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Suto sat at his desk looking over the tests that had been turned in today, his red pen making stroke after stroke. He was known for making his tests nearly impossible to pass but there were a handful of students who seemed to get it. Or at least they had. In preparation of a particular student he had set her test aside, the paper nearly bleeding red. This was unlike her usual work so it had him curious what was going on.

The science teacher knew of her new found father, he knew of the media, it was hard not to when the school had to put a watch out for the paparazzi. Maybe this new development was what he needed to get a step closer. From what he could tell Riyo was no fool which was why he had studied her from afar. She no doubt wasn't as easy to manipulate as Mitsu but maybe....just maybe he had something she needed. An outlet of sorts. It would just be....difficult if the janitor she seemed to hang around with found out. Neko was nosy enough as it was.

Suto looked up for a moment but at first didn't say anything. He wore his usual unimpressed look that he sustained during school hours. It was the easiest expression to keep in place. Finally after a moment longer of grading he stood from his desk grabbing Riyo's test paper in the process before moving over to her table and sitting it in front of her.

"Sorry doesn't really help your grade." He said bluntly pulling his hand away so that she could see her grade it all its red glory. "I never expected you to fall behind." With a thoughtful gaze he leaned against the table. "You've been falling asleep in class, your mind is off in the clouds, and frankly you look like something the cat dragged in." As sweet as pie he was. "What do you suppose we do to remedy this problem?"

She certainly was strung to her limit now wasn't she? It was hard for Suto to keep himself from smiling. Stress and misery to others was something that always warmed his heart. "Killing the media might take a while, though dealing with your father might be a more simple matter to start with. I honestly don't think sleeping in another class is going to improve matters much." As for the student body he would have to come up with an idea for that one. Children were often determined about the things they idolized.

"For now I think I have an extra assignment for you. Something to bring your grade up." An 'assignment' for her but an opportunity to experiment for him.

A small twinge of a smile started to show through Suto's facade but he was quick to make it disappear. No need for that just yet. "It should be rather simple I would hope. I want you to do a report on your father. Observe him, see what makes him...him and what about him is apparent in you. A genetics relation if you will." Though he wondered if she would make her abilities apparent or if her father had been the one to pass them along in the first place. It was possible it was from her mother, it could have made her the unhinged woman she was today.

"Compare the two of you, your likes and differences. If possible pick one other person as a contrast. Someone similar. It could give you an opportunity to face at least one of your problems."

"As a matter of fact," Suto pushed his glasses up the length of his nose until his eyes could no longer be seen passed the reflected lenses. "Since you asked let's try something a bit different with your uniform shall we? Why not dress the lady for a change? I will expect you in your proper uniform come tomorrow and your report will be due by the end of next week. That should give you more than enough time with the weekend." A bit of a grin peeking through Suto gestured toward the door. "Now you are excused. By your leave."

Neko had been inspecting his ever growing tattoo in the mirror. It seemed to be spreading down his arms now, the strange design on his back becoming much more intricate. He had no idea what it meant nor what would happen when it finally took over...nor was there anyone to tell him.

Hearing the knock he pulled his shirt back into place before heading to the door. He supposed Riyo was here to clean like she usually was but....was she talking to someone? Who the hell had she brought?

Opening the door Neko looked down at Riyo for a moment before his eyes trailed to the man behind her. He half expected her to have brought the vampire...in which case he was going to tell her he could take his happy a** back to the dorm, but he hadn't expected...whoever the hell this was. Expression mirroring his confusion he turned back to Riyo once again. "Who the hell is this?"

Neko's brows rose into his hairline at Jess' tone though he made no indication that he was upset. When Riyo finally got through her introduction Neko really only had one thing to say. "Ah.....so he's your baggage." That's what it seemed like anyway. Strange how the tables could so easily be turned in Riyo's situation. Normally the child was considered the baggage but instead it was the parent.

"I didn't realize you had a dad, he's not coocoo for cocoa puffs is he?" Neko had already had quite the experience with Riyo's mother. It was hard to forget being shot so he was hoping there wouldn't be a repeat incident with her other parent. Stepping aside he allowed Riyo entry since it seemed she wanted to hide. Hopefully this didn't end badly on him.