Some of the pickled herring was red. Twice the fun since the guests were here for a vacation that wasn`t a vacation, in preparation of a job that wasn`t a job. And now he was eating herring that was indeed red, and yet it was the real deal.

　　Swedish schnapps helped inflate what was already a bad pun to begin with out of proportion. A truly bad pun as he hadn`t even shared it with anyone.

　　Ryu looked at his sister. For a while she and the two other girls, because they had been girls back in those days, had circled around Urufu-kun like planets around the sun. And he, Prince Wakayama of the Himekaizen Academy, had seen parts of his powers usurped. But they hadn`t been, not really.

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　　Red herrings. There had been a lot of them, all of them real, none of them real, but in the end they had all mattered somehow.