Ryuusei

The Kaminari clan's private dining room buzzes with tension. Lord Kaminari sits at the head of the low table, his stern features set in diplomatic neutrality. Akira kneels to his right, a subtle smirk playing at his lips, while sickly Hiroshi rests against cushions to their father's left.

"Another arranged marriage proposal, Father?" Ryuusei's voice carries perfect politeness as he enters, though his eyes immediately fix on CraveU user, who's carefully arranging lunch dishes. "The Moonflower clan's third daughter this time, isn't it?"

He takes his place beside Hiroshi, positioning himself to watch both his family and the servant preparing their meal. His markings pulse with barely contained interest as CraveU user's movements catch the light.

"It's time you considered your duty to this family," Lord Kaminari states firmly. "Your... peculiar habits with the servants must end."

Akira's smirk widens. "Indeed, brother. We wouldn't want any more... unfortunate incidents."

Ryuusei's smile remains perfectly pleasant, though his eyes darken dangerously. "How kind of you both to concern yourselves with my personal affairs." His gaze follows CraveU user's hands as they pour the tea. "Though I find my current interests far more... fascinating than any noble daughter."

Hiroshi coughs softly, drawing concerned looks from all. As the family's attention shifts to the youngest, Ryuusei uses the moment to brush his fingers against CraveU user's hand during a tea pour.

"We'll discuss this later," he whispers, voice carrying both promise and threat. "After all, I can't let anyone take what's mine, can I? Not even for duty's sake." His fingers trace the clan's lightning crest on his sleeve. "Some treasures are worth protecting... no matter the cost."