[NoiselessKnife]

Kei looks at the man as he speaks, feeling kind of uneasy under his gaze but having to relax a bit as he keeps smiling, she is not sure if he’s being nice or just faking it, but she decides to go with the first, it’s better than to go all paranoid. She’s relieved that he doesn’t seem to know the origin of her last name, she was sure they didn’t know it but these kind of people has more resources than her.

She notices the hopeful look that the green eyed girl casts to him when Akane mentions the question, she doesn’t mind, really, she doesn’t care that much, although if this is a simple school she might have trouble to adapt, but if her mentor told her so, well, she will try to do so.

Still, the gray haired kid is not sure that she wants to know that information yet. Nor she’s sure what to think of her companions, although she’s fast to forget her nearly childish grudge earlier on, she’s not fast to hold on a grudge if it is not worth it, she just not that sure what to think of them, maybe that Akane is a bit smug, but that might be just something strange on her, Megan is shy, even more than her, but she knows nothing more so Kei has yet to form a total opinion yet.

The answer that comes amuses her quite much, even making her smile slightly at that, it’s an answer, there’s no denying that, but he keeps all the secret to himself and gives the whole place a whole new mysterious aura to the place, that move remnds her a bit to her mentor, it’s the kind of answer he would give. As the man, Mr Kingston… no, wait, it was… Mr Kengiston! That one, starts walking the icy blue eyed kid hesitates a bit and finally starts following him, her boots not making the same click sound as his shoes but more of a soft “thud” as she tries to keep up with him, not sure if the others are following or not, something metaphorically hitting her as she realizes it, making her hurry up a bit more with him.

“The weekends… sir?” She asks, the weekends are the days she spends with her mentor, at times almost all day, at times being dragged out and kicked home, if the place was opened at weekends then… maybe, and she hoped that was a wrong guess, her mentor would want her here all the weekend.

“It’s only in the afternoon, right, sir?” She asks, not really comfortable with that thought, she’s not sure if the place is what she thinks it is, but she’s ready for everything that might come, still, if it IS what they suspect, then it’s not a neutral one, or so she thinks, it would be mostly a heroic one, for the good ones.

The heroes, they separated her from her mentor, even if he was, what they call, “mean, evil” and such, she feels it a bit of something unfair, she gets the why, she gets the stupid rules, everything, but she has no one else to rely on, she doubts this place would change that so she hopes the places doesn’t fill the time she spends with him. Still, again, she will adapt to it either way, if that what he wants. Maybe the next that would come would surprise her, in more ways than one, if it would change her, however, that was yet to be seen, not that she was inherently evil, she was not, she was rather peaceful, kind of shy too, but had some moral believes that were not often seen, too bad or too practical, it was up to those who saw them to decide that.



She hopes that he will answer her question though, that's mostly the reason she's following him closer and not behind the others, as she usually would.