Tenchi Muyo! in the World

The next morning, Washu was woken up by Mikoto. (Mikoto was a young girl working as a maid in Washu's house. Washu and Mikoto became nice friends by one night. All of the maids came to like Washu through the dinner time.) She then finished her breakfast with all other maids and staffs, which she decided last night. And when she finished changing her clothes, it was the time that Naja had promised the day before. But she still didn't appear after 8 o'clock.
'She is very busy and is famous for being difficult to catch. And after she had decided to take care of you, many persons started to call her before your arrival,' said one of the maids.
'Oh, I see,' answered Washu who was drinking a cup of tea in her terrace. And then she looked up at the sky and squinted her eyes in the warm sunshine.
'OK, I made up my mind.'
'For what?' asked the maid.
'I heard that it is only 20 minutes from here to school. I'll just walk there for some exercise.'
'But what for Ms. Naja…?'
'If she comes, just tell her so,' replied Washu and wore her shoes and started to walk down the road not listening to the maid's plea for her to stop.
The area where the department of philosophy stood was a place where they had four seasons, and it was just middle of spring then. It was just the opposite with Kanemitsu, which was autumn at that time. The weather of spring was full of life and it made Washu feel pleasant and she stopped by some places before entering the department. 30 minuets later, Washu was hiding behind a tree just near the department of philosophy. One kilo-meter from there was only one building located in a tree-line, which continued for dozens of kilo-meters.
" By the way…" sighed Washu. " … What the hell is that?"
Near a large tree, which stood instead of gates, two large robots were standing with a huge flags in each of their hands. On the flag it was written as;
"Welcome! Washu-chan."
The name was now Washu-chan. And…
At the feet of the robots, a band of several hundred members, elementary students with flags in their hand and crowds and mediapersons surrounding them were there. It was much larger then the last one and was very odd.
"I won't be found this time," thought Washu and started to calculate all of the people's movements and tried to find out the exact moment and way to pass through. But actually a child accidentally found her. A genius couldn't win against a natural.
'…Please! Forgive me, please!!' Washu begged to them.
And they kindly let her go, as they knew how she felt.
Washu ran as fast as she could to the building.

'Wow!'
Having a rest behind the building, Washu surprised watching the scene. They might have been brought from Jurai planet; thousands of white flowers were blooming all over the area. Beyond the building, behind which Washu was hiding now, a plain was spreading with flowers having buildings in a formal style standing alike continuing far away to the seaside. On the roof of each building, flowers in all kinds of colors bloomed which showed a great contrast with the white flowers. The Jurai had a wonderful sense of design for such things.
When Washu was looking around, a guy came up and called her.
'Hey you. Only participants are allowed to enter here, you know.'
The guy who was swaggering to her was short and heavy and looked snooty. Washu first though he might be one of the professors but he had the badge of a student of the philosophy department. She noticed that he was a type who attended the party in Kanemitsu, a person who thinks it is natural to look down on the people. But she also thought that it might be true that they couldn't help themselves having a elite mind when considering the way all the others invited Washu.
'Excuse me. Would you tell me where the office is?'
'Office?'
'Yes. I want to proceed for my entrance for the academy and …'
Hearing this, the guy began to laugh.
'Hahaha. So you are a fresh guy? Do you know where here is? It is a place where only the top elites of elites, who are selected from the entire galaxy, are allowed to enter. A child like you can't come in here. I guess you came by the wrong road. You were trying to go to the department of ancient literature, which is in the city just beside,' said the guy making fool of Washu. Because he didn't know Washu, it seemed that he didn't look at yesterday's news.
'Oh! Be ca-----refull!!.'
Suddenly somebody's cry was heard and the guy who was standing in front of Washu was kicked by the lady of the voice. Crying out in a voice like a squashed frog, the guy jumped into the bushes.
'Don't you like me? Washu-chan.'
Now in front of Washu stood Naja. She looked at Washu with an eye like a ghost in spite. She didn't even check what happened to the guy she kicked, which means that she did it with conviction.
'What?'
