“Hello lord Takeda.”
“Konichiwa, Lelouch.”
“I suppose you know my reason for being here?”
“We can talk about that later, now there is a party to be had. Please, enjoy.”
“….”

Lelouch was once again floored. The man didn’t seem to care that his life was being threatened, or even that he was in the presence of a man who would just as soon have his children and wife executed. Lelouch simply brushed it off, and then looked toward the backyard to see where the little girl went, and was shocked to see so many of his enemies and friends. Euphemia, Cornelia, Suzaku, Xingke and many others. Euphemia walked up to Lelouch in an orange kimono, resembling a bright fire.

“Wh-What is this!?”
“The War Council silly.”
“War Council?”
“Yes, it’s where the reigning Mikado checks in on things.”
“We have a Mikado?”
“Of course.”
“…………..”

Lelouch stood silent, he saw Black Knights and Knights of The Round, talking amongst one another, as if the constant wars had never happened, as if the lives were never lost. As he saw Shingen and Xingke speaking on the difference of strategy and tactics, and Kai and Tohdoh got into the discussion of katana versus ninjato in the aspect of speed, it finally came to him that it was no longer applicable. The fighters seemed to not care, they were all entranced, and he was immune to it all. C.C. and Sui came down and looked around, all eyes locked to them as they emerged from the home wearing yin and yang kimono. Suigintou wore a short kimono that faded from blood red around her neck to stark white, and just stopping above her knees. C.C. wore the opposite, her kimono was long and formal, it began at her neck, a deep, mystifying black, and then bled into a phantasmal blue, and is stopped slightly after her ankles.

“I think type’s rather fitted C.C.”
“I know, and this one in no more loose.”
“Well, I suppose this could be worn during foreplay, if Kai chooses so.”
“I feel regal, I haven’t felt this way in the while.”

As the two began two walk around, Lelouch approached Lady Suigintou, laughing a bit at her somewhat risqué garb. She quickly pulled the kimono down to it’s true length, blushing a bit as the boy watched. She seemed to set some attraction to every man in the room, but Lelouch was the only one who felt it was in his best interest to talk to her. There was no true reason, but he couldn’t help himself, and it would perhaps annoy Takeda.