Before the play began, Kiyoshi Matsumoto entered the auditorium along with the throng of other visitors. He casually made his way to the front row, where his reserved seat, the center one, awaited. A slight furrow creased his brow as his gaze landed on Tsukasa Yamagata, whose seat just happened to be next to his.
"If it's not Kiyoshi-san," Tsukasa grinned at Kiyoshi.
"Sit down and let's watch the play together."
"Why are you here? You have no business with either St. Anne's or St. Peter's Academy."
Tsukasa's grin grew wider.
"Do I have no right to enjoy the festival? Come on, Kiyoshi-san, don't be such a boring person."
"Do enjoy the festival, but keep your claws away from Midori-san," Kiyoshi remarked. "I won't forgive you otherwise."
Tsukasa's smile dimmed for a split second before a mischievous grin spread across his handsome features.
"Speaking about Midori-san, isn't she such an interesting personality?"
"..."
