Soubi smiled ever so slightly at the frown of disappointment. Soubi wasn't going to let the pair read anything suggestive. Why type it when you can just say it and hear Ritsuka's response? "You and Youji aren't apart long enough to send texts." Soubi wasn't jealous. He wasn't. >.>

Thank goodness, it was a boiled egg. But still, most pre-teens tended to eat like parasites. An egg or three wasn't going to cut it. Soubi pushed off the wall at last and held out his beer. "One swallow should calm you down a little. I'll get you something to eat. There are some game-looking things on the unoccupied tables if you want to look at them." At least one person had escaped Natsuo's interest and some potential mental scarring.