The Mastermind is a Middle School Student (KHR FF)

Girl Time: What Does Hibari Want?

(Extra 3: "Yuki-chan" complains about her "lover(unfilial son)" and gets bitten for it)

"Lol, pitch your voice real quick."

"Why would you want to torture your ears? I can perfectly pass as a girl."

"--What the -- That's... Surprisingly accurate."

"Right?" Kyoko tilts her head in amusement.

Hana doesn't seem to share her enjoyment and seriously looks at Eitou with sharp eyes. Eyes denoting her disdain for perverts. "How long did it take to perfect."

The pervert sigh and shrug his shoulder, "Secrets make magicians, magicians."

"Isn't that V*rmouth's line from Detective C*nan--"

"Shh, don't reference other works in a fanfic."

"What fanfi--"

"Ne, Senpai..." Kyoko interjected between the two girls(?) verbal fighting. Eitou looked at her in confusion, still elegantly holding onto his teacups.

Long story short, Kyoko and Hana bumped into a crossdressing senior, causing them to go to a nearby cafe to enjoy cakes, teas, and preferably a pinch of gossip. Unfortunately, since both Kyoko and Hana are looking out for their weights, Eitou is the only one devouring the tables as if he was a starved victorian child.

The eating gremlin pricked up his ears while consuming the cakes with a surprising amount of elegance.

"The other day, I saw the teacher's planned lesson for the next month. It said something about researching childhood essays about our dreams."

"Uh-huh." The gremlin nodded.

"It just got me wondering, what was senpai's childhood dream?"

"Uuuhhh.." The gremlin struggled to swallow his food.

Hana sneered and smacked the back of his head, "Idiot, that's what you get for eating while Kyoko is asking you questions."

"Hana..." Kyoko helplessly called out.

"Ehem!" Eitou finally gained a clear throat, "Childhood dreams? I wanted to be a patriotic soldier serving for our great country--"

"Be serious." Was Hana's interjection.

"-- Okay, I was a skater kid so I wanted to be able to do practically every trick just by seeing."

"Ah?" Kyoko intelligently replied. "Skater... Kid?"

"Yup." The senior shrugged. "In England, there's a surprising amount of skaters going around, and I was an emo kid back then as well, so I copied them and pretended like I had a tragic anime backstory."

Hana snorted on her tea, she slammed a hand on the table and unreservedly laughed, "I'm totally telling the whole school."

"Hey!" Eitou glared at her, "Why are you telling? Everyone knew I was an emo little bastard. Did no one tell you how I was in my first year?'

"First Year?" Kyoko and Hana exchanged glances, and straightened up their spines. Their face is filled with the intention of first hand gossip.

Eitou sighed and threw his hands up as if he was defeated. "Kids nowadays... Back in my first year..."

He paused first to throw a cake into his mouth.

"I don't think I was remotely friendly to anyone."

Nom nom.

"I don't even think anyone knew my name, aside from maybe the teacher and class monitor that did the roll call."

Nom nom.