The piano room went silent again. True enough, Seiran's confession is way beyond Bridgette's expectations, but someone watching the whole scene?
They both jumped off their feet when they realised Onimura sensei's presence interferes with their romantic moment. Bridgette faced the smirking head teacher with her eyes all wide whilst Seiran still have his hands on her face. He gave Onimura sensei a you-ruined-my-moment look while the teacher just shrugged.
"When do you plan to snap out of shock, Tsukishiro?" he asked, throwing them a daunting look. "So this is what you two do when no one's around, hmm?"
Bridgette quickly and violently shook her head off with Seiran's hand still glued on her face. "N-n-no. Y-y-you've g-got it wrong!" she's stammering her words in denial of the teacher's claim who just raised his eyebrow. "You enjoy the pose though." he said. She went blank until she realised that Seiran's hands still cup her face so she immediately pull off and try to distance herself from him. Seiran grabbed her hand and locked his fingers in it, pulling her back to him. She could see Onimura sensei rolling his eyes at them.
"I was about to ask her to date me, but you ruined my moment," Seiran said. His hand kept squishing on Bridgette's hand, making her face glow bright pink. Onimura sensei rolled his eyes on them again before speaking. "Don't date that timid jerk. He's good for nothing."
"Are you talking about yourself? Geez, find yourself a girlfriend so you won't be acting so cold." Seiran laughed at him then hugged Bridgette from behind, resting his chin on her head. "You're such a tsundere."
"Look who's talking," Bridgette and Onimura sensei answered in unison. He snickered at their comment. "I'm not a tsundere! I'm just... reserved. Unlike you who didn't got any hugs when you're a kid."
"Oi, I'm well-loved by my family!"
"Uhm, so you two gonna argue about who's tsundere and who's not?" Bridgette snapped in annoyance. "Why are you even here, Sensei?"
Onimura looked at her with absolute zero coldness as if he's throwing icy daggers at her. "Why are you here, Tsukishiro?"
"Because..." Oh, he told me to wait here. Damn!
"Seriously Tsukishiro, I've never imagined to find you here making out with a moron."
"We're not making out!" she defended.
"Well, we could've made out if you didn't arrived though." Seiran lazily answered, earning him a big what?! and a nudge to the ribs from her. She's trying to free herself from him but then again his Clive Christian refused her to do so.
"I thought you were opt to go out with someone of your status level. Say for example," he looked maliciously at Bridgette. "A Kisaragi."
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"You old freakin' animal how dare you not contact me for a month?!" Seiichi was so enraged when he finally got connected with Eikichi Kisaragi via Skype. The old Kisaragi wasn't really fond of technologies, unlike Seiichi who's been bragging his brand new Apple Watch to him.
"Shut up idiot! I'm a busy person!" he yelled back to him. "Otousama, you need not to shout at Mizuki sama!" Mai commented as she sipped tea from across the table. Eikichi looked up to her. "This holy fag yelled at me first!"
"Mum, that's how friends are supposed to be, ne, Pops?" Heiji said. Eikichi vigorously nodded at him in agreement, making Mai pout.
A loud squeak of "Maaaaaaaai!" came out of Eikichi's iPad and it made her rush to his side. "Fujiko chaaaaaan!"
The two old man both looked at their daughters-in-law who began chatting, making them out of place. Eikichi pushed Mai away, same as Seiichi with Fujiko, claiming it's their moment and they can just open their own gadgets to talk.
"Come to think about it," Seiichi started. "Fujiko chan and Mai chan knew each other, but their children doesn't, no?"
"You mean, Yui and Heiji not knowing your boys?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, I know Seijuro!" Heiji butted in, placing his face in front of the camera. "What's up Sei jiichan?"
Seiichi laughed when he saw Heiji's face. "Holy mother! Eikichi, you managed to make a younger version here, huh!" Eikichi made a big grin. He's quite proud of his child and his children. "What would you expect from me? It's in the genes."
"Going back, so your little Yui, does she know my boy Seiran?" Seiichi asked. It took Eikichi a minute before he answered no. He was fairly sure that the two had already met, but wasn't really familiar with each other. "Let me guess, you wanna suggest an interview?"
Usually, rich families pair their debutantes to the heirs of another rich family, hoping for a fixed marriage. Though the Big Four don't really practise this, it won't be a bad idea for a Kisaragi be married to a Mizuki, as long as they both agree to it.
