"So, let me get this straight." Ryuku said to Yuki. The two walked down the halls of the school, which had just ended, and he bumped into her. Trying not to pry onto what happened the other night, Yuki brought up a subject that Hakura had talked to her about. "You mean to tell me that Hakura had done something to Yuri to maker her appear to be somebody else?" Ryuku finished.
"That's the story she gave me. I don't make these things up."
"Yeah, I know. But it sounds so weird. I've hardly gotten to meet the woman, but does she really have that good of a reason to avoid Yuri like that?"
"Supposedly. I think she might just be living something that she's not willing to admit. But then again, she's far stronger than us, so why should we question her?"
"How do you know?" Ryuku asked.
Yuki gave him a look. She studied his face for any trail of a kind of emotion he had left in the sentence.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"How do you for sure know that Hakura is stronger than anybody on this team? We've never fought her, never even tried reading her real aura, we've never even so much as spoke back to her. We don't know anything about this woman, and we just blankly obey orders. What are we? Her slaves?"
"You don't mean that." Yuki said, walking faster.
"See? You're already trying to avoid the question! You don't want to think that maybe you're working for a corrupted person."
"Don't you ever speak that way of Hakura!" Yuki said, getting close to his face, seething in anger.
"Why not? What does she have to hide from Yuri, and Yuri only? Even I've met her!"
"Why are you getting butt-hurt about all this? It's stupid!"
"Stupid!? How can you go on living, knowing that your attached at the hand of some person who's not even willing to open up with you!?"
"I swear, Ryuku. You speak of Hakura like that, and I'm–"
"What? Going to punch me? Just like Hakura taught you?"
Slap! A red hand print had been implanted on Ryuku. But instead of not bother looking at Yuki, or getting even angrier, Ryuku laughed. But it was a taunting laugh. He looked at her with a grin.
"Just like I thought. You're predictable." He shook his head his harsh sarcasm had changed suddenly. "But then again, if you weren't, I wouldn't have gotten this for you."
He pulled out a box of Yuki's favorite candies. She gasped as she brought her hands to her mouth. How did he know? Where did he find out? She's never said anything, except to…
"Daisuke?" She asked as she recovered from her state of shock, think about his big mouth.
"You know me too well." Ryuku said with a grin as he handed to her, making sure she took it.
"Looks like I'm not the only one who's predictable, huh?" She asked as she opened the box, and popped one into her mouth. "But still, that was a weird way to get me to accept a gift."
"Like I said, you're predictable. You wouldn't have accepted a gift any other way, other than if you hurt me some way."
"So, you're continuing from the other night."
"Well, a guy does have to try harder to make sure that he makes a better move than he made last time."
"Maybe you should give Daisuke some tips, huh?"
"Is he still lacking to make up for lost time with Yuri?"
"More than we thought he would."
"Either way, that kid is still pretty cool."
The two started to walk to Yuri's class. Ryuku had clapped his hands behind his head and rested his head back in his palms.
"So, about the night against Hakito…" Yuki started to say. She left off, not sure what exactly she wanted to know.
"What about it?" Ryuku asked.
"What exactly did you mean by you were intertwined with a former Demon Hunter. I mean, I know it's exactly what it sounds like, but how did it happen? What's the story behind it?"
"Well," Ryuku said. "As a little kid, I was sick. And I mean really, really sick. I didn't anybody to take care of…" Ryuku caught himself. "I mean, I didn't have the right medicine. But one day, there was this woman who was simply minding her own business when she came to see me." Ryuku carefully watched how he worded things. He couldn't show his deepest darkest secret, not just yet. Even if he loved Yuki, he couldn't have her knowing this whole thing about himself until he felt she was ready.
"And she was a Demon Hunter." He continued. "I had been as well, but she had this extraordinary aura. It was so pure, so strong, and loving. She told me that she knew how to forge spirits, even those who had passed long ago. No, especially those from long ago. And this great Demon Hunter, Ryotaku, had gotten rid of my disease. My name had originally been Yuka, but we forged our names together, making me a brand new person inside and out. I didn't have this reddish hair at first," he said, taking a strand into his hand.
