[ Mitsuru had taken the manila folder, read it as diligently as expected of her - nobody would expect anything less from her. It doesn't matter that she feels hollow on the inside, appearances must be maintained. The hurried apologies of the scientists around her might as well fall on deaf ears, although she politely acknowledges them all the same. She is the head of the Kirijo Group now, she must conduct herself with proper decorum, although her inner self feels broken.
Kaito Nagano is indeed a name that is familiar to her; a third year like herself, president of Gekkoukan's Botany Club... also someone who has always seemed to have held an abject dislike for her, for no reason that she was able to place. Now though, reading this file, it's becoming all too clear why he's only ever greeted her with an extremely frosty reception at best.
It's no different when Mitsuru enters the boy's room... if one could call said room that. A cell definitely felt more to what it actually is. Every fibre of his being seems to exude one thing when it comes to her: hatred. She's no stranger to being a polarising figure, everything about her; her family's status, her wealth, her influence... let's just say it has never always brought out a positive reaction in people. But this... this is an abject dislike of her in the extreme.
She's careful not to let any kind of disconcerted feelings on this matter show on her face. The scientists seem afraid of him, this boy, another one of that man's experiments... and wasn't it already going to be hard enough to leave that monster's legacy behind? Now, here she is, face to face with yet another remnant of it.
Yes, the others are definitely afraid of him, it's written all over their face, but Mitsuru... no, she isn't afraid of him. Even with the way he looks at her as he addresses them, as if he's barely containing himself from springing upon her. No, all she feels is... remorse, pity even, perhaps? Nagano might have become Ikutsuki's project, but what had become of his family and in turn him... well, the fault of that lies with her family's legacy. There is no escaping that fact, compounded when he uses the term enemy.
One thing is for certain, no matter how much he might hate her, he's not going to be staying here anymore. Her tone is cool as she addresses him, not hostile, just careful not to betray anything that she's feeling right now, in this moment. ]
All of your family's medical expenses will continue to be handled by the Kirijo Group, of that I can assure you.
Additionally, you will no longer be staying here - instead, you'll be accompanying me to the Iwatodai dormitory upon my return. We will make arrangements to have your belongings moved there accordingly.
[ She casts her eyes around the assembled group of scientists, as if daring them to show some kind of objection. They don't. Though some of their expressions might convey mixed feelings on the matter. ]
indeed they must c:
Kaito Nagano is indeed a name that is familiar to her; a third year like herself, president of Gekkoukan's Botany Club... also someone who has always seemed to have held an abject dislike for her, for no reason that she was able to place. Now though, reading this file, it's becoming all too clear why he's only ever greeted her with an extremely frosty reception at best.
It's no different when Mitsuru enters the boy's room... if one could call said room that. A cell definitely felt more to what it actually is. Every fibre of his being seems to exude one thing when it comes to her: hatred. She's no stranger to being a polarising figure, everything about her; her family's status, her wealth, her influence... let's just say it has never always brought out a positive reaction in people. But this... this is an abject dislike of her in the extreme.
She's careful not to let any kind of disconcerted feelings on this matter show on her face. The scientists seem afraid of him, this boy, another one of that man's experiments... and wasn't it already going to be hard enough to leave that monster's legacy behind? Now, here she is, face to face with yet another remnant of it.
Yes, the others are definitely afraid of him, it's written all over their face, but Mitsuru... no, she isn't afraid of him. Even with the way he looks at her as he addresses them, as if he's barely containing himself from springing upon her. No, all she feels is... remorse, pity even, perhaps? Nagano might have become Ikutsuki's project, but what had become of his family and in turn him... well, the fault of that lies with her family's legacy. There is no escaping that fact, compounded when he uses the term enemy.
One thing is for certain, no matter how much he might hate her, he's not going to be staying here anymore. Her tone is cool as she addresses him, not hostile, just careful not to betray anything that she's feeling right now, in this moment. ]
All of your family's medical expenses will continue to be handled by the Kirijo Group, of that I can assure you.
Additionally, you will no longer be staying here - instead, you'll be accompanying me to the Iwatodai dormitory upon my return. We will make arrangements to have your belongings moved there accordingly.
[ She casts her eyes around the assembled group of scientists, as if daring them to show some kind of objection. They don't. Though some of their expressions might convey mixed feelings on the matter. ]