Rikuto wasn't an early raiser, that's for sure and the fact that his house was so near the school was even better for him. More sleep for him! Still, his peaceful sleep wouldn't last for long. Given the fact that her mother didn't knew to anything else aside from cleaning and making food and that his father had to vent his frustration after losing his money in any other way that wouldn't end with him having several broken bones (His mother was the one who wore the pants on the relationship), there was yet another white haired baby crawling around the house, and boy, was he a real troublemaker. He also worked as Rikuto's alarm clock, by the way. 

"Abba... Gu.... Na...!" Baby talk was all Rikuto heard before something rather heavy fell upon him, knocking the air out of him as it fell right on the sleepy boy's stomach. He rolled off the bed, while holding his hands over where the chubby baby just fell. 

"Godammit! How many times....!" He said before lifting his hand and seeing the digital clock the baby was holding in its chubby hands. It was rather intelligent, for being just a baby. "WHAT!? It's already this late!? That guy will bury me alive if I don't hurry!" Running into his closet, he got out of it already wearing his two star uniform. "I'm out! Take care of the house!" He says to the baby, who waves him goodbye. 

Rikuto started running with all he got and, with the enhancement of his Two Star uniform, he even lifted a dust cloud behind him as he ran. Luckily enough, he arrived at the same time a certain pest was staring down intensly at a No Star. Denzaimonten Tobe. Rikuto was sure that his head was growing as he stared at the pitiful No Star. He decided to do his good deed of the day and he approached the pair. Putting one arm on Tobe's shoulder and the other on the No Star's shoulder, he opened his mouth. 

[CENTER]Rikuto Kugehebara
Gambling Club President[/CENTER]

"Now, now, don't be so hard on the No Star. Plebe have the right to riot, don't they?" He says, looking directly at Tobe's eyes with a half assed smile, and then turning to see the No Star, this time with a mocking smile on his face. "And you... Club No Star? What's that?" Laughing at the thought of it, he continued. "What's its objective? Be, like, pitifully poor?"