Rolling his eyes at Kyle's comments, Isamu continued on with his new-found friend to the talent show, ready to blow some minds. When they were interrupted, the Yamaku Lobster got to enjoy his lessons already going to work when Kyle quickly reigned in his temper, apologizing to him for yelling at the boy who blew past them like a whirlwind. [b]"Good boy Kyle, don't let the anger monkeys win."[/b] Chuckling derisively at his friend, Isamu lightly jabbed Kyle's side before they made their way to the auditorium and then backstage. 

From the look on Kyle's face, the American was nervous. Hah. Hopefully he'd get used to it soon, because eventually he'd be in the spotlight 24-7. Everything at Yamaku had a meaning. Most of those meanings were part of a grand plan to better prepare the students for the outside world. And what better way to prepare the kids for a life of being stared at than to put them on stage to be stared at and judged based on their abilities? 

However, when Kyle uttered a curse at seeing a specific girl, Isamu chuckled, and even more so when she came over and confronted him. [b]"What, you get her pregnant or something?"[/b] He couldn't help but be an ass to Kyle here. But he knew the boundaries, so he kept it in English. Quickly thinking, Isamu put one hand one Isamu's shoulder and one on the girl's. "My friend here has just been undergoing...behavior reassessment with everybody's favorite lobster as a response to the incident about two weeks ago. I'm sorry if I kept him away from you, truly I am." Walking away with a smirk on his face, he called back to his partner in crime: "[b]You're on your own from here, buddy! Don't screw this one up!"[/b]