Before he returned to the table, Noboru's thoughts turned into a flurry. Why was Akari nice just once? Why did the twins hate him so much? What did he do wrong? What did he do to deserve this? Noboru shook and shuddered, getting angrier and angrier. He wanted to outburst and turn loose. He started to clench and unclench his fists, the veins popping out from his arms. Walking over to the table with a face visibly contorted in rage, Noboru sat down. Noboru replied to Matt trying to sound as nice as he could. "No. I thought I did but I couldn't find anything." Though it was meant as nice as possible, when Noboru said it, it still came as slightly agrresive. He turned and stared at his food, stirring it up.