“Hm? You’re still here, Araragi?” As I was doing this, Hanekawa emerged from the classroom. She seemed to be done. Why couldn’t she have come sooner? Or maybe her timing was right. “Don’t you need to hurry to Mister Oshino’s?” Hanekawa asked suspiciously. She hadn’t noticed a thing, it seemed. Just a wall in between─right, she’d been beyond a mere, thin wall. Hitagi Senjogahara, who nevertheless pulled off an act of derring-do without Hanekawa noticing a thing─was indeed someone to be reckoned with. “Hey, Hanekawa… Do you like bananas?” “Hm? Uh, I don’t particularly dislike them. They’re nutritious, too, so if I had to choose between like and dislike, then sure, I like them.” “Even if you love them, don’t ever have them at school!” “E-Excuse me?” “Just eating them wouldn’t be all that terrible, but if I ever catch you tossing a leftover peel on the stairs, I’ll never forgive you!” “What are you talking about, Araragi?!” Hanekawa said with a puzzled expression and a hand to her mouth. Of course she did. “Anyway, Araragi, what about Mister─” “I’m going to Oshino’s─as we speak.”