Enjou gazed at me and smiled.

"Hello, Kisshouin-san. I'm a con man."

Gya! He heard me. Zuiran's supposed to be a luxury school, but are the walls thin?

"Gokiden yoh, Enjou-sama. Forgive me for my little joke, not knowing it was you."

"Yes, I was kidding, too, so don't mind me."

We look at each other laughing, hohoho and fufufu.

I was really kidding. I don't think you're shady like a con man, so quit making that archaic smile that I can't read! Not knowing how you're going to take revenge sends chills down my spine!

Enjou, who intimidated me we just a smile asked, "By the way, why was the door locked?"

"Oh, an outsider stepped in, so I decided to lock it."

Oh, that's right.

"Kaburagi-sama, you just decided to set a password, before you opened it, but you opened it for someone who didn't know it, and even didn't even identify themselves." Isn't your consciousness of potential theft too low? Everyone who gets conned will tell you. That they didn't think it could happen to them.

"Password?" Enjou tilted his head, so I told him of Kaburagi's password to limit others from entering. I didn't want to be associated with something so childish, so I tell him of my objection and the use of mail. That's right just send a mail message to the person behind the door. "I am Dolly. I am behind the door." Simple.

"I see. Masaya has always liked those things." Enjou smiled in understanding, and nodded.

"Those things?"

"Hmm? Like passwords and encrypted messages, ever since he was little."

So you're saying he hasn't grown up? I understand.

"So what was the password?"

"'It has been found' 'what' 'eternity' he said."

"Oh, A Season in Hell. Masaya sure likes poetry." The Emperor likes poetry. I know that better than I want to. When Yurie-sama rejected him, he read Heine, empathized with him, and forced it on me. Yes.

Because of the poetry collection that reeked of defeat, my own luck in love plummeted. He seems to have graduated from Heine and moved on to Rimbaud, though. Oh, speaking of Rimbaud….

"Do you enjoy poetry, Enjou-sama?"

"Me? Not really, but I read them sometimes. I've had nights in the fall that I feel like reading them."

"Oh, I see! As expected of Enjou-sama, you have such refined interests. Speaking of autumn, Verlaine is famous, but do you enjoy his poems?" The edges of my mouth inch up in anticipation.

Enjou's eyes narrow suspiciously. "I don't dislike him…"
"Oh, I see. So Enjou-sama likes Verlaine. I see."

Fufufu. I have his words. Kaburagi likes Rimbaud and Verlaine for Enjou. Information that will have indecent girls' imaginations running wild! The immorality! The decadence! The aesthetics! I'll just slip this to Serika-chan and the other. They'll be elated. I'm not saying much. Just that they like a pair of decadent poets. What they others do with that information is up to them.

Kaburagi-sama and Enjou-sama have turned their back on the sun and moon.

The leaders of a large organization need to periodically grant their subordinates pleasure in order to grasp their hearts and minds.

"Kisshouin-san, you're thinking of something awful again." He placed hand on my shoulder sporting a dark smile. Uh… that's heavy…. The silent pressure on my shoulder!

"Of course not. I just thought Enjou-sama sighing in the fall reading Verlaine would be picuresque."

"Really? If it's only my imagination, that's fine."

"Just your imagination. That's right. Kaburagi-sama enjoys Rimbaud, and Enjou-sama enjoys Verlaine. The two of you are the best of friends. I just verified those facts. Nothing more. Nothing."

Ohohoho, I laugh, and fufufu, laughs Enjou. The weight on my shoulders increase.

"Don't spread any unfounded rumors. Otherwise, your parent might really get a phone call like, 'I'm a lawyer, and we demand reparation for your daughter's slander.' Wouldn't that be scary? Like a real con job."

AHH! I can see the smiling con-man being serious! I won't say it! I won't tell anyone!

"Hey, quit fooling around and sit. Let's get to business!" demanded Kaburagi, who had lost patience sitting there.

"Yeah, yeah," obeyed Enjou, sitting across from him. I sit between at the center of the U-shape… My shoulders are sore…

"So what's business?"

"Of course, the plan for my next date." Kaburagi pulled out that stack of magazines. "We'll start by going to eat some okonomiyaki." Oh, he was rather interested in that ever since the ramen.

"I want to go to the one in this photo. They're closed right now, so we'll plan other locations before they open for dinner."

"Huh? You intend to go now?"

"Of course."

Not happening. "The smell of okonomiyaki lingers in clothing and hair, so not in these uniforms. What will you do when my parents find out?"

Kaburagi pouted, but no means no!

"Oh, Kisshouin-san was keeping your eating tour a secret from your parents," smiled Enjou meaningfully. Ugh… the spiteful jerk poking at my weakness.

"Well, yes… They worry about their reputation, and my family is overprotective. There would be trouble if they found out, so both of you need to keep this a secret." I gaze at them strongly and they both agree. "And I wish to correct one thing. I am not interested in eating out. Dietary culture is merely a part of my study of society, part of my fieldwork. Make no mistake. I would not go on an eating tour for my own pleasure." A young maiden with a hobby of an eating tour? I won't accept that. Even if it's the truth. Officially, my hobbies are handicrafts and making snacks.

"Of course, Kisshouin-san is only being studious."

