Mizuki's curiosity was soon enough rewarded by the sound of frustration. A series of no and a rather pointed swear, could have been him losing at another game. But since he'd broken his tv, it was much more likely that this was related to the images he was receiving via his connection to Mizuki's cellphone. 'Ah, so he was watching... I wonder how far he went with that?' she mentally wondered. But since he'd spoken aloud she took the time to yell from her room while she got dressed. "Hayato-kun, did you lose, again?" she asked seemingly innocently of anything going on. Such was her nature, to pretend like she didn't know.
Meanwhile, the elevator dinged twice as someone entered the observation deck a few floors below where this group lived. Of course there was another elevator to take up to the actual place they lived. This seemed to frustrate the small girl to no end. "Ugh, why the fuck did she decide to live all the way up here?" she asked seeming to find it strange. Still another dinging upstairs would let them know a visitor was on the way, or someone who lived there, regardless, Hayato would have a young teen approaching in a minute or two.