Rinji rubbed the side of his face for a second, despi- te the fact that any injury had been healed instantly. Did he know this girl? She looked farmiliar….wait!
“It’s fine, I heal quickly. Your a friend of Miki’s aren’t you? I think I saw a c- ouple pictures of you two and some guy on her phone once.”
⊰ ♛ ⊱—; Lily had been so occupied by the passing canine’s aggressive barks mere moments before, anxiously carrying on in such a distracted state, that she’d failed to immediately identify a Pureblood despite his overwhelming aura. She knew what he was now, a person who could easily dispatch her without legal consequence . . . yet, he knew Miki? At the very least, the male . . . seemed friendly despite his standing, and he didn’t kill her outright for hitting him.
Thank goodness I didn’t injure him too seriously, she thought. I can’t be making enemies this early in the day, let alone with a Pureblood. Somewhat hesitantly, the blonde responds. ❝ My name is Lily Adelina. Miki Ichijou is the daughter to my mother’s lifelong friend so we more or less grew up together. You know Miki? I’m afraid I haven’t heard of you. ❞
“Ahh, well I know her through my Aunt and Uncle, their good friends with Takuma. Senri and Rima? My brother’s known her longer though. My name is Rinji Kuran-Hanadagi, my brother Tamazine is her usual dance partner.”
He wondered if she would ask why he was on Miki’s phone looking through her pictures, which he really hadn’t been. She walked away with her phone unl- ocked last week during a rehearsal--what kind of fr- iend would he be if he didn’t take a bunch of pictu- res with weird faces for her to find later? He’d been admiring his handy work when he’d come across a picture of Lily and her brother with Miki