"But as he fast as the woman came into my life, she left it. I never saw her again. I heard she was an associate with Taki Hiromushu, the greatest demon Hunter in the world. So, ever since then, I thought that I could find the great Taki Hiromushu to get her let me talk to her associate, that way I could thank her. After a couple years, I heard that Taki had a son, and I figured that I could go to him and he would be able to help me find this woman. But as it turned out, Daisuke's mom had died a couple years back, and there was no way that I could find this associate now. But, I heard about the new vast world of DHA and what Hakura had to offer, that pretty soon, I was joining you guys."
"So, that's the story of Ryuku the great, huh?" Yuki asked. "Funny that it took one of us so long to ask you. I don't think the others would know about this."
"Yeah, me neither."
"So, now that you know that Taki's dead, are you still going to look for her associate?"
"It's the only thing I can do. I mean, how am I suppose to live with myself, if I can't even find a person to thank?"
"Well, I suppose you do have a point."
The two made it in front of Yuki's class, and the bell was going to ring any second. This was the moment of truth. If Ryuku had kissed her then, it would definitely mean that they were a couple. Right? Isn't that what had counted?
But before any more thoughts could be processed into Yuki's mind, Ryuku pulled away, and started to head to class with a wave, and a "Later!"
Yuki didn't know what to feel. Sad, a little. But at the same time, relieved. She didn't want to take things too quick, and then have it turn stale and boring. No, she wanted to keep this as long as she could. Maybe her in opinion, what she felt wasn't necessarily in "love". Yuki liked him, but could she truly say that she loved him. The whole thing seemed kinda of… too confusing for her. For her! Out of all people, Yuki was the one who couldn't help but feel lost when it came to emotions. She tried shielding them away for so long, when one slipped out, she automatically couldn't figure out what to do with it.
But with the sudden change in things, it seemed that she was going to have to get use to new things and ideas pretty soon, or she would be left in the dust.
"I wanna know something." Yuri said as her and Daisuke sat on the school roof during lunch. Usually, people wouldn't be able to reach the spot, but being a Demon Hunter had its perks. The last two weeks, they had spent all lunches on the roof. Nobody had known about the spot, not even Yuki or Ryuku. Sure, Hakura did (Daisuke spoke to her before the giant wave of demons came on the same roof in chapter 16), but she never spoke to them unless it was urgent.
"What do you want to know?" Daisuke said, looking at the blades of grass move together to make the field dance. The wind had been decently strong that day, but not enough to over blow anything and upset people.
"Well, I was just thinking: now that you and Yuki know you're related, what are you guys going to do now? I mean, is she going to move in with you and your dad? Are you going to keep it a secret? Or are you simply going to act as if nothing has happened?"
"Well, the whole 'nothing's happened' thing isn't going to work at all. Sure, we'll still be great friends, but I think we might look out for each other a little more than we thought. I don't think my dad would understand a word we would speak about if we did try and take her into our house, so we're going to keep it a secret to any outside the Demon Hunting World."
"Daisuke! DENSUKE!" the two heard a shouting and looked around. Then, they had seen a little creature climb up the side of the building. Gi had panted as he got himself onto flat ground.
"Gi?" Daisuke asked. "What are you doing here?"
"I've got news!" he said, happy, but tired from the two story climb (It would be a lot bigger if you were the size of a ferret).
"News?" Daisuke asked. "What news do you have? Me and Yuki are siblings?"
"Nah, I've known that forever." Gi said, waving his hand in that "Whatever" way. "This is something bigger."
"Bigger?" Yuri asked. "How big are we talking about?"
"Well, not too big. It's not like Kagori destroyed Russia or anything, but it's still pretty big news."
"Well, out with it!" Daisuke commanded. "We don't have all day to hear this."
"Okay, okay, okay, okay." Gi said quickly, preparing for his news speech. "DHA is performing another tournament!"
"What?" Daisuke asked.
"Yeah! It's at the end of February. Another Demon Hunting Association competition. And it's going to be doubled in size from last year."
"Why the hell would I want to go to one of these before I go to America?" Daisuke asked. "The whole thing's stupid! I already told you, I don't want to kill more than I already have to!"
"Well, there's a different set up this year." Gi informed.
"What?" Daisuke asked.
"What kind of set up?" Yuri asked. "It was every man for himself last year, right?"
"Right. And they chose ten of the continents best fighters. But this year, they're choosing five of the best Demon Hunters from each country! Can you imagine how many people are going to show up for this?"
