[Center][color=a187be]-Daichi Izumi : Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School-[/color]

As the three students gazed at Mitsuko, Daichi went further to examine the fiber of Mitsukos well-being in an attempt to discern how she was processing the concurrent situation. Of course, the purple haired giants facade began fracturing the longer he scanned her face, calculating her next move. This cause the teens face to twitch slightly as the grin began to fade away into an icy stare, prone to having the chance to mold into another emotion on a whim.

Determining the outcome to this predicament was difficult, as there were myriads of conclusions. Daichi continued to wait for a response, feeling that this whole predicament, this whole plan was for naught... and in the end, the turn out was against his favor. Keeping that unidentifiable glare, the teen could only figure that extorting some form of discombobulation appeared to him that it was going to be a lengthy trial. With his patience on the line, Daichi wondered how many excruciatingly caustic days of dealing with her lunacy.

As he plopped down into a familiar chair, his arm crashed onto the desk as Daichi went to work, squinting at Mitsuko. [color=a187be]"... eh, you're no fun,"[/color] Daichi retorted, an audible sigh emanating from him during the middle of his statement. The teen lean forward a bit, overshadowing the desk he was occupying. [color=a187be]"Honestly, you're missing bonding time with a couple of your new colleagues... but whatever, I guess as slightly looked forward to it."[/color]

At this point in time, the lavender haired teen was hiding nothing short of honesty. In short, he did want to see the girl embarrass herself, however once that event was possibly over with, Daichi would hold no qualms traversing the store... possibly. Pondering on attempting to figure a way to hit a sort spot, Daichi studied her longer before shooting out another reply. [color=a187be]"... and by yourself? Geez, why not go with your friends or something? I'm sure they would enjoy that quality time with you."[/color] Daichi had a minor revelation, and held some hope that the cold demeanor and eccentric attitude she held did not frighten off prospective companions...

After all, he would feel some weight on his conscience if he discovered that as the truth... and would feel more over as pure, low down scoundrel. Befriending the girl, only to destroy that reality... that wasn't him... that wasn't even close to the Daichi he remembered himself as.

Shaking his head, the boy stared down at the desk as he became enamored with taking an elongated nap. Maybe he could take a jab at the prospect, if he was possibly right about the girl being lonely, after possibly forming a sound platonic relationship? Tapping his finger on the desk at a rapid pace, the boy was brought back from his mild trance at the report of snacks. The boys eyes ate every word as his head flew up, fixated on Mitsuko. Of course, he wasn't very hungry at the moment, key words moment, and might procure a one not only for him, but Akemi too.

Glancing over, Daichi only pondered on her mothers motives for conjuring up a batch of scrumptious looking brownies... As he measured each one, there was the possibility of fur the making an even greater impression to distract them from a mere facet which gave way to possibly uncovering truths about the president. Cringing a bit after feeling that he came to a resolution which supplemented Daichi with an addition to one of his younger theories.

[color=a187be]"That's quite... [i]sweet[/i] of your mother to prepare such a delectable treat,"[/color] Daichi leisurely said, mentally scolding himself for making an inordinate pun, even rolling his eyes at it. [color=a187be]"... heh, maybe I can bring some cooked Takoyaki with some help from my sister due to her being the superior culinary artist."[/color] As Daichi made the jest, he knew the fact that it was do ninety percent learning with trial and error, and ten percent of actual cooking. It was a horrid struggle to get anything edible out of him, which is why he left cooking to his sibling and father.

Of course, from what he discerned, others were excited by the idea, save for Charles who was prone to disgruntlement rather then unbridled enjoyment. Of course, Daichi eyed the boy, unfazed at his consistent attitude of stay in aloof and "cool." Daichi believed that type of mental structure was going to bar him from a few things. [color=a187be][i]"He's the type of guy who'll never be happy... unless something changes within his mindset."[/i][/color]

Of course, with the food, most people were showing reluctance in grabbing one as a result of attempting politeness... as far as Daichi was concerned. Of course, he found it very peculiar in a few others earlier talks, especially about traversing stores in search of a costume while not including Daichi... which was peculiar since he injected himself into the whole spiel. She seemed to harbor more attention on females, seemingly ignoring the male (Daichi) in this process... and held a questionable blush.

Of course, he might be guessing, but the girl was possibly uncomfortable in the presence of guys and dared not speak or mention them? From all he was concerned that face told him some facts about the girl, but not everything since he simply didn't judge the whole book by its cover... however, body language and tearing apart each word wasn't.Suffice to say, he just went on a possibly incorrect whim that she was like Seiko in that sense of enjoying companionship with other girls.

Heck, he'd ship it... if he was at least correct.

Aside from that, the boy took note of the action, or per say, inaction of his newfound companions as some of them stared at the brownies, particularly the arrival of a girl who received a stapler in a... less desirable fashion. As peculiar as it appeared, the girl did not take the risk of grabbing one or two brownies and snacking on them. It was certainly obvious that she was waiting for something to happen. As he studied the girl, it was apparent that she was possibly trying to be polite, or either avert appearing rude by taking a few... just like the other chick.

At any rate, as he scanned each person and their postponed decisions, Charles, unsurprisingly, took the liberty of being one of the first people to hear up to the table and grab some brownies. From the mere seconds he was standing there, it wasn't hard to tell that he was attempting to procure the lions share of the meal. Sighing, Daichi only wondered if his greediness would ever be quenched as the boy shoved  both of them into his mouth in an impolite manner.

Of course, the girl who loved to get to the punch line was next in her endeavors of procuring food. Praising her mother, the short girl gladly went next after Charles. While doing so, he appeared miffed at the way he acted, honestly surprised at how... violent she was. As some weird display of power, she audibly growled at the boy while baring her teeth. Daichi was not expecting that and was perturbed by such an attitude, even after she asked Mitsuko to give her regards in baking these treats.

Of course, Daichi was probably going to get one for himself and another for his sister. The boy slowly rose from his seat, looking back at the other students before returning his attention to the crowd gathering by the treats. The teen turned over to the table, shoot in his eye up as he title his head to stare at the girl stiffly shuffling by the ice queen herself.

Before he even privileged himself to the chocolaty sweets, he Ben his head in Mitsuko and the other girls direction. Eyeing the blonde girl first, Daichi opted to respond to her to quell that girls sense of waiting. [color=a187be]"You know, you don't need to stand there and wait for everyone to procure a few brownies... even if you're attempting to not appear rude, you won't."[/color] With that sentiment put forth, Daichi gave Mitsuko his attention next to address her mothers kindness. [color=a187be]"Also, could you give your mom my gratitude as it was kind of her to bake some brownies for the group..."[/color]

Exhibiting a patient smile, Daichi turned towards the brownies, analyzing each one as he stepped further before just grabbing two random one. There was no method to this as he glimpsed at one of the delightful treats he took and hit into it... huh... The brownie was really tasty; Akemi would love this one. Turning around to face the president, he gave the girl a smile of approval before walking away, lingering a few feet away from the short girl.

Whether or not they were actually from her mom was out of the question, as Mitsuko could of gone through the grueling work of baking these while hiding her more happy side. This stemmed from the display from earlier as Daichi happily munched away as he leaned on the board He then began eyeing the club leader, as well as everyone else as his eyes dashed around to each person in the room.

[color=a187be][i]"Interesting..."[/i][/color][/center]