Their antics

It was the early mornings and two certain reapers were awaken even before Karasuma. But they were not going to Class-E today, they had an errand to do in Tokyo.

Gakushu brushed his teeth as he looked at the mirror with a dazed expression, next to Ikeda who was doing the same who could barely keep himself awake. Both with bed hair that resembled a bird-nest, like Ivan's or Victor's own hair. Ikeda looked like he drank too many shots of vodka.

Rilliane was still in China for her conference on the education system, turns out that she called though the orders yesterday while she was dying in the conference.

"Have you heard? Rilliane was asked out by that Thomas Freeman guy, the Zeus copy during the conference." The light blonde haired male mumbled through his brushing.

"Thomas Freeman? Wasn't he from Gretel's branch? English Branch?" Gakushu asked after he spat out the toothpaste solution and rinsed his mouth with the tap water. He only vaguely remembered of the English reaper from the Management division, the only thing that stands out was that expandable Death Scythe of his that was similar to William T Spears.

One of the few things that he remembered about this reaper who had 50 years of experience is that when he woke up after committing his unforgivable act, he lost all of his human memories. He wouldn't even knew his own name or the circumstances of his death not if for the files from the Retrieval Division.

He washed his toothbrush while Ikeda continued the conversation. "Yeah, that sounds about right.." He only shrugged and began to fix up his bed hair with a comb. "That's what I heard from Gretel."

"Arthur is going away for a few day to the American Branch, orders from the Department."

"So, Tokyo?" Gakushu asked as he placed his glasses on.

"Checking on that girl who made that contract a while back." Ikeda said as he straightened his black tie.

Months ago, there was a girl around the same age as Gakushu who made a contract with a high-ranking demon with the promise of revenge on those who killed her only relative and older brother. It just so happened that she stumbled across his murdered body just as Gakushu left the scene after collecting his soul. It just so happened that she possessed a gift to be able see reapers in their uniform.

A thought here and there and she came to the conclusion that Gakushu was the murderer. In this time of vulnerability, a demon awakened from his hibernation came up to the girl and she was willing to trade away her soul for vengeance. It didn't help that Gakushu was talking to a junior and was eavesdropped by the same girl of how everyone was the same in the Department through their unforgivable sin. Logically she deducted that it was murder.

A battle here and there resulted in the strawberry blonde reaper of nearly four years battling over the skyscrapers of Tokyo and the final battle having the girl slashed Gakushu's chest with a junior death scythe where she learned of the true murder of Gakushu Asano; himself.

The two exited Ikeda's house and made their way to his sport-car.

"You know." Ikeda words broke out from Gakushu's thoughts as he turned on the engine. "That Class-E is weird, but I never thought that having an alien teacher would be so boring. I was having such high hopes!"

Gakushu groaned, his arm leaned on the seat rest and its hand against his cheek. "I gave up on trying to have you act professionally. Even if I played a game of tic-tac-toe here and there in front of the whole class on the first day."

Ikeda softly laughed, " Or listening to music while the teacher blabs on." Gakushu couldn't help but chuckle on that.

"As boring as the classes was, it is very strange to have a teacher like Korosensei. At first my head was spinning with information, about Class-E's secret and the existence of Korosensei. 'Don't think too much about it or you will be in for a painful headache.'" Gakushu explained. "It's weird to see him change colours from yellow to blue, or whatever colour he could. Sometimes I wished I had a normal class."

The light haired man let out a booming laugh. "Not me! Normal classes are boring~" He whined.

"Of course." The strawberry blonde scoffed at the man's antics.

"It be nice if you made friends with your classmates though." Ikeda let out a sigh. "Looks like I have to settle with that Ren guy."

Ikeda paused for a moment for a thought. 'That's right, he was more opened to his emotions in front of me than everyone else, even Rilliane... His thoughts are for everyone but... I can see that he closed off to everyone in that class. Not that I can blame him.'

"Although you opened up with that Kuma guy." The man casually noted.

"Who knows, maybe I connect more with a guy who was suffering under a load of paperwork." Gakushu shrugged and then he let out a yawn. "I'm going to sleep, wake me up when we get there and don't draw on my face."

"I make no promises." Ikeda cheekily said. Gakushu growled but he went to sleep anyway.

Gakushu was more opened with Karasuma since the man came to help him for a small thing, ink in his hands. Karasuma first came and build the foundation of a bridge to Gakushu Asano.

