As Randal turned, Aiko prepared herself mentally for a slap across the face, though instead received nothing of the sort, her hitched breath releasing itself in a confused mumble, "M-Mistress?" her unmoving eye sockets remained wide as they always did, though would have grown wider in the embarrassment she felt upon receiving the title of 'Headmaster's Mistress', "I-I'm not" Aiko struggled to dispel the rumour and shortly gave up after noticing she likely wouldn't keep Randal's attention for long if she didn't get straight to the point.
"U-uhm. Your father asked me t-to.. uh, check up on you.." Aiko kept her voice low, her intention was not to embarrass him with letting the pink girl know that he required baby-sitting from a porcelain doll half his size, but her voice was so low that Randal himself probably couldn't even hear her, let alone anyone else nearby. However, letting the pink girl hear her words was the least of Aiko's worries - the fact that Randal even needed to be 'watched over' by the Headmaster's Mistress was surely a hard pill to swallow for the young necromancer, whom was notorious for his lone-wolf attitude and self-proclaimed independence. Aiko was certain she was soon to receive a verbal beating once Randal had finished chatting up the girl in pink.