Moro placed Shima in her desk looking at Haruhi and nods. He took a piece of paper and wrote a number, his, on a piece of paper. He gave it to Shima and gave her a look that said, 'call me when this is over. I will help you get to your classes' and walked out of the class leaving the butler to look after the young miss standing in the background being of no nuisance.

Mitzu checked her phone reading the information on there. Coming from a high acting network, she could have anyone do anything for her but she had a friend, the one she hinted at to Kyoya who was absurdly good with computers and could send her any information about anyone she pleased at any time. She grins and let's an evil chuckle escape her lips. Perfect. Just what she needed to get Kyoya's father to agree to his staying at her place. The students shiver. God have mercy on the soul whose laugh that was based on. For she would have none.