The trudge to the clubroom was just a bit slower for Yuri after school the next day. No surprise, she couldn't exactly pay attention in class – but that went without saying.

Opening the doors, everybody already sat in the lounge, thinking over all the pieces they'd seen yesterday. Without thinking, Yuri's body took over and she sat in her seat at the table.

Yukan Club looked at her as they had Bido – shock and a speechlessness that rivaled the dumb. Yuri didn't notice them. Her eyes were trained on the center of the surface where Bido's body – Bido's model's body – had lay.

"Yuri..." Karen had stood and placed a hand on her friend's shoulder. The tomboy looked up, finally shaken out of her trance. "Are you okay?"

"Bido's Alive!"

Was what Yuri wanted to say. She opened her mouth and the cartoon of her scrambling to get the words out of her mouth flashed past her mind. She made a promise. This was Bido's secret.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a little...overwhelmed, I guess." Yuri said, standing and walking into the lounge. Yukan watched her with wary looks but spoke not. "So, do we have a plan?"

"Miroku's going to ask around in his connection for anyone who has a grudge against the Granmaries. The rest of us are going to personally investigate. Exes, restaurant managers, house staff – see if they have anything against them or know anybody who would."

They could really hurt you. If there was too much talk of Bido, the likeliness of him being found..."No!" Yuri said suddenly. The four looked at her. A million things ran through her mind. "Uh...I mean...we don't know who we're up against. They may have people everywhere. If we talk about him too much, they might cause trouble for Granmarie no Goshujin and Okusan."

"So what do you supposed we do?" Seishiro asked from his seat, eyebrows raised.

Yuri fiddled with her nails between her teeth. "Uh...well...we can still go with Miroku's plan. And talk in private with people we already can trust."

"Maybe we can ask Peru-san again. Maybe Bido had a fight with someone." Karen eagerly added.

Peru...was she another possible target? Yuri pulled a face. She made a mental note to ask the Latina.

"Yuri...what are you making that face for?" Miroku muttered over his lollipop.

"Huh? Oh...no reason. Sorry." She sat straighter in her seat. In keeping a secret, she never realized how in control she'd have to be. Miroku raised an eyebrow and mae his own mental note.

"So...how will we do this? Miroku, you stay here with your contacts. Karen and Noriko, you know the places Bido frequented most – dates and what not. Yuri and I will try the campus again." The members nodded and split into their orders.

In Seishiro's car, the air was thick enough to be edible. Yuri constantly stole glances to Seishiro. The tensai stared at the passing scenary, the same empty look in his eyes since yesterday. She pursed her lips – just what was it that made it harder for Seishiro?

It couldn't be...Seishiro knew?

"Seishiro...what will we do after we find the killer?"

Seishiro blinked and Yuri saw the first emotion in a while in his eyes – sadness. Unbearable sadness, more than one person should bear. "Hopefully...we can all move on."

It didn't sound like he knew. Yuri turned out the window. "I just wish we didn't have to."

Seishiro looked down at his lap. "Yeah. Me too." Yuri looked at him. His fingers massaged his wrists. No, Seishiro definitley didn't know. So what was it that was bothering him?

They stepped out and immediately started running. The on-campus restaurant had smoke billowing from the hole in its bamboo roof. Students rushed back and forth, trying to salvage the less damaged items.

Her pale tan skin made Peru an easy point out. "What happened here?" Seishiro asked.

Peru lifted a table and leaned against it. "Yukan Club again, right?" She sighed. "We were attacked. These black cloaked...culos came and started to assault some of the students. Speaking of which, you're a doctor, correct?" She pointed to Seishiro, who nodded. She pointed towards the igger building. "Some of the students are injured in there, We called a doctor, but he hasn't arrived yet. Can you substitute?" Once again, the smart boy nodded. He left Yuri with a grip on her arm and hurried inside.

"Come here; you can help me." Peru lead the way inside. "So, are you here to accuse me again? Even after all this?"

"No." Yuri grabbed a bar stool and stood it up. Beside her, Peru did the same. "We were hoping you could help us find at who might have wanted to hurt Bido."

Peru laughed sarcastically. "Let me guess – ex-girlfriend?"

Yuri blushed. "No...just a friend." She grabbed one edge of a table and Peru grabbed the others. They counted to three together and stood it on their legs. "Do...do you know what these people could've wanted? Why they would attack? Do you know what they looked like?"

Peru walked away into the smoke. Yuri followed, hesitating to cover her mouth. "You, Yukan Club, ask mucho questions." Yuri looked at the ground. "I don't know the details. I came to help. And I don't advise you to ask those injured either. Not now. We have a security center not far away. I'll to to get you the tape." She pushed in a chair and kicked another. They watched it fall to ash. "Did you talk to his parents?"

Yuri nodded. Looking around, she quickly located the broom and dustpan. Thrusting the pan to the other girl she swept. "His father left for Sweden a while ago and his mother was leaving the other day."

"And you're absolutely sure they are not suspects?" Yuri froze and glared down at Peru. She looked ashamed and Yuri was glad she had the decency to do so. "Sorry. Too many stories, I guess."

"Yuri!" The gorger looked at the entrance. Seishiro was calling. Peru dumped the waste in a bin outside and Yuri stood beside her friend.

If Seishiro seemed tired before, he was completely drained now. The callouses on his shaking hands had popped, making them stand out even more. Yuri held them in her own and Seishiro let her. "Seishiro..."

"Every single injury...I thought about Bido. I couldn't stop. I just started thinking about finding him in the clubroom."

"Come on. I'll take you home and call everyone." Yuri looked over at Peru and the Latina nodded at her. She turned them around and walked down the walkway to his car.

"Yuri...I wish Bido was still alive." Seishiro said in the smallest voice, the most vulnerable, Yuri had ever heard from him.

Yuri stared out of the window. "Yeah. Me too."