kotomi's sweet face simply didn't allow for anger or yelling. Centorea allowed herself to be lead away, still confused about how and why this was happening. Why had she been chosen? Where had that little name come from? Who was she???

"Ichinose-san..." She hoped she had used the correct attachment, Japanese was a very tricky language to master. Last name, then honorific, then... "Ah, um... M-May I ask why you're being so... um. Familiar? Everyone else here uses their last names, and you don't know anything about me!"