book from her bag. Kousaka cradled his head. This is the worst. He’d have to wash those sheets and the pillow cover once she left. “Incidentally, how long do you plan on staying here?” “About two hours,” Sanagi answered without looking up from her book. “Err… and what should I do during that time?” “Don’t ask me. Make a computer virus or something?” Then Sanagi put on headphones and started listening to music. She had no intent whatsoever of striking up communication with Kousaka. Kousaka sat in the work chair, turned away from the bed, and opened a book he’d been reading. He wasn’t in the mood for reading, but he didn’t know what else to do. A few pages in, he heard the sound of a lighter clicking behind him. He turned around to see Sanagi trying to light a cigarette. “No cigarettes,” he warned, standing up in a hurry to speak into her ear. “Please, just endure it while you’re in this room.” “…Shaddup.” Sanagi reluctantly shut the lighter and put the cigarette in her mouth back in the case. Kousaka sighed with relief. Still, what a thing to do to put back a cigarette she’d already put in