'I planned all the things, you know. I worked on all of it. I worked all night to prepare it for the first day of Washu-chan to school------l!!' Naja complained to Washu with tears in her eyes. But…
'It's a trouble to me.'
This counter of Washu's got Naja and she froze at that point.
"If I don't say so, I'm not sure what she will do for me from now on," thought Washu and looked at Naja in her eyes with a strong will.
If she shows a weakness she would loose.
'…Oh you are a catty girl, Washu-chan,' sighed Naja.
It seems that Washu won this time. At that time, the guy who was bashed into the bushes crawled out.
'What the hell is it? What are you thinking about.. No!, it's you, Naja!…er..Ms. Naja.'
The guy who added "Ms" in reluctance had scratches all over him and was red in face with anger.
'Sorry, Clay'
In spite of her words, Naja glowered at the guy, who she called "Clay". She just transferred her sadness at having her invitation party rejected by Washu to anger. We can call it as taking it out on him, but her first blow was strong enough to stop Clay's first impetus.
'…Oh, s..so she is you friend. …But it is a trouble, you know. There are many places around here where not all are allowed to enter.'
It seems that he thought fighting with Naja wasn't right and he turned his anger to Washu.
'OK, let's go Washu-chan!' called Naja and tried to move on with Washu ignoring Clay.
'You! Didn't you listen to what I said!?'
'What is it!?'
'Er, well, you see. Er, you can't take her to the department of philosophy and ..' To Naja's guts, Clay's voice became smaller and smaller.
'If you are a man, talk out clearly!!'
'Well, the matter is, you see…' The guy's face twitched in mortification.
"Oh, Naja. What this all about?'
At that moment, Professor Ikuma, who was one of the top of the department, happed to walk by and called for them. From aside, they just looked like they were quarreling with each other, and there was no doubt that he would stop for it.
'…? You are…' Seeing Washu standing besides Naja, Ikuma said in wonder.
'Oh yes Professor. You see, I was just telling Naja about her. I wonder what she is thinking bringing a stranger around here.'
Having Ikuma in front of him, the attitude of Clay rapidly changed and he spoke to the Professor in a polite way.
'You are Washu!!'
Ignoring Clay's words, Prof. Ikuma walked up to Washu.
'Nice to meet you Professor.'
'I suppose this is the first time we met directly. Oh you are much more beautiful than the pictures.'
'Oh no. Thank you very much for preparing such a wonderful house for me.'
'Hahaha. Don't care about it. That house is a part of the patent of our collaboration. You have the right to get it.'
'Collaboration!? Pro, Professor, do you know her?' with a surprised face, Clay thrusted into their conversation.
But this was natural. It was rare not only for the students but also for other professors to join the work with Prof. Ikuma. It was a honor for a student to just help his research work.
'Oh you are here, too. … well, I'll introduce her to you just in case. Her name is Hakubi Washu. She is going to enter this department. She will be 18 years old this year. I guess she has renewed the record of Naja becoming the youngest to enter this department at her age.
'Professor. She had already taken the requirement 4 years ago. And it was after she finished all her basic programs.'
'fo, four …years?'
To Naja's words, Clay's face twitched more.
'Oh yes. As you know Clay, you can't enter the academy till you are 18 years old. Well, it seems that the official record has turned to be an end.'
Watching Clay freeze and twitching his mouth, Naja seemed to be pleased.
'I hope it was a good medicine for him,' whispered Ikuma to Naja, who replied with a V sign.
'We would like to go now, Professor. She has some papers to fill out now.'
Changing her face as a good student of the department, Naja bowed to Ikuma and moved on with Washu.
'Oh yes, Washu. I'm sure they will tell it to you at the office, but you were selected by the examination to get into the class 6, which is the same as Naja,' said Ikuma to Washu and then walked down toward the opposite direction of Washu and Naja.
Clay, left behind, sank down on the ground.
By the way, Clay was in the class 9.
"An 18 years old girl, who just entered the academy, is now in the class three levels higher than I? I can't believe it…"
It took 3 hours for Clay to recover his identity.
This was the first meeting with Clay and Washu.