[center][h3]Ｋｕｒｏｄａ Ｄａｉｃｈｉ[/h3][/center]
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Daichi's face contorted in annoyance, immediately deploring the choice he made. The pixie whimpered as if he were about to cry, and the Nocturne was in no condition to be comforting him. [color=ed1c24]"The hell's wrong with you?"[/color] Kuroda murmured, grimacing at Zensei impatiently. He curled his wrist slightly, preparing to fling the green creature as far from him as possible. With convenient timing, the cat's hand came to a halt when Yayo Fiji made another announcement over the loud speaker.

Daichi titled his head upward a bit, averting his attention from Zensei to watch the movements of his other classmates. Only a few heeded the instructions initially, but his focus was drawn back to the erratic flailing occurring just below his eye level. [color=a2d39c]"Wanna go to class together?!"[/color] The pixie chirped avidly before Kuroda, waving his arms around energetically. He paused for a moment and glanced back over at the remainder of the students who hadn't departed from the cafeteria yet. Searching for a way out, he let out a heavy sigh and decided he may as well go along with the pixie, no matter how unpleasant the trip may be. [color=ed1c24]"Fine."[/color] The Nocturne stood up, still gripping the pixie's collar in one hand. He eyed the other party curiously while he made his way over to the high archway of the dining hall. [color=ed1c24]"Want me to let go?"[/color] He couldn't help but grin at his own statement, suddenly amused by Zensei's sporadic movements. 

Before Zensei could divulge a response, Daichi gently placed the sprite on his shoulder. [color=ed1c24]"-don't make me regret this."[/color] He teased, showing an apparent (and most likely temporary) change in his attitude towards the other.