Ikeda sometimes wished that Gakushu made more friends his age as the boy was surrounded himself with adults. Although Gretel has the body of a teenager, her mind was that of an 200 year old. Noct was the same but with 180 years of experience and Iggy has 150 years. Lucia and Ivan has 40 years of experience under their belt. An, Johnny, Mark, Johnny with 20 years. Him and Tae-sik with 10 years.

Maybe in another life, he could had opened more himself to that class. Now Ikeda must focus on Gakushu opening up more to the friends he already has.

'And have the kid talk with Ren again.'

"Morning… Anna." Karasuma greeted the teddy bear that sat on his nightstand with a warm smile as he cutely patted it's head. He stretched out his arms as he rose out of bed, he prepared himself for the day, wearing his suit and neatening his dark hair. He eyed at that hairpin resting beside his bed stool.

He eyed it as if it could move before he let out a sigh. He took the pin and placed it into his suit pocket.

It was too early for most people but never for Karasuma. And besides, the government called him in this morning and he needed to get to school in time for his lesson plan.

Before he went straight to where the government meeting was held, he might as well treat himself for some coffee. Down the shopping district, the teacher who happened to be a government agent passed by a certain café.

"Are you going to make that carrot cake of yours? Because as soon as it hit the shelves, there will be riots." A male with light blonde hair and skin as white as snow commented as he set out the tables and chairs outside of the store.

"It's not that good." A girl whispered back with a maddening blush. She had long silky black hair that was tied in a high mid-tail and its ends curled. It was the same for her fringe as it curled and swayed to the right. Karasuma swore that this person just stolen his heart.

Memories started flashing back and he felt overwhelmed, he rubbed his eyes to make sure that he wasn't hallucinating. 'No, it can't be.'

"See, they can already smell it a mile away." The man pointed to Karasuma who just stood there in front of the café. "I'm just surprised the Strawberry wasn't your first customer now that he can freely eat cake in this town with a disguise." A man with ice blue hair teased as he swept the floors.

"Mark, James! They're not even that good." The girl yelled back to her male workers.

"Good enough that even the infamous picky-eater Noct likes it." Johnny joined in as he wiped the windows. And he ushered the girl to take Karasuma's order.

"Go on, use those hips and seduce him." Mark commented before he received a slap from James while a kick from an angry Johnny. She dressed in the café's uniform. A simple short sleeved collar white shirt, dark grey pen skirt and well-kept leather shoes. She also had an apron tied around her waist.

'Anna?'

"Would you like to come inside? She asked, Karasuma's eyes hovered down to her chest to read her nametag. 'An' it said. She gave him a warm and caring smile that made his heart skip a beat. "I can't have you waiting out here in the cold for your coffee."

"How would you know that I wanted coffee? I could be wanting someone else." Karasuma blurted without even realising what he just said. The realisation kicked in the moment he quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"..." Anna's brown eyes widened.

"..." The three amigos outside had their mouths wide opened and gaped out like fishes.

"OMG, he flirted. He actually flirted. Told you the guys only come here for An and the girls." Mark uttered and he received another hit from James and Johnny. Karasuma knew that his face was warm and red. Even An's face was red that it made Karasuma remind of Karma's crimson hair.

'Why did I say that? Why did I even think of that!?' Karasuma berated himself for saying such to a thing to a person he just met.

An was taken back but she went back to give Karasuma a smile with a blush. "Aren't you a charmer? You will get a discount for that." And she tapped his nose, flirting back, Karasuma wanted to die from such cuteness. Although at he had to admit it, Gakushu Asano was cute to the point of blindness.

He and Ikeda fighting over a slice of cake in the staff-room after school was both hilarious and adorable.

Johnny looked like he was ready to murder someone. Karasuma walked into the café as the door chimed, An made her way around the front counter. She neatened her apron before looking back to the male and flashing a side smile.

"Hey… isn't that the guy from the photo?" Mark whispered to James.

"I think it is." James whispered back. The two ignored an angry Johnny as he angrily swiped the floor.

"Welcome!" A cheery voice, even in the early hours of the morning, called out and it made Karasuma give out a rare smile. "What would you like to order sir~"

"Surprise me." Karasuma said, clearly overwhelmed by the smile.

"Righto." An smiled and she went off to make his surprised drink. The coffee machine hummed as it did its work, she hummed a little tune as she tilted her head from the right and then to the left. It however left Karasuma with nothing to do, so he went and check the selection of pastries in front of him. They all look so appealing.

