Room 207, Igris Pavilion – 09:00 AM
Shigeo's dorm room, located on the third floor of the first year housing block, wasn't much to look at.
Standard furniture except for his gadgets and its tools. Blue curtains, gray walls like a prison cell.
And yet, Shigeo sat stiffly upright against his pillow, shooting side-eyes at every one of his "guests."
— "Why… why... why my room for your meeting ? There are so many places like the library, the gardens..." Shigeo asked, awkwardly adjusting his collar.
He looked like a hostage held captive in his own bed by overly familiar intruders.
— "Because it's is the most discreet option. And more importantly, the easiest to access. You wouldn't want us to do it in these ladies' room, would you ?" Dante replied, sprawled out on the plush carpet, arms behind his head.
He crossed his legs with the smug ease of someone who'd just moved in.
Shigeo squinted at him, visibly displeased by the overwhelming "logic."
