[Now, usually Ochako would avoid this sort of festival like the goddamn plague, but...they more she trekked around with her surly flatmate, the more conditioned Ochako became to the oddity of this weird festival and its even weirder food. She began to find the entire affair absolutely hysterical, and the food was actually pretty damn good, just unpleasantly shaped in some cases.

The takoyaki was especially delicious, same with the grilled squid. Hell, even those godawful cream-filled waffles were, sad as she was to admit it...really tasty. Deciding against wearing her kimono this time around, and opting for just a cute, light outfit instead, Ochako can be found wandering around the festival sampling the different foods and drinks, snickering loudly as she is but a petulant, young teen. Listen, she may be a girly-girl for the most part, but Uraraka Ochako is far from pure and innocent by any means. She is here to have fun and make a certain, unfortunate blond boy very uncomfortable.]

Mmh...wonder how many balls I can stuff in my mouth. [Takoyaki, she means, but she is being purposely goblin-esque right now. Listen. The so-called Baku Squad aren't here to tease him, Ochako has to take the mantle up in their honor.]

[After a small war with her friend and flatmate, Ochako is left bruised and a little bit sore, but grinning from ear to ear regardless. Her clothes are a little singed, but she looks presentable enough to enjoy the Hanami in Little Edo. The atmosphere here is much more enjoyable and calming than the festival prior, and she's finally taking the time to just sit and enjoy a moment.

The food here, again, is much more befitting of a proper hanami - dango skewers, sakuramochi, and some light and fragrant sakura tea as well as white and green, of course. People are laughing and drinking, having picnics or even just napping under the shade of the gorgeous blooms, and Ochako feels...at peace. Still a bit cheeky from before, too, because of course she does, but at peace nonetheless.

She'll either be wandering through the groves happily, taking pictures with her actual cell phone (thanks for the charge, Ike!), or sitting on a rented blanket and just enjoying the scenery. Man...she loves winter the most - it was the season she was born in - but spring definitely is a close second. It's just so--]

Mmh...pretty. [She sighs, wistfully, then takes a long sip of her tea.]

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