<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/INx2ZXH.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tatsuo Yato<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the indoor pool<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 2, Lunch Break<br/><strong>With:</strong>Natsuki, Aoi, Misato (NPC), Nao, Ryuu, Rei<br/><br/><strong>"I see. Some other time then."</strong>Tatsuo shrugged his shoulders lightly and accepted the turn down without much of a fuss. A moment later, though, he did playfully add,<strong>"Though I'm curious to see how cute you look in normal clothing, though."</strong>with a wink. The part about the institution confiscating and potentially selling off everything she owned was more than a bit disconcerting, as he had never encountered such an extreme measure himself, but he had the mind not to press her on the matter. They were barely acquaintances as it was right now and if she wanted to talk about it, he was sure she'd talk about it. She did not strike him as one to keep everything bottled up and to herself.<br/><br/>By the time the second song of the teenage boy band ended a little over half of Tatsuo's lunch had vanished into his mouth. He clapped lightly when his friend asked how they had performed, though it was a bit awkward with a pair of chopsticks nestled between his fingers. When Aoi huffed (and puffed) his cheeks the dark haired youth nearly lost it, but he managed to keep himself from laughing and instead grinned playfully.<strong>"Aw, but it's fun!"</strong><br/><br/>It was fun to push Aoi's buttons like this, but Tatsuo knew when it was time to lay off.<strong>"But anyways, I think you guys are about ready to melt some girls' hearts in this school from here on out. Think you'll play at the cultural festival?"</strong>He paused a moment, reviewing his own words, then shrugged again.<strong>"If this school has one, of course."</strong>