[h1][color=firebrick]Yuuhei Seiho[/color][/h1]
Saturday Morning - Newspaper Club Room

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It was Yuuhei’s turn to blink several times, the girl’s reaction reminding him of a similar conversation he had been a part of in this very room. [color=firebrick][i]’Heh, is this the view you had back then sempai?’[/i][/color] he mused as an oddly nostalgic grin broke through his attempt at a serious face. It was only there for a moment though, as his usual goofy grin was quick to retake control. But as he sprung to his feet, he adopted a look of faux confusion, raising an eyebrow in the most exaggerated way imaginable and cocking his head slightly to the side.

[color=firebrick]”Of course it’s alright. Why wouldn’t it be?”[/color] Yuuhei asked his new kouhai, scratching his chin in bewilderment. [color=firebrick]”Wait,"[/color] his eyes took on a rather worrisome glint as his mind started to have perhaps a bit too much fun filling in the nonexistent blanks, [color=firebrick]"don’t tell me you are starting to have reservations about joining because you are secretly involved in a fight between good and evil and are actually humanities last hope against those that would destroy us and don’t want to get us-“[/color]

[i][b]THWACK[/b][/i]

For some reason, the sound of a rolled up newspaper hitting a particularly thick skull produced a noise that was actually quite easy on the ears. Unfortunately, the thick skull in question was Yuuhei’s, so it was a sound that he was quite alright with giving up entirely. “Don’t scare off our newest member on her first day,” Saika chastised the blond, slapping the rolled up newspaper against her hand for emphasis. 

“And you,” she said, turning to Natsumi with a softer tone and look, “Welcome to the club. If you have any questions, come to me first. This one,” she rather rudely gestured with a jerk of her head in Yuuhei’s direction, “means well, but is still all too likely to waste your time with his nonsense.”

At that, Yuuhei opened his mouth to defend himself, but closed it after a brief second of silence and hung his head sheepishly. [color=firebrick][i]’Well it’s not like I can say that she’s wrong…’[/i][/color]

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