When Mitzu entered the area, Tamaki, as per his normal over the top princely way welcomed her, dressed as an emperor. "A new guest! It would please this Tamaki if you would allow you to escort you young miss." He said going for the whole speaking in third person thing, having read that the higher nobles did that in Federal Japan. She placed her hands onto her thighs and bowed gracefully. 
"You are much too kind your highness. How can such a lowly commoner like myself thank you?" She asked shyly looking up at him with a small blush a character having instantly bloomed in her within moments of being inside the federal era themed room. Although it wasn't normal for her to instantly create something out of nothing like this, inside she was actually having a bit of fun. Those that had noticed the moment were actually surprised at how quick the new guest had not only played along with the King of the host club, but had seemed to create a persona.
"Oh yeah, I know her, she's in my class." A random girl said from Tamaki's many collection of fans. "Mitzu Hizuri. She had good roles as a kid and despite her age had big ones as well." She said the other girl gasping in realization.
"I loved her in [I]Cherry Blossoms[/I] it's such a bummer that it canceled so early but she was still so convincing in her role as the bad guy even if she played the princess." Mitzu turned towards the girl a smile on her face making it seem as if the area bloomed a bit with lillies.
"You are much to kind to me miss. It makes me very happy to know that someone likes what I do. Please continue to enjoy my work." She said in a almost pleading manner and they squeal. [U]If I knew just how much fun this would be, I totally would have come here a year ago.[/U] She thought studying the natural Haruhi Fujioka. It was then a light bulb clicked in her head as she studied the genius who actually used her head to get into this school instead of money dressed as an adviser if she had to guess. She had a thoughtful expression on her face for a few moments trying to tie together the facts. She knew that only a few months ago that Haruhi had started being in the host club despite having just been in the background of the school suddenly becoming the host clubs dog, and then being part of the host club herself. So if she had to guess, she would have to say that she somehow got into debt with the host club, by maybe shattering something very expensive, and then had to work as their dog to at first pay it off, and then when found about her subtle beauty was changed into a host and told to host a certain amount of girls and her debt would be paid nodding her head subtly. She hadn't noticed she blurred the conversation as Tamaki was talking, until she heard something completely out of the blue.
"And it would be my pleasure if you sat by me." She blinks at him not at all having heard one word of what he said. Now how to get out of here?
"Please forgive me Your Highness, but I haven't yet completed all of my tasks for the day and I do not think I will be able to concentrate with your beautiful courtesans. Might I just sit with the monk? I think I'll be much suited to relax with such a spiritual man." She said tugging on her hair shyly shifting from foot to foot when he smiles brightly not seeming to mind that he wasn't chosen because of her words.
"But of course my dear, one can find peace with one so quiet. Please enjoy yourself." He said as he went back to his own princesses to host on. She sighs softly looking a bit relieved as she sat on one of the empty chairs where the man dressed in monk clothing sat by himself clacking on a computer. She sat down quietly and picked up her things, much like she said she would and opened up the book thinking about the math questions that she had to do, writing them down on paper not daring to interrupt what the man was doing. She knew him of course, Kyoya Ootori, the third son of Yoshiro Ootori. She figured he was busy and to not bother him with useless prattle scrunching up her nose when she found out that she had no idea what the text was on about which wasn't like her. She usually got things like this very quickly writing though it again, but it seemed to be...missing something that would make it make sense.