"Mori!" The host club appeared at the scene just in time to see the stoic host down.

"Takashi!" A distressed Honey ran up to his cousin who knelt in defeat while clutching his injured arm. "Takashi…" With wide teary eyes he drew his face closer to his cousin. "You okay?"

In response Mori smiled as he tousled Honey's hair.

The audience awed at the heart warming interaction between cousins while the host club began crowding around the two missed members.

"You sure you're okay Mori-senpai?"

Just like Honey he did the same ministrations to Haruhi in response to the question. They were the only two people that Mori showed any actions of affection towards.

"…." Something caught the phlegmatic host's eye.

A red cloaked figure in ragged battered cloth stepped around the onlookers of the match by walking on the balls of their feet to silence their footsteps. They made sure to move slowly while stop periodically to check their surroundings. With such stealth radiated the feeling they didn't want to be noticed by anybody. It was a wonder why no one noticed else notice this red cloaked figure.

This speculation made him smile.

"…."


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