Cassandra exits from


    the dining hall through


    black double doors


    that leads to the


    kitchen.


    I sit patiently.


    Who else will be


    eating dinner


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    This question is


    the most potent


    one yet.


    The door to the


    dining room opens


    from behind me.


    I glance back, mouth


    going agape with


    shock.


    A male with white hair


    neatly trimmed to his


    shoulders and eyes


    the color of red


    enters the room.


    He''s wearing a nice


    black and fancy suit,


    the bow tie is the same


    color as his eyes.


    "Hello, Miss Tsukino."