"Not interested." Daisuke said, trying to simply get the thought out of his head. He didn't want to hear anything that Gi had to say anymore.
"Well, maybe this will change your tune." Gi said with a sly grin. "The five from each country are going to place a team work fighting competition. Every team of five against others. That way, you have partners. And the winners get to use the DHA for anything."
Daisuke still wasn't paying too much attention. Enough to get the information of the whole thing in his mind, but nothing to worry about. Gi knew this. So he tired clarifying what he meant.
"I mean, you could use them to build a use tree house for you. Or perhaps you want all their money. Or maybe get them to find the cure for something. Oh, oh, oh… how about this: you could use them to unravel the mystery of those books those kids are using." Daisuke's ears perked at the idea, but he was still hard on his stubbornness.
"No, Gi. I don't care what you can do with it. I'm not going to do this. I'm already involved in going to a country where danger's going to lurk around every corner."
"Doesn't evil lurk around every corner around here?"
"Yeah, but I don't know the corners in America. Besides, these prizes don't mean anything to me."
"Yeah, you're right." Gi said, feigning disappointment. "Perhaps I should tell them that they should keep the files about your mom."
Daisuke froze. Gi had known he had hit a nerve, and he had gotten Daisuke in a position that Daisuke couldn't help but get himself caught in. Daisuke turned around.
"What exactly does the DHA have in mind for this year?"
"Well, the five fighters of this country are: You, Ryuku, Yuki, Yuri and some kid named Jin."
"The five of us, and a kid we don't know? All four of us have been nominated?"
"That's what it sounds like."
"And how's the fighting rules like?"
"Well, this year, a bunch of the world's leaders, world politics, and huge celebrities are going to have special glasses to watch the show that DHA invented a couple weeks ago. The average human can see this show."
"So, there' san actual audience this year?" Yuki asked.
"Yeah. They're in an arena. More like a coliseum, like the Romans. The circle in the middle. The teams go out to fight, all at the same time. You watch each other's backs, and you work together, until you remain on top."
"So, we kill all these kids just to get some information?" Daisuke asked, angered at the idea.
"It's the only way you're going to get to see the information without getting yourself killed out there."
Daisuke didn't say anything. His thoughts were clogged with all the information and his emotions. He really didn't want to fight against a bunch of people his age. It wouldn't be fair. It would be horrible.
"And," Gi threw out. "You know there's no way Hakura would tell you about your mom right now. So, what other choice do you have?"
That's right. Hakura. Why didn't she tell him anything? All things that were related his mother, she had kept a secret from him. It just didn't seem right. The whole thought had angered Daisuke. What right did Hakura have to hide things from him? She should tell him the things he needed to know. And if this was the only way, perhaps he could show her how strong he really was. How she should not keep anything from him or his friends.
"Are you interested, Yuri?" Daisuke asked her, looking straight in the eye, making sure she gave an honest answer.
"Well, uh…" she wasn't quiet sure what to say. She had never rally killed anybody before. She had fought people, but it was everybody else in the group had slain the other kids. Did she have the heart to take ones life? "It would be an experience I wouldn't forget."
Daisuke knew that she had mixed feelings about the whole thing. And because of that reason, he didn't want to push her into anything more than what she was going through. In time, whether she wanted to do it or not, she would give Daisuke an answer. Daisuke also thought he should ask the other two before he just went and signed their names on the lists of murderers.
"It's alright." Was all Daisuke said.
"Daisuke, you do realize that the president might be up to something if you do go, right?" Gi questioned.
"Oh, sure. First you get me to want to go, and then you warn me of dangers? What kind of help are you?"
"Well, maybe I just process slow." Gi said with a grin.
Daisuke snickered. Gi certainly was a character. Daisuke looked out from the roof and he stretched. Yuri could sense that all the tension that was in his body was now out. He was back to Daisuke. But what was he going to choose? Was he going to go, or was he going to just prepare for America? It didn't matter to Yuri. Now matter what Daisuke chose, she just wanted to be with him.
Kagori stood in the presence of the President of DHA. Kagori's eyes were cold as he stared at the face of the president. The two hadn't moved at all, but just exchanged glances.
"So, you actually came?" the president said. He grinned, and with this, Kagori grew a little uneasy. It wasn't easy to make the president smile. But Kagori hid his uneasiness.
"Is there something this important to have me hunted down just to have a meeting with you here?"
