“…During the beginning of the show, I was thinking of showing up dressed like Kaitou KID and making it look like the event got crashed, while still doing a trick or two, then revealing it was me instead,” Just hoping that someone other than Hakuba’s dad didn’t try anything.
The arm around him surprised him slightly. Hakuba didn’t really strike him as a touchy type, but it was possible he was mistaken. (He wasn’t a detective, after all.) The thunder boomed outside once more and he saw a fuzzy blur run out from under the couch and ran in the direction of his room. “Are you coming to the event?”
Hakuba wasn’t a touchy person, at least not with people that he knew personally. Truthfully, he wasn’t sure how he felt about having his arm around Kaito, but he left it there and tried to stay calm and casual. The comment on KID earned an amused chuckle, and Hakuba relaxed a little more.
“I don’t think they’ll be expecting that… Should go over quite well. And, yes, I’ll be there.” Hakuba turned his head to look at Kaito, tilting his chin downward some to see him better. “Even if I weren’t forced to go to all of these events, there’s no way I would miss it. Your performance aside, my father doesn’t take responsibility for these often… that’s my mother’s realm, and she’s threatened to fly out to see how he does for herself. He’s all nerves and anxiety."
He laughed again, then looked up to the ceiling, stretching his legs out in front of him.
"Papa was such a fan of your father. He’ll be thrilled to hear that you’ve agreed to it."