"Looks like we got another closet sweet-tooth here." An giggled, Karasuma couldn't help but blush. "Don't be ashamed, I think it's cute. They are only just food."

"I know of a boy like you, as much as he acts stern or arrogant, deep down inside he is the biggest cinnamon roll with the biggest sweet tooth I had ever seen." An mused as she described Gakushu Asano.

"So, where do you work? It's not every day that someone comes here this early in the morning." She asked. "They usually go to star-bucks." An couldn't help but have a shudder going down her spine the moment she spoke of that... Name.

"I'm a teacher." Karasuma half-lied, he was a government agent acting as a teacher for Class-E under orders from the government.

"At Kungigaoka junior-high?" An answered. She looked over to the male in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a familiarity for the past. 'So this is the model teacher I have been hearing about in the Department.' She remembered when she returned from one of her shifts with Johnny not too long ago to find photos of the man being passed around.

"How did you know, have you been stalking me?" Karasuma teased, he however was internally screaming of why he was being so casual with a stranger he only just met a few minutes ago.

"What can I say?" An shrugged. "I know things. What class?" She knew the answer already but it was good to keep the conversation going as he waited for his drink.

"E." Karasuma answered, he was unsure how the other would react. The End Class was quite infamous and he didn't want someone who easily judged those kids… Did he just thought 'want'?

"How is it?" An gently smiled, it was a warm smile, there was no smugness nor judgement. "I heard the kids are very lively. Reminds me of my days of highschool almost." She giggled at the end.

"The kids, they're good." Karasuma smiled back.

"You will make a great husband one day." An laughed as she placed the drink on the counter.

Karasuma felt his ears flushed red, he hastily take the drink. An looked up to him with a bit of cheek in her smile, waiting for him to try her surprise drink.

"It's good." Karasuma was surprised, he took another sip, it was a sweet hot chocolate. He was thankful that the drink was hot and it was hiding his growing blush when he looked over to An's smile. Although he couldn't help but feel a glare coming his way from the back.

Before Karasuma could even touch his wallet, An shook her head. "It's on the house. I'm very happy that you enjoy it so much. So your smile will be your bill."

"Thank you for the drink." Karasuma blushed harder.

"Please come back anytime, we will always have a place for here for a very happy customer." An said as she waved. And Karasuma left.

"He forgot his cake…" An wasn't herself today, she was enjoying his company so much that she forgot to give the man his cake. It was something her three male friends took note of and one wasn't happy.

"An~" Ikeda came bursting into the café before plunging forward for An like an overgrown puppy. "Pat me! Pat me!"

"Excited today?" An chucked. he greeted her junior with a gracefully and gentle smile as she patted him like an overgrown puppy. Ikeda whines slightly as he nuzzled in closer in her hand, her fingers cards through his light-hair locks. It was a good thing that Johnny was around to get jealous.

"Yeah, we are going to do a small trip for Tokyo today. Free more the boringness that was Class-E."

"Where's Gakushu?" An looked around and couldn't find the adorable strawberry.

"He's asleep in the car. Oh and I need an order for five cakes."

"They are not taking us seriously." Terasake grumbled, he was practically almost stomping his way to class. "Those Department bastards." He slammed the door out and walked his way to his desk, he slammed his bag onto the table.

"No shit, they think we are a joke." Maehara added as he sat down. "That Ikeda guy slept through the entire class like it was nothing."

Before PE yesterday, Korosensei was curious of how Ikeda managed to sat like a statue, unblinking while his partner, Gakushu sat next to him reading a language book. Today was Italian. He said he finished writing reports in the morning. But when asked about the reports after class, the strawberry blonde bluntly and emotionlessly said he will just copy and past yesterday's reports, there will be no differences today.

A clear taunt from the cold Gakushu.

"Ikeda-san." Korosensei called out, but he got no response. Ikeda said there, seemingly ignoring the alien teacher, unflinching and aso unblinking as well.

"Ikeda-san?" He called out again, and again no response.

Gakushu sighed as he fixed his glasses, without even looking he elbowed at the man's ribs. Hard. Ikeda jolted out in shook and he started to look around the class frantically. "What did I missed?! Shu, I can't see anything!"

"Glasses Ikeda." Gakushu flipped a page as he went back to his book. "Glasses."

