~A day ago, AKA Thursday~

Seiichi's POV:

It was three-quarters after 9:00.

PM.

And what am I doing?

Walking into a mobile shop, that's what.

"Hello, can I help you?" The person at the front desk asked. "What do you need to get for your parents?"

Inwardly, I was annoyed at him.

Outwardly, I simply smiled.

"Oh, I'm not here for my parents," I told him, coolly. "I'm here to get a new cell phone and phone plan."

The person raised his eyebrows incredulously. He opened his mouth, then sharply closed it.

"...Very well, here are the phone plan options and what model cell phone are you looking for?"

"iGalaxy, E-edition (A/N: Combo of iPhone 7 and Samsung Galaxy Edge) with the voice over LTE plan," I told him quickly and with a slightly forceful voice.

The person's mouth dropped.

"What phone do you have now?" He couldn't resist asking.

"iSky, Zkia-edition, (A/N: Combo of Nokia 2016 and iPhone 6S) I replied swiftly.

The person was obviously dumbfounded. I raised an eyebrow. He blushed and quickly replied.

"Ah, of course. Er, if you could wait a couple of short minutes..."

I nodded.

"Would you like to keep the same phone number? Or no?"

I shook my head.

"My new one will be 1749865029, please," I told him quickly and filled out the necessary info on the sheet he gave me.

"Um...very well, that would be 203150 yen (A/N: about 2,000 US dollars)..."

As he handed me the carefully prepared package, I proceeded to wipe my credit card. Seeing what my card looks like, the person's eyes diluted.

I blinked slowly.

And I turned around, casually walking out.

I'm glad I wore my green contacts and a blond wig.


~Present Day, AKA Friday~

Ryoma's POV:

Rooming.

It was chosen by a serene calmness I never experienced in Seigaku.

Or...not.

Because Seiichi's death glares were something to be feared and avoided. If one values one's life.

And Sanada-fukubuchou's threats were very...effective.

"Listen up if you don't want 1000 laps around the forest," Sanada said calmly. And bluntly.

Seiichi face-palmed but nonetheless placed a creepy smile on his face.

"Haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii," Seiichi confirmed in an eerie drawl. "So everyone shut up, and use your ears."

Sanada looked at him briefly, before continuing.

"Room partners are the following:

Sora and Ryoma, Room 6

Akaya and Yanagi, Room 5

Marui and Jack, Room 4

Yagyu and Nio, Room 3

and Seiichi and I will be in Room 1 and Room 2."

Akaya looked disappointed but brightened up soon.

"Yay! We're right across the hall from each other!" Akaya told me cheerfully.

Sora gave me a warm smile, and I knew he'll be a wonderful roommate.

"Saa, well, the rest of the afternoon is free time~~" Seiichi said gleefully.

I paled at Akaya and Sora's shared looks.

I'm gonna go to hell...

Seiichi's POV:

I closed the door, and locked it. This was not only the master's bedroom...this room was soundproof.

I grinned at the memory.

My family remodeled this place last year to my liking. Well, actually I did. They just gave me the amount limit. As long as I keep the cost below the limit, and keep the public appearances perfect, they don't question it. Father stopped checking my grades and tennis skills long ago. Because as Mother sees it, as long as I continue to anonymously expand the company into a business empire I did when I was about...14 I think? She wouldn't care. Afterall, you study to have a good job. And if you're already going to be a genius in the business world and inherit millions if not billions...What are grades for? No one would care.

After we won the nationals yet again, that summer I focused on the family business and earned a couple of millions. Which, in my opinion, made me much more vulnerable-due to the severe lack of practice-to the furious Syusuke the next year.

Talking about him, I am now analyzing the screenshot Syusuke gave to me.

Juchiro Iida, 8:56 AM, US, Westpoint (A/N: I made that up); to Japan, Yokohama. Boeing 777. [More Details]

I sighed.

What we have on our hands isn't JUST senseless jealousy. Mix it with ruthlessness and someone with nothing to lose...And you get an unstoppable murderer.

I pondered my options. Syusuke is good as useless to me. Asking someone wanting to murder you for advice/info is a terrible idea. And Keigo won't know anything. Yet. Because he's known to be a rich kid.

I gave a hum.

Sora's always...available, I suppose. But I'm hesitant to let him in the loop. For years, it's always been Syusuke, Keigo and me. We're a trio in the business world. We're friends with benefits, you can say. We know more secrets about each other than siblings.

But Syusuke's been drifting away, I thought to myself with a small frown,and you know exactly why.

And is it just a coincidence that Sora looks exactly like Syusuke...?

Meow...

My head turned sharply to the door.

There were two cats.

I swear I saw two.

One was Karupin.

But I wasn't focused on that.

I was focused on the other one.

It was black. Pitch black. Midnight black. Vanta-black.

I swear it was there.

I swear.

So why, two minutes later, am my seldom frightened eyes looking at Karupin?

Shivers went up my spine.

Meow?That was Karupin.

I shook my head. I must be having hallucinations.

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A/N: Review? Thanks! :)