Sipping green tea from a traditional tea cup, was Ren. It seemed as if he had blended in with the tea party, like there was nothing wrong with the scene of a tea party at the rooftop of a school. In contrast to the surprised reaction of the younger male, his features remained solemn as he parted his lips away from the tea cup to speak. [color=royalblue]"I see... An opportunity to learn one's family members to promote cooperation among them. ....Are we to provide our own needs? Or perhaps...,"[/color] he trailed off and paused. Azure orbs which were once shut open themselves as he continued, [color=royalblue]"We collect them ourselves as we set up camp?"[/color] If this were a camping trip affiliated with mafia training, it would not come off as a surprise if the monk's response was the latter.

The butler who serves the Kanesada family approached the group with the young heir's order, boxes of Japanese sweets, such as red bean paste mochi, castella, and youkan, on his hands. They were placed atop the tea party table as he bowed and left their side. Ren, who enjoyed traditional Japanese things, picked up a plate of castella and forked a piece to put it in his mouth. The scenery of a western mixed Japanese tea party on a school rooftop was quite silly.