“What a surprise, it’s Souma-kyun!”
Eyes wearily watched the second year’s hand for a moment before Kaoru followed his greeting with a lighthearted shrug.
“Don’t go pulling that sword out again. I keep telling you, it’s dangerous! But at the risk of you doing it anyway, was there a club meeting today? I didn’t see it in my schedule, really, really! I suppose I can stop by if it’ll keep me from being sliced up.”
“I wish you would take my name more seriously.”
His thumb was ready, nearly twitch in anticipation to draw his blade as he listened to the other speak. “It answers only to those who are dishonest, and I believe I stand before someone who fits under that category.” His brow twitched. “If you cannot keep track of our meetings, then I suggest you keep a calendar and mark important dates. But yes, we indeed do have a meeting today and I will not have you keep Buchou-dono waiting.”
