"Rika certainly seems to be growing on Kasumi." Fumiko grumbled, looking at Kasumi and Rika, sitting next to each other under the night sky. Kasumi was most defintely scared of Fumiko, and, while grateful to Kachihi, seemed to be the most attached to Rika. Perhaps Rika's motherly nature allured the boy to him. Rika reached across to Kasumi's face, brushing off a grain of rice. "So, Kasumi, how are you liking it here?" Rika asked, smiling as he watched his new protege eat. This didn't go unnoticed by Rika. "Still hungry?" He asked, concerned. "Did she feed you well?"