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"Ah, you're both twins. Not identical, but still twins."
The blond haired boy charmingly smiled, looking down at the two girls.
"A boy and a girl."
'Boy?' Y/n thought with...
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{32; The Host Club is Family!}
The Host Club and the Newspaper Club were outside playing a game of The Daruma Doll Fell Over. The members of the Host Club were being more dynamic as they played, but the Newspaper Club just stood near the sidelines watching the game progress.
"The Daruma doll fell over!" Tamaki called, rotating himself around to look back at his club members, making the hosts cease all of their movements.
Once Tamaki turned back around to face the tree, the club members began to walk again--except for Kyoya who stayed at the starting point of the game.
"The Daruma doll fell ov-er!"
Once again, everyone froze when the blond haired male glanced back at them but proceed to walk forward after he turned away.
"The Daruma doll fell ov-er!"
Everyone became motionless, closer to the tree where Tamaki was standing.
"The Daruma doll fell ov-er!"
The hosts went still another time, moving onwards as soon as Tamaki turned back around.
"The Daruma doll fell over!" Tamaki announced faster.
"The Daruma doll fell over!" He spoke so hurriedly that the end of his sentence came out incoherently.
Last minute, Kyoya slyly made it to where everyone else was before Tamaki turned around.
The blond haired male pointed his finger at the twins, expeditiously. "I saw you move Hikaru and Kaoru! I saw you! You moved!"
"What? We didn't move, boss!" The twins denied.
Y/n glanced behind her and saw her upperclassman who had his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm surprised you made it here that fast, Kyoya-Senpai."
Kyoya adjusted the glasses that rested upon his face. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Y/n furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Eh? But I thought-" Y/n sighed, cutting her own words off. "You know what, forget I even said anything." She dismissed, turning back aground and missing the glint of amusement in his brownish-grey eyes.
Suddenly, Tamaki was positioned near the Newspaper Club, his thumb and index finger on his chin alluringly. "You know, I can't blame you for being shocked. I was unfamiliar with it myself, but it's a commoner's game." He extended his arms out as sparkles surrounded him. "They have a wide variety and none of them require spending any money, all you need is a few friends to play with."
"Mh-hm, and what does this have to do with our coverage of the Host Club?" Komatsuzawa questioned, his eyebrows twitching in irritation.
"Looks like someone's getting a bit irked." Y/n mumbled and Haruhi showed a small nod, both of the sisters gazing at Komatsuzawa.
