Music Room 3, he said. Trust me, he said. Well, here's Kaede, trusting him.
He opens the door to Music Room 3.
"No, he wouldn't be that type of serial killer."
"Certainly not, he'd be the type that has a sterile room and uses plastic gloves and makes sure you're comfortable."
"Or sets up elaborate traps and watches you from a dark corner and takes notes."
"He'd probably have a camera. Maybe a creepy clown doll to relay his voice."
"-not a doll."
"He'd have speakers everywhere."
"And you'd never know exactly where his voice was coming from."
"He'd design the acoustics of the room for maximum effect."
The twins grin.
Kaoru takes out his phone.
"Hey, Tamaki, we have a great idea for our next event."
Kaede giggles and leans back away from Kaoru and his phone, then uses some dissonance to hear what they're saying anyway.
"No, boss, it's great. You can be the damsel in distress. Kaede's the final girl. Kyoya's the villain. We'll be the minions. Honey is the poor innocent child and Mori can lurk dangerously. It will be great."
Hikaru texts Kyoya and Honey and Mori and get them on board and then it's a lost cause for Tamaki.
"Psychological horror. Obviously. Kyoya's the villain."
"There should be some artful blood," Tamaki says.
"And I do look good with some artfully applied scars."
"And a beautiful blue dress," Kaede adds, probably too low for Tamaki to hear.
Kaoru hears and shoots him a grin.
After everyone is sufficiently convinced and Tamaki seems to actually be in on the idea, Kaoru hangs up.
"That," he declares, "was a success."
The twins grin.
Kaede just giggles.