need for a bag. And in my case, gym clothes are out.” “Ah, I see.” “If both of my hands aren’t free, it’s harder to fight when the time comes.” “……” Her entire body was a weapon. She was a human weapon. “The only issue I have is with hygiene products because it bothers me to keep them at school. With no friends, I can’t borrow them from anyone, either.” “…You’re being awfully open about this, you know.” “Why not? Menses is Latin for month. It’s a natural phenomenon, nothing to be embarrassed of. I’d say it’s more indecent to be furtive about it.” I wasn’t so sure about not being at least a little furtive. No, it was a matter of personal choice. Not my place to say. Maybe what I ought to be making a note of instead was her even more open admission─that she didn’t have any friends. “Oh, that’s right,” I said, turning to face her after reaching an “entrance.” Though it was all the same to me, I’d searched for a particularly large one because, to judge from her earlier comment about her skirt, Senjogahara, being a girl after all, might not want her uniform to fray.