Takuma glowered at himself when he saw his appearance in the mirror.  No amount of adjusting the suit or his hair had changed the simple fact that with the white suit, he looked more like a host from a host club than an infamous delinquent.  Not that his reputation mattered anymore, not here.  Here he was just a stranger, from some foreign land.  It was novel.  Staring at himself in the mirror, considering the possibilities, Takuma shrugged.  He was more of a fighter than a charmer, and if they had a training ground in this castle then he would establish a reputation there.<br/><br/>Exiting his room, Takuma ignored the student teacher standing outside, instead heading over to Rika's room and knocking on the door.<br/>"Are you ready yet?"<br/>Waiting on a reply, Takuma leaned against the adjacent wall, glancing at the weapon belted on the student teacher's side and snorted before looking away.