It's a beautiful setting for a vacation, if anyone were so lucky as to be there for one. The lodge is situated on the mountain slope with the main level boasting two-story windows with a panoramic view of the frosted evergreens covering the valley. After getting Marui and Kuwahara safely in their room, Tamagawa takes a moment to appreciate the view from the loft. His lodgemates rustle and chatter behind him as they settle into their rooms; it sounds closer than it feels. That's his own fault, though. He hasn't introduced himself to anyone from Seigaku. He can't expect them to do the work for him, can he? The underclassman carrying his senpai didn't seem very sociable, so he hadn't pushed conversation, but that wouldn't be everyone on the team.

Turning around, he scans the blue and white jerseys for someone who looks approachable. Spiky-hair with glasses and the drinks... Scary. Beady eyes and bandana, scowling... Scary. Pleasant smile and aura of pure murder... Scary. Wasn't there anyone who--

"Nya?" A finger poked his cheek and he nearly jumped out of his skin. Had he been so distracted?? The redhead roommate to Marui and Kuwahara started cackling. "You jumped like a cricket!"

"Eiji...!" One of them chided. "Don't make fun of him. He's probably anxious."

This was getting increasingly awkward. Tamagawa held up his hands and put on his biggest smile. "No, it's okay...! I-- I'm Tamagawa. Pleased to meet you."

"Kikumaru The Great!" The redhead winked, none humbled by the scolding. "And that's Oishi."