"Kagori, you have to know me better than that. I wouldn't just call you in for no reason. Especially since you're my enemy. Now, I have news for you."
"News for an enemy? Usually, you hear of threats or propositions to destroy the other. You never hear of giving out good news."
"Oh, but this is because I hope it becomes good news for the both of us." The president said with an even broader smile. "You see, I've been poisoned, and I know that you had something to do with that."
It was Kagori's turn to grin. He shook his head with a slight chuckle.
"And how would you trace a poisoning to me?"
"It's simple. You want me dead. And knowing you, you have some sort of spy out there in my offices to keep an eye on me. Somebody I can trust. And he dipped the poison in my daily tea. You knew that I wouldn't think about it. My foolishness had been a perfect set up for my assassination."
"You say it like you've planned this whole thing out?"
"Me? No, I couldn't have planned something this great. You see, there's an author, and he's quiet good had writing stories. He's the probably the greatest writer of all time. Everybody calls him 'Fate'." Kagori chuckled at this. He knew the man was starting to either go insane, or the drug had done more than he thought. "While I was cursing you for marking the end of my life far shorter than I would have liked, I realized something."
"And what would that something be?"
"You could rule DHA after my death."
Kagori stared at him strangely. Why would you give your own enemy the very thing that had created you into the large social stature that you had? It just didn't make sense. Why would you do something like that?
"And why would you do this?"
"Well, this is the way I figure it: after I die, DHA is going to be left a mess with the new search for a leader. I know you don't see me as a real enemy, just somebody in your way. I understand that. But, what you don't seem to understand is that we have the same morals. And what better way than to let what I have created live the way I wish for it to, than to give it to the person who understands me better than anybody else."
"Do you realize the mess you would leave in the argument of if this is fair amongst your men?"
"Who cares about them? If they want to squabble and try to kill you, it's their funeral. All I'm saying is: my legend needs to continue on living, and you're the only one who can do that."
"You're a wise man old man, but I'm afraid I must decline your ideas. I have no time for a corporation job. I have some hunting to do."
"On the witch that killed your family."
"It seems somebody has done their homework on their enemies." Kagori said, hurt in the memories of his family's death.
"Well, we have a large library of things on Demon Hunters all over the world in our offices. I'm pretty sure you can find something. Sure, it might take a year or two to eventually find everything you need, but it's better than nothing, am I right?"
"Plans, history, and a bright future. Why would you give this to me?"
"Because," the president said. "This is how you knock over your king in a game of chess. You're the better man, Kagori, and I must give up here."
"What do you mean by giving up?"
"This drug that you've poisoned me with… it hurts more than anything else. Like a thousand demons feeding off my soul and to my flesh. I must end this pain. You are already written in my will, and you'll except, no matter what."
"How can you be certain? I can just find what's needed and kill you. It wouldn't be hard, just like killing a wounded animal."
"But, the room of my information is stored in a room guarded by a demonic gate. You need a password to get in. And the only way that you can ever get this password is if you sign this paper saying that you will keep DHA in it's proper working order, if not better." The president took out a piece of paper with writing on it.
"You're a fool." Kagori said. "Giving me everything you own. After I find this, I will destroy DHA, and all that have been indulged in your thoughts. Lives will end in your name."
"But until then, you will do as instructed by my will." The president said.
"Fine." Kagori said, signing his name to the paper. He stepped back as the president had called a guard and handed him the paper. He whispered something to the guard, and the guard had given Kagori a weird look as the president spoke, nodding to look convincing. The guard left with the same look.
"What did you say?"
"That he is to follow your every word, and is now in charge. I told him that seppuku would be my way to go, and you would be my second in this."
"Are you serious? Are you too old to even kill yourself?" Kagori questioned.
"You may laugh at me now, but when DHA takes over the world, the name will be praising my name in the history books. 'That man was the founder of DHA' they will say. My name, and yours, will live in eternity."
"Whatever, old man. Before I kill you, I'll need for you to give me the password."
"Oh, that. It's simple. It's Hiromushu." The president said with a smile. Kagori grinned in disbelief. He couldn't understand why he hadn't even thought about that as a possibility of being the password.
"So, you want me to be your second?" Kagori asked, drawing a Demon Hunting blade. "Than so be it. I'll second you in this. Just make sure the people you wanted to keep alive when I'm destroying everybody I see is in that will, old man, or they're going to join me and you in hell."
