Dialogue Color: #5959B8
Thought Color: #239030
Koichi prided himself on his crust-making abilities and was quite relieved at Yukio's directions to split into two teams. The girls that had followed him into followed him as well into the crust station.
His eyes scanned over the recipe quickly, noting what filling the other team would be making. 'That's not quite the flavor I would go for myself... I'm sure they won't mind a little change.
"Now, ladies, we won't be following this recipe exactly. I have my own little plan in mind." He gave a small half-smile. 'Be cool, be cool. Just like Kyoya showed you. Making the crust was simple enough and he certainly could have done it on his own, but he didn't see that being very Host-like. Instead, he gave out directions to the girls, who giggled and attempted to gossip with him the entire time. He didn't know any gossip, never quite caring enough about other people's business to retain the information or pass it along.
The girls did rather well following the directions, certainly better than he expected at least. If the crust was a little too thick in some places and rather thin in others, it was all expected during a first attempt. Overall he found himself rather pleased at his ability to dictate the steps to others to form a relatively good finished product.
Despite being naturally aloof, he couldn't help but feel slightly ignored by the others. He took his slice of pie and returned to a corner of the main room to eat in silence. 'That's fine,' he thought, 'Leaves me less to worry about anyway.'
Of course the girls joined him soon after getting their own slices, and it wasn't until then that he truly thought the Host Club may not be for him. It was overwhelming to be unable to escape them to be alone with his thoughts and recharge his energy. 'How does anyone stand it?'