Kinjo looked at the tray. Oni were indeed demons. That is the japanese name for demons. "I am still not understanding the equivalent of the American level to the Japanese level for education. By Japanese level I am a sophmore or junior. Yet in America I am a senior. It is odd." He said simply. "Well I'd be your friend if you would like it." He said with a smile. Blinking and blushed faintly as Jason spoke. "I do not see how that will make the girls jealous. Such things are not unheard of in Japan. America is strange." he said with a smile. Nodding his head a bit. He looked at the guy. "Sure and a friend perhaps?" He asked a bit hopefully. He took his tray and dumped it. Coming back to sit across from Jason. "It is nice to know someone now." he whispered. For some reason the idea of walking to classes with Jason was exciting and positive. He liked that a lot. He looked at his fingernails which were perfect and well cared for. He wondered why it would make the girls jealous that they were walking to class together. The bell rang indicating the next class period would begin in just a few minutes. "Suppose it is time to go to the last class." He said more to himself than to Jason. He stood up and smoothed out his Japanese kimono. He ran a hand through a strand of hair that had fallen over his shoulder in an attractive way. Brushing it back behind him. When he got to know Jason better he'd offer to show him Soria, his huge white tigeress.