"Oh yeah, just give me a sec." Ikeda took off his glasses, and then began to peel of the stickers from his lens. Stickers of his eyes. He promptly wore his glasses once more. "So~ What did I missed?"

"Nothing." Gakushu didn't look back at his senior. "No surprise there. Many some failed attempts of assassination here and there, but nothing much."

"Then why did you wake me up?" Ikeda whined, he leaned over his desk to the side and shook the strawberry blonde back and forth. The class was bewildered by the lack of professionalism. "I only had three hours of sleep here."

"I know, I was there on that meeting." Gakushu curtly said although he sympathized much with Ikeda as much as he hated to admitted. If only he would stop shaking him, the strawberry blonde felt a tick in his eye and the urge to eat some cake.

The two reapers were called in to discuss about the recent activity of Korosensei, the meeting would had taken only an hour but some angelic genius decided to set off an argument with a demon that cause the meeting to last into the night in Kunugigaoka time. The topic of the argument was lost for him. The strawberry blonde swore that he came out of the meeting smelling like coffee. He had a hard time getting his main senior, Rilliane to drink her 50th round of coffee.

"He asked for you."

"Which one? There are a lot of he's in this room." Ikeda playfully jested. Gakushu couldn't help but have the sudden urge to eat cake grew stronger. He couldn't wait to eat that strawberry shortcake he packed for lunch.

"The thing that made me ask you to buy me some sunglasses." Gakushu bluntly said. He flipped another page. Korosensei pointed a tentacle to himself. The strawberry blonde rolled his eyes as he looked back up to the teacher. "Yes, you."

"You mean the insanely bright yellow colour that may or may not burn off your eyes?" Ikeda asked, Korosensei couldn't think but felt a blow to his self-esteem. He quite like this colour thank-you very much!

"I rather not make my eyesight any worse than this." Gakushu growled lowly and he went to turn another page.

Korosensei was sulking in the corner.

"But hey, at least we learned his weakness." Karma smirked as he joined the conversation. "Apparently he has very bad eye vision."

"Yeah, do you really want to go up against Ikeda? He is two times bigger than you!" Rio yelled.

"We dealt with worse." Karma casually mentioned. The surveillance team watching over them snickered with various responses of; 'I call bullshit on that', 'have you not seen Grell's clusterfuck of his paperwork', 'I just got out of the Meeting', or 'I have to go to the Office for my next shift.'

'Go against him when he caught you even having a look at An.'

"I doubt the two can do anything when they were playing Go-Fish during Bitch-sensei's lesson of love." Terasake muttered under his breath.

"It was surreal tho, seeing Gakushu playing that card game of all things." Rio snickered.

The day before, Ikeda and Gakushu were playing with cards as Irina Jelavic, or otherwise known as Bitch-sensei was doing her French lesson. Too bad that Gakushu already knew French, he would had payed attention if it got him through this boring assignment.

'It was going to be a long assignment…' The young reaper thought to himself. There was nothing to do, he knew everything in class and he finished up the reports. This was going to be his routine until school finally finished.

"Got any 2's?" Ikeda asked as he eyed up from his deck of cards.

"Go fish." Gakushu answered boredly and somewhat smirked at Ikeda's defeated look. 'Haha… Sucker.'

"You can leave now, I do not want you to distract the class. Take your game to the staffroom." Irina was tired of the two's attics as she stood in front of them. It was much better on the first day when Gakushu and Ikeda were somewhat recording of their activities. This was just plain insulting. On the other side, in the surveillance room, Ivan and his team were screaming at Irina on their screens, saying that this is the longest that the two were civil.

"Come on!" Ivan cried out. It was his turn to write in the Gakushu Asano diary, this was such a cute moment! Ikeda's ribs hadn't been broke in almost a week the time he had been with Gakushu or any trees, that's a new world record!

"Can't, we have to stay here because of protocol and orders as well. Until break time and afterschool." Gakushu reminded the woman, he didn't turn and look to the blonde teacher, not even a side glance. He only watched Ikeda go to pick up another card from the deck.

"Reports for this class are already finished for today, I rather not watch another boring lesson." Gakushu stated and it only served to make the class angerier. "This is worse than Class A."

Ikeda lightly kicked… Actuality it wasn't really a kick but more of a bump the young reaper's knee. Gakushu slightly looked up to Ikeda who gave him a look that speaks of 'Gretel', to complete the look he placed his cards over his mouth as he wiggled his eyebrows to the boy.

