[color=ed1c24]“There’s a spare room next to the one Mistress Eiko was spending in last night and there’s always the room in the back as well. Please, take all the time you need.”[/color]

	Mister Mori's face lit up after he heard that sentence. There were girls back there, there was a spare room? They were also changing. It seemed all to perfect, yet he couldn't help but slowly make his way to the back of the Cafe. He stopped however half-way there when he sensed a pair of bloodthirsty eyes were watching him. Mori knew that no matter what could be behind the counter it was not worth crossing a female.
	[i] For Hell hath no fury like that of a woman. [/i]

	Mori chuckled silently though as he he added the last part to the end of the saying, in respect of course to the owner of this Cafe.

	[i] For Hell hath no fury like that of a woman, and if that woman be Shiina, the devil be running too. [/i]

	He knew the vampire all too well, seeing as how he had known her since his days as a young chaser. He felt the vampiress' wrath once, and that was more than enough for him. He was debating where to go from this point when he suddenly felt another presence watching him. He may be old, but Mister Mori could sense things with inhumane precision, giving him the nickname "Oracle", or as other chasers back in the day called him, "Po" short for "The Pervy Oracle." Knowing that Shiina was the only one that could match or surpass his depth of perception he made his way over to the the Vampire and slung his arm around her waist, "Now Shiina, I must say, your Cafe seems to be getting busier everyday! Why do you have so many guests?" He knew that Shiina would understand what he was really talking about, being an old man had its perks especially because most women took it easy on him when he got a little too friendly, except for Shiina. It allowed him to get away with things most people couldn't and gave him a sense of innocence because his power itself truly wasn't strong, but it allowed him to understand what was going on around him, unless... he was sleeping. Plus, this would be the perfect excuse to get up close without bringing on the full wrath of Shiina.

	Amiti tilted his head and was a little surprised when his grandpa wrapped his arm around one of the girls' waist. however, knowing that his grandpa was still alive, even at his old age, he quickly stopped worrying about his grandpa. He did however notice that delicious Pocky Candy lay in front of him, and no candy survived the wrath of Amiti. As he munched on the sweets, he began to wonder were Iki-san was and the hamsters. He wanted to see those hamsters again.