[center][h1][color=black]T[/color]OTSUKA [color=black]R[/color]YUSEI
[color=black]戸[/color]塚 [color=black]竜[/color]星[/h1][/center]
[hr][right][color=gray]introduce a little pickle juice. upset the established order.
and everything becomes chaos.[/color][/right][hr]

[indent]Ryusei wasn't entirely certain whether or not to be offended; did Ariyoshi [i]really[/i] think he was so dumb as to not see what she was stabbing at? Or did she just enjoy playing dumb to fuck with them? Rather than give the girl the satisfaction of humoring her deck of cards, he simply passed his gaze towards the wall, staring idly as he sipped at his tea. By the time their 'waitress' had excused herself, he had near enough sucked down half the cup, and had more than a few pearls stored in his cheek. His eyes slowly crept their way back to Shiori as he rolled the tapioca balls one by one to the other side of his mouth to chew them, unsure whether or not he enjoyed the sticky sweetness. It seemed as though his companion had gotten a similar idea to himself.

Only her gaze was much more intense. He stared back at the redhead for what felt like an eternity, until it seemed like she was like to burn a hole through his forehead. Did she really want to do this? Of all the dumb shit to fall for, fortune telling cards? Not to mention it would be playing right into the Ariyoshi's hands. He had half a mind to deny her just for the everlasting glare she had decided to level at him. She'd have to learn to ask for the things she wanted, like a big girl. 

Pausing his chewing for only a moment, the teen reached out with a single hand and plucked a card off the top of the deck, laying it face-up before him. He punctuated it with a nonchalant sip, washing down the pearls as his gaze drifted back off to an unimportant section of the restaurant. She was lucky she was cute when she glared. Next time he'd make her ask. [/indent]