[There's no weight to that response. He's not offended in the slightest at the lack of being mentioned--hell, he was still trying to think of a way to tell his parents. There's really no good Hallmark card for 'I'm dating the richest kid in Inazuma-cho'. If anything, he now has a clearer understanding of what he should and shouldn't mention to the helpstaff, or even more, Shindou's parents should he meet him here.
He's a good friend until Shindou lets them know, and vice versa.]
The way you play...?
[That catches his attention. Shindou's skill at the piano was unmatched, and he often heard it as he walked through the halls of the school, when he would take breaks in the music room, Kirino in tow. He often would catch himself listening, noticing little intricacies in his notes that he didn't notice before. Was it because he had other priorities at the time? Or was he seeing more colours now that his eyes were opened a little wider?
Maybe that's what Shindou's mother was talking about, but then again, Tsurugi's no musician.]
So she can tell just from that...
[But with that being said,something seeps into his brain, rounding the corner of the hall with Shindou as he makes his way down the corridor. It dawns on him at that moment just as his heel made the pivot.
That if this woman he's never met walks in and meets him...they are going to be found out quicker than a rabbit can get to its hole.
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[There's no weight to that response. He's not offended in the slightest at the lack of being mentioned--hell, he was still trying to think of a way to tell his parents. There's really no good Hallmark card for 'I'm dating the richest kid in Inazuma-cho'. If anything, he now has a clearer understanding of what he should and shouldn't mention to the helpstaff, or even more, Shindou's parents should he meet him here.
He's a good friend until Shindou lets them know, and vice versa.]
The way you play...?
[That catches his attention. Shindou's skill at the piano was unmatched, and he often heard it as he walked through the halls of the school, when he would take breaks in the music room, Kirino in tow. He often would catch himself listening, noticing little intricacies in his notes that he didn't notice before. Was it because he had other priorities at the time? Or was he seeing more colours now that his eyes were opened a little wider?
Maybe that's what Shindou's mother was talking about, but then again, Tsurugi's no musician.]
So she can tell just from that...
[But with that being said,something seeps into his brain, rounding the corner of the hall with Shindou as he makes his way down the corridor. It dawns on him at that moment just as his heel made the pivot.
That if this woman he's never met walks in and meets him...they are going to be found out quicker than a rabbit can get to its hole.
They're not all that subtle.]