To remind you that that's the same Tohru who thought the girls squealing was annoying enough to make her “pound my fucking head into the wall” and I must mention what a perfect performance she made in front of the dear old headmaster. But you may be wondering why Tohru is being two-faced like this, fortunately, I know what our lovely Prince is up to but sadly for you, I'm not going to say anything. For that must be a mystery you must solve yourself. Ugh. I can't believe I'm actually going to have tea with Yuzuki at this hour but it can’t be stopped. Ahh, I can't wait to see the fresh dirt all around along with the nicely painted sky… but fucking Headmaster is always putting her mind into matters that doesn't consider her. While trying to sort things inside Tohru’s mind she comes across in front of an amazingly huge, fancy decorated door, full of carvings of Jesus and Holy spirit himself, God. Blazed in a color of old-fashioned yellow like the pages of a very old book that had been mistreated in it's earliest years. Well Tohru, let the acting begin… “Oh, dear headmaster am I interrupting your alone …show more content…
After all, you don’t want your reputation of the prince to crumble down on you now, am I correct?”
“State your business oh dear brother or else I’ll have to escort you out of this peaceful building.”
“Can’t a brother simply just worry about his sister?”
“All that comes to mind is you being an old pervert towards these young ladies and have a possible criminal record after you leaving this place with a few complaints.”
“I can’t lie, the boobs are tempting but alas, I’m not here for them but actually to bring you news about the incoming war, as you may already know.”
“Go on.”
“Well, as we talked on before, they’re coming up from the west and…actually do you think this is a good place to talk?”
“You tell me Yuzuki. Is it?”
There goes the moonlight shining into the music room the moment Tohru said those words along with a distant ‘hoo’s’ from owls faraway, filling up the room with a soothing atmosphere yet also an intense one as well. While both siblings looking at each other's eyes daring not to blink at their opponents sight. And sadly their tea has gotten cold and its calming steam is no longer in the air which adds, even more, intensity to the atmosphere. Making each second feel like a whole minute