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[color=firebrick][b]"Fill my eyes~♪ with that double vision~♪"[/b][/color][/center]

Contrary to Suki's paranoia, Kiyo hadn't really pieced anything together—until now—and only that she was hiding something, but so was most of the club. [color=firebrick][b][i]I wonder if I hit the nail on the head, or struck a nerve.[/i][/b][/color] It was also technically possible that she really did suddenly need to urgently use the restroom, she supposed. Whatever she ate when no one else was looking couldn't be much better than what she was willing to eat while Kiyo was watching. [color=firebrick][b]"Kay."[/b][/color] She shrugged and went on without her, rather than following or standing guard outside. Really—whatever it was, it was none of her business.

The novelty of an unusually good day was starting to wear off, giving way to Kiyo's usual boredom. Her first thought upon Suki's return was that she could at least rule out that she had been crying, thankfully. She was back on her phone again, and her scrolling abruptly stopped at Suki's question. She went silent for a moment, as if contemplating the possibility that she might be speaking in code. [color=firebrick][b]"It's an underappreciated skill, but no. I'm too busy with—club work."[/b][/color] The pause before her excuse was almost imperceptible.