consenting to her skipping school, but are hiring people to be friends so she doesn’t get bored. In that case, the “suitability” would mean being friends who are unsuited to society like her. Surprisingly, this felt closest to the truth. But in any event, putting an underage girl in the care of a 27-year-old man was certainly not proper. Did Izumi or Sanagi’s parents understand that she was in my room?, Kousaka wondered. Perhaps Izumi chose me to be a friend because he knew my cleanliness guaranteed he wouldn’t even touch a woman? If so, his judgement was extremely apt. I couldn’t lay a finger on Hijiri Sanagi even if I was asked to. Maybe that could be considered suitability, too. After about an hour, Sanagi took off her headphones, and Kousaka asked a question, having waited for her to do so. “Hey, Hijiri-chan, what role do you think Izumi wants me to fill?” “Who knows. Maybe he thinks you could help me rehabilitate?”, Sanagi said, turning over on the bed. “Also, don’t ever say "Hijiri-chan.” It’s gross.“ "I was asked to look after you, but what exactly should I do for that?” “Don’t do anything,” Sanagi spat coldly. “It’s best to just keep fooling Izumi’s eyes like this and wait until he gives up. Don’t think I’m seriously going to try and be friends. It’s