Seimei runs into the mirror version of his room and scrambles to get to the mirror above the the mantle piece. Ritsuka. He was too late.
His face is bright red as this is completely embarrassing, upsetting, and disturbing to see. It didn't matter what Ritsuka it was it was a Ritsuka!
Soubi was there. For once since he had arrived he was thankful for the fighter's existence in the mansion. However, it'll probably take a lot more to stop Hibari and the prefect's resilence leaves him honestly more concerned for this fake brother of his.
This is all a mistake!
"It's a lie. It's not true. It's not true."
He can't help but beat on the mirror in a vain attempt to not have to watch.
[Mirror side]
His face is bright red as this is completely embarrassing, upsetting, and disturbing to see. It didn't matter what Ritsuka it was it was a Ritsuka!
Soubi was there. For once since he had arrived he was thankful for the fighter's existence in the mansion. However, it'll probably take a lot more to stop Hibari and the prefect's resilence leaves him honestly more concerned for this fake brother of his.
This is all a mistake!
"It's a lie. It's not true. It's not true."
He can't help but beat on the mirror in a vain attempt to not have to watch.