Chiyo turned to look at Asao, and although the man was helping out, there was something suspicious about that one. He nodded, pulling on a professional face and held back a remark about how Asao was treating poor Kasumi. "Good," he replied in a stern tone that was usual among those not so close to him, "and this is Kasumi. He is one of the VPV." Then, nodded to Kasumi, softly and with care.
Takeo was making as loud noises as he could, only to fall over on his side with the bundle of chains he was wrapped into and with the chair. "I hate them all!" was all he could think. Even then, the sound of something heavy hitting the floor was kind of loud.
The young Akiyama Prince felt shivers run over his spine, when he heard the familiar voice speak. "H...hi," was all he could say, almost choking on his wine and starting to cough. "Just don't touch me, don't touch me... I won't be able to take this..." he was panicking in his mind.