Mori places a small kiss onto the forehead of Ashoka and glared at the girls. If not the Dark King and the second most feared family heir wouldn't make them afraid, he being a master at his art of combat would.
"I suppose we could tell him, but would that be fair? After all, we [i]did[/i] seem to have everything in order." Mitzu tilts her head as if considering the option. "Then again we could make him squirm with the threat that we could tell the headmaster. Have him owe us a favor." She added to her idea caressing Kyoya's jaw. "What do you think?"