“Demodex folliculorum” ran through his head. But Kousaka temporarily put them off with a shudder. If he was going to scream, he would do so as much as he liked after she left. But now wasn’t the time. Sanagi lifted her face in surprise. But she didn’t show any dislike. Kousaka awkwardly moved the hand placed on her head. He was intending to stroke it. “…You don’t have to push yourself,” Sanagi said with a sigh. “I’m not pushing myself,” Kousaka said with a smile. But she could feel his body trembling through where his hand was touching. He obstinately stroked Sanagi’s head. Maybe he figured that he’d probably never do this again once it was over, so it was better to get plenty of it in now. “That’s enough,” Sanagi refused, but Kousaka wouldn’t listen, saying “No it isn’t.” “All right, all right. I’m feeling better. You can stop consoling me.” Hearing that, Kousaka finally removed his hand from her head. “Did that distract you?”