"Seiran had been getting a lot of invitations lately. Lucky for you, you weren't here." Seiichi said. "But it would be great if Yui be here in Japan to meet him."
Eikichi laughed at his friend. "She's already in Japan, pal! She insisted on studying high school there so basically, she's also training in directing the companies in my lieu."
"Oh, she's already in Japan, huh?" he smiled. "Bridgette Tsukishiro, I supposed?"
"Damn you old carrot! You don't have to ask if you already knew about it!" Seiichi on the other line laughed while dramatically pointing his hand at Eikichi. They just love trolling at each other. "So, we don't have a problem, then?"
Heiji came back to the scene with a box of cornflakes in his hands. Eikichi turned to him, saying that he'll tell Yui to meet Seiran Mizuki. "I don't think it's necessary." Heiji commented. Seiichi's smile in the monitor was so vivid it practically annoys Eikichi. "I agree with your boy, too."
"Huh?"
"Pops, Yui chan once told me that Seiran Mizuki claimed her as his girlfriend right in Shinchan's face." The old man had to blink twice to check if his grandson was telling the truth. "Believe it or not, Ei chan, Seiran is head over heels with Bridgette Tsukishiro."
He had nothing left to say but "good Lord."
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Bridgette's eyes went wide again at the mention of her surname. She remembered that Seiran didn't know who she really is and Onimura sensei might be hinting him on her real identity.
Damn, the last chapter had been full of surprises, why make me surprised again and again?
Seiran lowered his head to her shoulders and shifted his arms to her waist. She could hear Onimura protesting to keep his hands off her and Seiran just would just say 'no way, you're just jealous' at him. She can't keep his arms off her, too. Not only he's too strong for her, his gaze and smile were really that enticing she just can't help but submit to his demands.
She noticed that despite his tauntings, Onimura sensei didn't really mind seeing them in that way. He could've easily thrown Seiran's slim body out of the window if he wanted to. The way they talked suggested that they were rather closed to each other.
"Kisaragi, huh?" Bridgette's eyes flashed at the mention of her surname. She have no idea if she'd met Seiran before; she'd been friends with Aimi because she's an Oshiro and that her family is much acquainted with the Oshiros, Toudous, and of course, the Mizukis, but can't remember an exact instance of meeting Seiran.
"Jiichan told me that he'll convince Eikichi jiisama to bring his granddaughter back here from London..."
She's too shocked to respond. Seiran knows my grandfather, how come I don't remember meeting him before!
"For a marriage interview." Bridgette was ready to pass-out with every word he's saying.
"No way..." she muttered. How come nobody told me about this? They'll be signing me to a marriage interview without mentioning it to me? Well, not that I'm complaining...
"Tsukishiro, you jealous?" Onimura sensei face squirmed as he tried not to laugh at her face. "Baka, don't be jealous. I won't meet whoever she is. I will only meet you, you understand?"
Bridgette was frozen with what he'd said. As for Onimura- he went up to heaven laughing. Seiran blushed. "What's funny you forever single dude?!"
Wow. He could really talk to him straight like that.
"How about a betting game Tsukishiro?" Onimura sensei suggested out of nowhere. "Wanna gamble with me?"
"Is that why you called me here?" She thought that he have a much more brilliant agenda than playing a betting game with her. He just shrugged his shoulders. "I called you here to ask if you could enter the concour joined by the school. You'll play the violin and that jerk behind you would accompany you." He fished out a paper from his suit and handed it to her. "That won't be a problem, right?"
She just dubiously looked at him. "I'll think about it."
"And for the betting game. It'll be easy." Seiran was just silently listening to what he has to say. "If you made it to the top three of the class, you can drive all you want and date Mizuki all you want."
"Hey! Why does dating me included in your dirty game? It's not for you to decide, you know!" Seiran protested. Bridgette hushed him to shut up, eager to listen to what he'll say next.
"If you won't make it to top three, you'll let Kisaragi meet Mizuki."
This guy knows something, doesn't he? She frowned at Onimura. Seiran was still protesting about his stupid idea. "There's no way I would meet someone else because I'm going to date Bridgette, got it?!" he angily said. Onimura just nodded at him.
You're challenging me, huh?
"Deal."
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