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Kazama entered the empty operating room. The lights were on, which was strange considering there was no one there. Either someone forgot to turn the lights off, or the more likely scenario, someone was using the virtual training room.
Kazama walked over to Mikami’s monitor, which was already on and clicked on the video feed. His suspicions were confirmed: Shiro was using the room. He seemed to be sparring with someone, though Kazama couldn't tell who. An idea crossed his mind: spying a little wouldn't be so bad, would it?
He entered the combat room quietly, activating chameleon, and as he did so, he jumped up to the rooftops to watch the younger agents sparring. Shiro was fighting against a B-rank agent, who was doing surprisingly good at holding his own against the A-rank teen. He did have somewhat of a disadvantage though, as the B-Rank boy seemed to rely more on his bullet triggers than his scorpion. However, Shiro did something that caught him completely off guard. He deactivated one of his scorpions and fired a volley of asteroid bullets at the other agent.
To say he was surprised was an understatement. Since when could Shiro use shooter triggers? He had never seemed interested in becoming any sort of all-rounder, Shiro only ever focused on honing his strength with his scorpion.
“You really don't hold back at all do you Shiro?” The boy asked, standing back up and re-engaging his trion body
“Osamu, how will you learn to fight strong opponents if I hold back?” Shiro reasoned
“Okay, I get it,” Osamu responded. “Want to go again?”
“We should probably wrap up. My teammates will be back soon,” Shiro said, deactivating his trigger and reverting to his normal body.
“You’re right,” Osamu said, deactivating his trigger and walking to where Shiro stood. My mom will be expecting us soon; you are coming over tonight right?”
“It’s either your place or an empty house.” Shiro shrugged “I’d pick your place any day.”
That was Kazama’s queue to leave the training room before they did. It would alert them if they tried to shut it off while someone was inside. He slipped back through the door, standing on the outside edge of the room with his chameleon still active. A moment later, the two teens followed. He watched as Kikuchihara went over to the monitor, shutting off the training room and turning off the monitor.
He has essentially erased any evidence of their presence. Kazama wondered how many times they had done this before; surely, this wasn't just a one-time thing. What he didn't understand was why they kept it a secret. Kikuchihara didn’t need permission to use the training room, so there was nothing to hide.
“Let's go,” Shiro said, his cheeks flushing bright red as Osmau came up behind him and turned his head, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Hey! Not here! What if someone saw?” Shiro exclaimed.
So that was why he kept it a secret.
“Sorry” Osamu sighed, “your right, let's go.
Kazama watched as the two turned out the lights and left, locking the door behind them. Kazama exhaled the breath he didn't know he was holding. So Shiro had a lover, and it seemed like he didn't want them to know. Very well, he would keep quiet about what he saw for now. One day having the knowledge might come in handy to him.