"Hanazawa...if I'm honest, that sounds a little too good to be true." Tome folded her arms, daring to be proven wrong.

"You think I'm mocking you? I may be no one special, but I'm pretty tapped in to what goes on at Black Vinegar. Also..." Teru lifted a finger, and all the snacks and books strewn across the table rose high into the air--Haruto woke up from his nap to wheeze in fear and confusion--and they danced about until they returned to the table in an far more orderly fashion.

Tome shot up from her desk. "You're a psychic!?" Tome's eyes shot over to Mob. 'And you kept that there were more people like you from me!?'

"Of course, I'm nowhere on Kageyama-kun's level...in this case, you can just trust my word that I have a knack for sniffing out a good lead."