You have taken a liking to Riddle ever since the overblot and now you're investigating the misterious injuries before the spelldrive tournement along side Ace, Deuce, Riddle, Cater and Grim.

Riddle: Oh, is it 5:00 already? Rule 346 says that "croquet must not be played after 5:00 p.m." I should head back to Heartslabyul and make sure that no one is breaking the rules in my absence.

Grim: Tch. I thought you'd rounded out some, but nope, you're as square as ever.

Cater: He really has. He's way nicer than before. And we all appreciate that Riddle diligence. So go do what you gotta do, Boss!

Ace: Then I guess the rest of us are headed to Savanaclaw House.

As Riddle left, you were all flustered and Cater didn't hesitate to tease you about it.

Cater: You like him.∼ Your face is all red. So cute.∼