'Don't you fucking dare.' Gakushu death glared at his senior.

"Can't you do it? Just for me?" Irina leaned over and battered her eye-lashes.

Ikeda stopped and turned to Irina-sensei before scanning her. Irina knew herself to be a beautiful young woman. She had fair skin, large light blue eyes, and wavy blond hair. With an ample bust and a curvy physique, her very sensual body that she could utilize to seduce and manipulate her assassination targets in order to achieve her goal. With the way Ikeda was look at her, she could that this to her advantage. She loved her class, of Class-E and she hated how these two outsiders viewed them as a mere fleas.

She won't have it, that Gakushu brat retained some hint of that Class-A attitude. Even if Gakushu was merely indifferent from the start and needed some outlet for his 'temper' just so the whole school wouldn't burn down to the ground from his wrath.

Although Ikeda was doing a very good job of keeping his eyes to her head.

"Meh." Ikeda shrugged, his eyes were dull and with a bored face as he turned back to Gakushu. He made no reaction what would had been common in a man his age as he crossed his legs over the other. "I seen prettier."

The whole class jaws were wide opened. Irina mouth was gaped open like a goldfish. If Karma was drinking his carton of strawberry milk, the spit-take would had been glorious. In there surveillance room, everyone were laughing their asses off. Ivan and Gilbert were laughing the hardest, 'Of course!'

"I fucking called it!" Gilbert hollered, he took off his shirt as he swung it around the dark room.

"Let me guess, it's An." Gakushu said. He couldn't help but think that side of Ikeda was adorable, even if he was stealing his patch of strawberry pudding whenever he gets the chance. "Got any 5's?"

"Damn it." Ikeda muttered under his breath as he passed his card over to the boy. "You know me so well. I should visit her at the cafe at lunch." Ikeda thought out loud to himself and Gakushu sighed.

"You made it very obvious." Gakushu remembered back to the open affections Ikeda held for his main senior. "Very, very obvious."

Ikeda had an odd obsession over his main senior that stemmed back to his beginning years, which still continued to this day. The strawberry blonde knew that the man was head over heels for her, as he was deeply in love. He would say as he rushed to hug his main senior, lifting her up in the air in his arms "Praise me! Praise me!" Or a "Pat me! Pat me!" And he would be like this more often if Johnny was around, ten points if Johnny was jealous and grumpy for the rest of the day at the end of it.

That and because Ikeda has many ways of hugging her, his favourite is when he was at the side of her, his body crouched and lowered as he wrapped his arms around her torso. Pressing his face at the side of her breast. An never seemed to be troubled or even bothered by this, she would smiled back and started to pat him like a puppy. And he relished this.

"And I'm more of a leg person." Ikeda laughed. A man from the German branch with greyish blonde hair working in the surveillance duty wolf-whistled. Good thing that Ikeda or Tae-sik wasn't around to hear that.

'Somebody in the surveillance room just wolf-whistled. Better call in Tae-sik later on, it is definitely Gilbert.' Ikeda's An-senses tells otherwise.

"Ikeda, go to hell." Gakushu spatted, he stomped on the other's feet and then grinded his heel in.

Ikeda made no indication that he was in pain as he brightly smiled to his junior.

"What about that time we found that Ikeda was reading a Hetalia comic during class." Isogai found out one morning that the strawberry blonde male his report and ignoring that his senior snuck in a hetalia book.

"You know, he reminds me a bit of Feli." Ikeda whispered to the boy as he peered over his shoulder. "The pasta and being Italian."

"It's like they don't see Korosensei as a dangerous threat." Isogai carefully noted. He remembered from day one that Gakushu looked uncomfortable at what his partner's behaviour but as the days goes on. He looked as if he just shrugged and accepted his fate. If you can't beat them, join them as the saying went.

Or the time they were playing Snake and Ladders during Korosensei's math lesson. One time Korosensei got annoyed with Ikeda was focusing more on his phone than his lesson, he tried to get the two's attention but they weren't budging with their eyes on their phones. He was Korosensei, he could do almost anything!

That he asked the man to show the whole class what he was watching. The full video the teacher demanded and nobody liked how Ikeda smugly and cheekily smirked, it was worse than Karma's.

Ikeda played the Coconut song, on repeat. Korosensei couldn't do anything as Ikeda's phone case was encased by the same green stuff of anti-Korosensei matter. So the class had to endure the torture of hearing a choir as they sang of how a coconut was not a nut.

