right.” He didn’t know what exactly she meant by “just right,” but from her expression, it didn’t seem to be a bad thing. “…Well then. It’s time I say farewell.” Sanagi stood up and grabbed her bag. “Can you get home alone?”, Kousaka asked with concern. “Yeah. It’s not too far, and it’s less crowded by now.” “I see…” Kousaka judged from her tone that she would probably be fine. Then he had a sudden thought, opened the bottom drawer of his desk, took out headphones, and put them around Sanagi’s neck. “You’re sure? You realize I’ll get them dirty?”, Sanagi asked with a slightly nervous look. “I won’t use them again, so you can take them.” Sanagi put her hands on the headphones and spoke happily. “…I see. You’re a lifesaver. Thanks.” “Right. Good night, Sanagi.” “Good night, Mr. Kousaka.”