Kouta stood up almost immediately, not paying any heed to what Moroe said, but not prohibiting her from doing so.

"Did you say Adachi...I knew something was up."

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Kensuke was already leaving the room as Moroe was entering it, a mixture of disbelief and fury visibly expressed on his face. Inside, the temperature was somewhat higher than usual, odd as none of the heaters, or, indeed, any electronic equipment save Shougos' alarm clock and the various cameras watching him were active. The curtains still pulled across the windows, it was dark, but not too dark as to really obscure anything; least of all the sudden twitchiness that Shougo had apparently gained recently and was trying to hide. Still, despite an involuntary red flush to his cheeks that he was obviously quite chagrined about, he looked pleased to see her even as he struggled to look her straight in the eye, a combination of embarrassment and a hyperaccelerated metabolism causing his eyes to dart to and fro, unable to really focus on the person at hand.

"Ah...Ishimaru-senpai, thank you for visiting me. You weren't at school today, were you? And did you find anything?"

The occasionally spastic movements of his body irregularly caused his torso to move against his will, pressing up against what Moroe knew was his bruised rib. Yet, for now, he seemed to feel no pain.