"Good thing that I got the ten hour version." Ikeda boasted as he turned on the volume to be even louder and gave everyone the thumbs up. He leaned on his chair, his legs crossed and on top of the table as he went to read his newspaper.

Those in the surveillance room cheered and chanted to turn it on louder. Anything with excitement was welcomed, especially with a class boring as this, at least in the Department's standards. Korosensei's novelty quickly wore off as Gakushu noted. Although he was sometimes internally screaming at the weirdness of the alien teacher… thingy. 'I mean, just look at that colour.'

"Ko-ko-ko nut. The kokonut nut is a giant nut, if you eat too much, you will get very fat. Very fat~"

As Ikeda went through his morning paper, humming along with the catchy toon as the class suffered, they noticed that Gakushu wasn't bothered by this, he didn't dent an eyeball as he read through his report. That was when they noticed the earphones in his little ears, they were also green.

He knew.

After being around Ikeda, otherwise known as the pudding thief, of course he would know of the man's antics. At least for this week he wasn't suffering from his bad jokes and puns. The one time Ikeda gave him a bad joke, the man had a soda can to the face.

'Damn, you are good Gakushu Asano.' Karma smirked at the boy's pre-planning.

"Now the kokonut-nut is a big-big nut but this delicious nut… it's not a nut!"

"It's a koko fruit, it's a koko fruit, of the koko tree, of the koko tree… from the koko-palm family!"

As Gakushu listened to a song of his free choice, the class quickly fled the room when the recess bell came. The surveillance room cheered and laughed at the hilarity before being yelled at a passing William T. Spears to get back to work.

His eyes were bulging out when he saw that Ikeda wasn't doing their job professionally until he got the memo.

Korosensei was no threat, making the their jobs as representatives nothing more than babysitting a class of teenagers who were receiving assassination training. It has the classification similar to 'the Meeting' meaning nobody was going to take them seriously.

A waste of the two's talent and the surveillance's time, if you asked him.

"Actually, I think the only times they were taking their jobs seriously was when Karasuma-sensei was doing a class. They aren't as disruptive as when they were in Korosensei's and Irina's." Isogai took notice on the pattern. "That could be because Ikeda is his assistant teacher."

"Ikeda does nothing, he just sits around reading his paper or on his phone."

"Weird." Rio worded.

"And even then, they knocked him out yesterday." Itona added.

"But you have to admit, they took down Karasuma-sensei." Maehara pointed out the obvious. "Karasuma-sensei. Even if it was an accident."

"I hope he is doing okay..." Kayano muttered to herself and spoke for everyone's concern for their stern teacher.

"What do you think Nagisa?" Karma turned to their blue-haired friend.

"Eh?"

"What do you think of the Department?" Karma asked and Nagisa felt the stares of his friends.

"They definitely don't take us seriously." Nagisa somewhat agreed with the notion that was shared in his fellow Class-E students, however. "But I can't help but agree from Gakushu's point of view."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know." Nagisa couldn't explain it but "If Gakushu could somehow join the GRD then maybe we are the less of his worries. It is very hard to described, its like he had see something."

"I agree." Karasuma spoke out as he entered the room. "Gakushu Asano joined the Department when he was ten, and now I could see that he was holding back. Especially during the Sports Festival."

"Karasuma-sensei, why do you let them dick around?" Karma blurted without care. Not that he was complaining too much, Ikeda was just to funny and amusing, how could he to not watch.

"It is as Nagisa said, it's Gakushu Asano's eyes." Karasuma reminded the students as he tapped to his temple. "There are eyes that has seen death, the cruelties of humanity but when Ikeda is around him and messes about, some of that light comes back and I forget that he was an adult in a child's body."

Meanwhile in the surveillance room, Ivan and his team was crying and praising for the man that was Karasuma. Gilbert blew into a napkin as he sobbed, "He feels so motherly! So understanding! Just like An!"

Ivan was calling Antonio through the phone, "If you ever see a man named Karasuma- Yeah that guy! Give him all the discounts and free stuff we can, I will send you the video!"

"But Irina is the same too right? She has seen death when she was a kid?" Kayano noted.

"Yes but I think it would be a good thing to give Gakushu some sense of a childhood. If the Department allows it through Ikeda then so be it." Karasuma walked over to the front.

"Oh and you are wrong about one thing about Ikeda." He somewhat smiled.

"He helps me with the paperwork."