Visiting means Sparring
I narrowed my eyes in irritation when I looked outside from one of the windows of the reception room. There were at least a hundred men in black crowding - crowding! - outside the school gate. How dare they crowd the school like that! Though they're still outside...
A blonde head popped out from the sea of black and managed to swim through to an open space - which was the front school yard - followed by a man in glasses.
Cavallone.
Tch.
Ever since the incident which involved some bloody rings and several herbivores crowding in the school, Cavallone had come to visit me regularly with a foolish excuse about tutoring.
I scoffed. Tutoring? I don't need any, thank you very much. But I do enjoy sparring - the blonde's term for me trying to bite him to death - and Cavallone was a good enough opponent.
I saw Cavallone talked and made several gestures, making the crowd smaller with each passing seconds, finally leaving only the man in glasses and he himself.
Kusakabe Tetsuya - one of my subordinates - greets them with a curt nod. They exchanged a few words and I saw the blonde looked up to me, a cheerful smile on his face.
"Kyouya!" He mouthed.
I closed the curtain immediately, feeling my cheeks heat up. Damn him and his smile.
As predicted, Cavallone opened the reception room door a few while later, the smile still visible on his lips.
"Good afternoon, Kyouya! How are you doing?" He greeted.
"I'm doing just fine before you decided to show up." I said, rolling my eyes.
"Oh, that's great!" Apparently Cavallone knew how to interpret my words. "Want to spar?"
I smirked. "Sure."
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