The night before moving.
[Shirakawa~ I'm so excited! Tomorrow I can openly read doujinshi on the sofa.]
[Don't be silly, I won't let you read doujinshi on the sofa either.]
[What? Why not! Then I'll secretly read behind your back!]
[If I catch you, you're dead meat.]
[Betting on an artist's pride, I won't give you a chance to confiscate my doujinshi!]
[...]
Shirakawa Sawahei was speechless for a moment and typed: [Have you packed your things yet? There won't be time for you to pack on the spot tomorrow.]
[Of course I've packed! All of my treasures are packed in boxes! Shirakawa, do you want to take a look? There are lots of good things!]
[I'll pass on that.]
[Ah, what a killjoy... Shirakawa, I can't sleep. Chat with me for a bit, will you?]
[Sorry, I sleep very well. Normally, I'll be getting ready for bed in about half an hour.]
[So early! Luckily I'm not sharing a room with you. *Cute little Ise Yu* replied, filled with relief: [I'm quite the night owl, you know.]