I ignore Enjou's sarcastic agreement and suggest to Kaburagi, still stuck on the okonomiyaki page of the magazine, "If you want to go that much, why don't you go without me?"

"…What day can you go?" he replied. So you're really afraid to go without a guide, Mr. Hyde…

I flip through other magazines on the table. He's picked up more magazines. This is the latest edition. Oh, an aquarium special.

"How about the aquarium? If you enjoyed the museum, the rare fish may interest her, also."

"The aquarium…" Kaburagi shows interest in my suggestion.

"I've been to this one. It was quite nice. There are so many varieties of fish, and it's so large that you could spend an entire day there, but it's a little far. This one is nearby, but it's much smaller. Its design and specialties are quite enjoyable, however. Plenty of cafés are nearby, so it's convenient for lunch or tea after the aquarium visit.

"Ah."

"You're knowledgeable, Kisshouin-san. Do you like aquariums?"

"Yes, I go fairly often. They're popular for dates."

"Oh. So you go alone?"

"Huh?! I do not!" I reject Kaburagi's rude statement immediately. Why does the statement, 'popular for dates' lead to 'you go alone?'!? This jerk completely believes I'm stuck in Alone in Love village! Infuriating! Though I'm its village chief!

Oh, no. If I get mad, they'll think that he hit the mark. Calm down!

I act like I don't care and smile reading the magazine, and murmur, "Oh, how nostalgic. I can recommend this aquarium, also. When we went during the summer, it was crowded, but the polar bear bathing was adorable. And there was a splendid accessory shop nearby. I was presented a cute hair ornament that's still one of my favorites. I would like to go again, if given the opportunity."

I casually said, 'we', to let them know I wasn't alone. I had to include 'given' to imply that he was a man. How's that! Thank you, Imari-sama. That hair ornament is still useful to me in so many ways!

"Polar bear would be nice."

…That's what you focus on? Kaburagi moved next to me, taken by the aquarium. He nudges my shoulder peeking at the magazine… Aren't you too close?

Kaburagi looks at the animals in the magazine complaining about this and that. Okay, you want to see a whale shark. The difference between a stingray and manta ray? I don't know. Aren't we too close? I can feel your body heat…

Attending the Zuiran girls' school unwillingly, I strictly follow the rule, do not sit next to a boy, so once I notice this distance, I can't stop thinking about it.

To maintain some personal space against a man, I slide my chair away. Kaburagi looks at my puzzled. You're too close.

Then he had a look of realization, and stared at me…Huh? What? I was frozen under the gaze of his obsidian eyes. Not realizing my nerves, he continues to stare at me, verifying something. Close. You're too close! I just ate so many almond nougats that I worry about my sebum on my face! I'm jealous of your beautiful skin!

"Kisshouin," he called still gazing at me.

"W, what is it…?" I'm overwhelmed by his powerful gaze. Uh, my heart's thumping so fast… What are you going to say, Kaburagi!

"Kisshouin. Your sitting height is high."

"…Huh?"

…Sitting height? ...Sitting height!? WHAT!?

"HUH!?" You have nothing better to say than my sitting height is high!? "What do you mean by that!?"

"Well, you're at least 20 cm shorter than me, but our eyes are on the same level."

What's that!? You want to say I have short legs?! Oh, he does… Quit measuring me with your thumb and index finger!

High sitting height… High sitting height… I realized it. I already knew. I can tell when I put on pants. That my butt is a little low compared to other girls. That's why I try to always wear skirts. When I wear pants, I put on a long top to hide it. But… He dares to point it out!?

EXPLOSIVE RAGE!

I kick over the chair and stand up. I point at Kaburagi. "Consideration! Common Sense! Delicacy!"

"Huh?"

"The three things that Kaburagi-sama lacks! Consideration! Common Sense! Delicacy! Say it, now! The 3 things you are missing, ram it deep down into that inconsiderate soul! Repeat after me! Consideration! Common Sense! Delicacy!"

Kaburagi stared at my rage dumbfounded.

"That was Masaya's fault. Sorry, Kisshouin-san. Come on, apologize, Masaya." Too late trying to smooth things over, Enjou! "You really shouldn't have measured." Hey! That wasn't the issue! Kaburagi! What happened to saying the words! Consideration! Common Sense! Delicacy! What is it with these guys!

"… Go apprentice under Imari-sama…" I muttered under my breath.

Kaburagi caught it. "Imari-sama? You mean Imari-san of the Momozono family?"

Ugh, he heard. And I was speaking normally from rage. "Yes, that's correct. Momozono Imari-sama, formerly of the Pivoine. He has a thorough understanding of a woman's mind, so perhaps you should learn how you should handle women from him!"

"I should see Imari-san soon at my party…" rubbing his chin.

"Hmm… I wonder about learning from Imari-san…" stated Enjoy worrying for his friend. But under Imari-sama's guidance, even Kaburagi, who lacks consideration, common sense, and delicacy would turn into a gentleman who understands women a little! Kaburagi! Go experience the Casanova village!

Sometime later.

"Impossible… Doing that… Impossible for me…!" Kaburagi was in torment cradling his head with his arms.

What happened, Kaburagi? And what did you do, Imari-sama…?