"Such vulgarity. Now, are you ready or not. You have to make this look like a suicide afterward, not a homicide. If they think you had anything to do with this, they'll attempt to kill you. You can use those men later, so why waste them by trying to kill you?"
"Shut up and get ready."
The president got out of his chair, and summoned a Demon Hunting sword as well. Kagori wasn't even fully sure the old man could still summon something that strong, especially with the poison and its affects. But the blade looked stronger than anything else Kagori had seen in his young years. The old man got on his knees, and he raised the tip of the blade towards his stomach. Kagori cocked his arms back, waiting for the right moment. The president had taken the blade back a little, and then started to bring it forward. As it made contact with his guts, Kagori swung his sword, thinking: This is my reign. I have more men and more strength to rule the world. Not even Hiromushu can stop me with this power. Any puny army he comes up with is just as good as dead.
"Cows are people, too! Cows are people, too! Cows are people, too!" a mob shouted in front of Daisuke's work place. He hadn't even started his shift yet. He simply held his uniform as he passed all the protesters and entered for another boring day of work.
The protesters had been there for a series of days. A large group of teenagers who had suddenly started to hate the abuse that cows are given: the slaughter house. To Daisuke, he thought it was a way to pass time. Who knew with teenagers anymore? He just wanted to get through another horrible day at work. Week four, and just another seven before he took off for his trip.
When he got dressed and started his work, nobody had stepped inside for the first half hour. That was understandable. But after three hours had passed, not single customer had come through the doors, but more people started to protest. More picket signs, more angry voices, more noise. It had driven Daisuke, Jishi, and Kiyo insane.
"What are we going to do about this?" Daisuke asked Kiyo after wiping down the tables for the eighth time that hour. If you get caught not working, you're not working for the rest of the day.
"I don't know." Kiyo shrugged. "I guess we'll just sit here and talk. There's really nothing we can do about anything at the moment. I mean, we're practically locked in, and they're driving the customers away, or getting the customers to join them."
"They're a bunch of kids at my school." Daisuke said as he looked through the window carefully. He knew every single person who stood out there under the age of eighteen. Daisuke slightly bumped his head against the window in frustration. "Can't they at least let one person in?! I'm dying in here, and I've already used my ten minutes for my break!"
"Well, I guess that's how life is in the real world, huh?" Kiyo said.
"These kids are driving me insane! How the heck am I suppose to work if they're stopping every single customer that tries to walk through?"
"Well, you can't really do anything about it unless you're the manager." Daisuke looked at Kiyo who had simply shrugged his shoulders. "Store policies."
"Great, and Jishi is probably talking on the phone some more. He's completely worthless!"
"Actually, he let himself off early. There was a party he needed to go to tonight, and he needed to leave by four."
"What!?'
"So, it's just you and me here, Sparky."
"You're kidding!"
"Why are you stressing out so much? Calm down, seriously."
"Sorry, it's just that things are really not going the way I'd hope they would today."
"Bad day at school?"
"Tell me about it," Daisuke said in between sighs. "Andrew and Josh are still trying to get their girlfriends back, while Hiru is off somewhere with Deíji doing God-knows-what. Yuki and Ryuku are either getting along like married couple, or biting each other's heads off. Yuri is getting more worried as the time for my leaving comes closer."
Daisuke had told Kiyo everything in his life, minus the Demon Hunting part. Kiyo, whether he totally understood or not, gave Daisuke some advice with any situation that Daisuke came up with, along with the "Big brother" spice in the mix.
"Oh, that's right," Kiyo said. "You're heading off to America in a couple of months, huh?"
"Seven weeks."
"Pretty crazy, Sparky. I can't believe your going out there for some religious stuff. That's some crazy crap there."
"I suppose." Daisuke said, now feeling a lot more calm since he had first walked in. He looked out the window to see the rampaging teens still in their frenzy. He grinned. It was weird how easily Daisuke could change moods. He's be crazed one second, and the slightly happy the next. What was wrong with him was far beyond what Daisuke could think of.
"Well, since it's just the two of us," Daisuke said. "How about you go across the street and get some candy from the liquor store."
"I don't know. Did you salt the fries that we put in?"
