Hmm... I thought she said she was going away for some time. But then what's she doing back here? Hajime wondered, his gaze narrowing just before it settled on the silver-plated armor.
What's the armorfor? He continued before a disturbing thought closed his mind. Oh no... More training. But why? There was an unsettling look etched all over his face.
Kiku glanced at Hajime's face, one of her brows raising with confusion. She had no idea what he was thinking. But then it hit her. Hajime's eyes were fixed on her chest area instead of looking at her face or away as usual.
"Mmn?!" She muttered, quickly turning away from him and facing a stack of books perched on top of a wooden western-style chair, with a little mix of elements from British-style chairs.
