Yuuto looked up from the paper he had been working on. Lately, managing his studies had become a bit more difficult, which was expected, given the circumstances, so he had to use these free gaps in time efficiently. As much importance as he put on his role as an [i]onmyoji[/i], he also had another role to play, that of a student, and he was loathe to under-perform in either.

"Welcome back, president. Have you kidnapped another member to your glorious cause?" he asked jokingly. Or perhaps it was half-jokingly? He held high regard for Suzuki, he really did, but he wouldn't put it past her to resort to, um, less than savory means to cajole others into joining their little club. It was just her personality.

Speaking of her victims, he smiled and thanked Asahi as she set down a teacup in front of him. He wasn't aware exactly [i]what[/i] Suzuki did to convince her - who was already quite busy as the class president - to sign in with them, but the [i]kitsune[/i] was not nearly as subtle with her thoughts on the matter as she thought she was.

Case in point, that smile. 

Yuuto sipped his tea. She really was quite good at this.