Mikoshiba Seijuro

He reminded himself that he had to keep up the mask in front of the general masses. Once the three of them had retreated, he was allowed to let it down.

"Seijuurou," he said flatly. "Keep them busy. I won’t be long."

He led his sister into a room off the hall where they would be able to eat in peace, and he waited for Nitori to return.

Despite his fairly kind and youthful disposition, Aiichirou’s tolerance for disappointment was notoriously low and his abilities with the straight razor were infamous. The younger brothers of their group were nearly as afraid of him as they were of Rin. Smiling pleasantly, he had the underling help him balance both trays and open the door for him.

     She took a sip of water and sighed, “they’re angry, for the most part. People are demanding that we do something to avenge him. They’ve been asking where you’ve been the past few days, too.”

When he was done with his calls, he made his way back to the group. He decided to be the one that made sure things wouldn't get out of hand. He was hoping they wouldn't but he had to keep his guard up. It didn't hurt, and better safe than sorry.

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Gou, trying to control herself, took a big sigh.

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The boy let out a yawn, but smiled slightly at the other. “I’m sure, No worries,” he insisted.

"I can't really argue with that now can I?" Seijuro smirked, sitting on the bed. "You gonna wake up any during this?"