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_{❝ certainly. ❞ serving older guests was strange to her, but it was the ouran fair, and the parents of heirs or heiresses she knew were all making appearances. certainly all of them had heard of the legendary host club, and wanted to see what the excitement was about. 
with careful hands she picked up the decorated teapot, refilling the just as decorated cup.  ❝ there are only about ten minutes left before we switch clients     are there any more questions you’d like to ask me about the club? ❞}

            THOUGH SHE WAS NOT _{her daughter, and thus, had no huge taste or hankering for tea – BITTER as it was – RAGYO KIRYUIN takes the cup with some degree of pleasure, a smile blossoming on VIOLACEOUS lips. The cup was warm to the touch, warm even to the CHILL of her skin, the inherent FRIGIDITY of someone who had foregone their own HUMANITY for something better, more truthful, more AKIN to the reality of the world as it unraveled.}

                _{Questions? She had, perhaps, a SINGLE one.}

                _{“I am SURPRISED,” She said, tone measured. “That they allow you here, given your CONDITION and STATUS.”} 

                _{She was no easily fooled little girl – she was the CEO of the REVOCS CORPORATION.}