"Oh, crap!" Daisuke said, suddenly rushing to the back. He didn't want to ruin something that was so easy to concentrate on, especially today. As he ran into the back, Kiyo grinned at him while feigning disgust.
"You're fired, Sparky!" he shouted with fake anger.
"Again?" Daisuke asked as he popped his head from the back to look at Kiyo in the face.
"No. Still."
"Dang it," Daisuke continued to grin as he snapped his fingers.
"Are you sure we should really go in there?" Yuri said as her, Yuki, and Ryuku walked by the McDonalds on the way home.
"Are you kidding?" Ryuku said. "It looks like he has a full house. He's sure to want to see some familiar faces."
"It looks more like a mob is you ask me." Yuki said.
"Either way, we should go and say hi." Ryuku argued.
"What if he's really working hard. I don't want to bother him." Yuri said, still on the edge about the whole thing. She didn't feel like she should even be there at the moment.
"Oh, c'mon." Yuki said. "Why are you suddenly afraid to see him. A couple of weeks ago, you would have ran in there if it were the three of us. Especially if were the two of us."
"That was then…" Yuri said quietly, no confidence in her voice whatsoever. "I'm not sure what to do anymore. I mean, back then, I wasn't sure if he knew I liked him, and my mission was to get my point across that. But now I'm not sure."
"Do I have to throw you in there?" Yuki asked. "Just walk in and say hello. What can it hurt. The worst is that he won't be able to talk to you since he's busy. It won't be personal."
"I know, but something inside of me says I shouldn't."
"Quite worrying and just go do it." Yuki said, breaking off Ryuku, and pushing Yuri towards the door.
When they tried getting through the crowd, they noticed they weren't in line for food. It was a riot of some sort. Who the heck would put up picket signs in front of McDonald's? It even sounded weird.
"What are you guys doing?" Yuki asked.
"This is one of our protests. We can't believe the cruelty that they treat those poor animals with. We just won't stand for it." One of the teens answered. She looked at the three. "Are you guys come to help?"
"Uh… not really." Yuri admitted. "We came here to see Daisuke."
"Daisuke?" the girl asked, and some other girls in ear shot range had stopped protesting and walked over. "Hiromushu Daisuke?" they asked excitedly.
"Um…Yeah." Yuri said, not quite sure what to say with their enthusiastic attitude.
"Oh my gawd." A group of the girls said. "He's soooo cute!"
"Who?" a boy asked, hearing the girls not protesting.
"Daisuke?"
"Hiromushu?" the boy asked. "Yeah, that kid's cool. He's awesome in soccer."
All of the sudden, the whole group had gone from rioting and striking, to all talking about Daisuke at the same time. Yuri, nor Yuri or Ryuku, knew that Daisuke was this popular at school. Sure, he was a nice guy, and he was great to hang out with, but this was something the three had never even gave a thought about happening.
"So, why are you guys hanging out and striking the store Daisuke works at?" Yuki asked after getting everybody's attention.
"Daisuke works here?" the group asked, the voices scattered.
"Yeah. He's been working here for a couple of weeks."
"Really?"
"Yep…" Yuri joined in. She thought that she could do Daisuke a little favor. "And if you guys really think he's cool, why not support him. He does need the money before he goes to America."
"What do you suggest we do?" somebody asked.
"Is it that hard to think about?" Ryuku asked. "Go get yourself a burger."
The crowd had just thought about the concept, and realized they were hungry after all the striking. One by one, they eventually started to go in. But the kid who had started the strike shook his sign in the air.
"What are you guys doing! I thought you were here to strike!"
"Sorry, dude." A guy said, holding the door open as some of his friends went in. "We just came 'cuz there's nothing else to do around here. Why don't you come and get a burger with us?"
The kid, angered, stormed off on his own. Everybody started to talk at once, or so it sounded like inside. Yuri, Yuki, and Ryuku had stood outside. The couple looked at Yuri.
"Aren't you going to tell Daisuke that you're here?"
"No." Yuri said with a smile. "This will be a little present for him that he doesn't need to know it's from. Call it a late Christmas gift."
"How do you figure this as a present?"
"Now if I told you, it wouldn't be safe from the ears of Daisuke." Yuri said, looking at Ryuku, who grinned at her.
"Sounds like you know me a little too well."
"Let's say I do my homework when I'm not too busy."
And with that, Yuri walked off, and the two had known she went with a smile on her face.