Solemnly, Keiichi snapped his fingers, and muttered a single word to himself. "Rats," he whispered, then looked at his companions. "Don't worry. I'll negotiate on our behalf."
Stepping forward (and ignoring potentially worried looks), Ito decided to engage the rat in conversation.
"This is a school," Keiichi offered, looking at the rat being with no small amount of side-eying. "We come here every day. Stealing from the school is in fact harmful to us, as it hurts the quality of the education that we can receive! Only a selfish dunderhead would dare steal anything from the protective chambers of his house of learning!"
By now, his companions were probably side-eying HIM, really, but Keiichi didn't seem to much care.
"So please, Rat-san, allow us to scurry away. You have my word as the Cooking Club President that we mean no ill."
Why exactly he thought an anthropomorphic rat would care about that was anyone's guess, really.
Re: School, 2F Hallway
Stepping forward (and ignoring potentially worried looks), Ito decided to engage the rat in conversation.
"This is a school," Keiichi offered, looking at the rat being with no small amount of side-eying. "We come here every day. Stealing from the school is in fact harmful to us, as it hurts the quality of the education that we can receive! Only a selfish dunderhead would dare steal anything from the protective chambers of his house of learning!"
By now, his companions were probably side-eying HIM, really, but Keiichi didn't seem to much care.
"So please, Rat-san, allow us to scurry away. You have my word as the Cooking Club President that we mean no ill."
Why exactly he thought an anthropomorphic rat would care about that was anyone's guess, really.