"I want to take a shower," Said Futaba.
"Yes." Ryuji nodded and promised, "I won't peek."
"NO..."
Ryuji was shocked, "Do you want me to peek?!"
"Certainly not!"
Futaba took a deep breath to calm herself.
"I'm still a little scared. Can you wait for me outside?"
For a girl, such words were too embarrassing, even Futaba lowered her head in shame.
Ryuji rolled his eyes, "You really don't have any vigilance at all."
"As for Hyakki, it doesn't matter…" Realizing that her words were ambiguous, Futaba immediately explained: "I mean… If you dare to do anything, I will tell everything to your family and friends."
Ryuji smiled bitterly, "Just report the existing part!"
The bathroom of Futaba's house is large and has a wooden bathtub, Ryuji fully experiences the life of a rich person.
"Hyakki, are you there?"
Futaba asked nervously while soaking in the pool.
"Not here."
Futaba laughed.
"Please don't make a sound if you're not here."
After being teased for a while, Futaba's nervous mood relaxed a little, she even forgot that there were men outside.
"I thought about it for a moment. If Futaba splits into two independent individuals due to differences in ideas, it should be able to be restored as long as there is an agreement," Said Ryuji.
"That's the theory," Futaba agreed.
"Since you deleted your tweet, why don't you restore it?"
Is it true that the photo on Twitter was the starting point for this incident?
This involves Futaba's privacy.
"Actually, I'm afraid to go back alone," Futaba spoke slowly.
"I was always alone in junior high school. When I entered high school, I met Azusagawa, Kunimi, and you."
"On the one hand, I feel like I don't need friends and it's okay to be alone like I was in middle school. On the other hand, I'm afraid of being alone again… Humans are very complicated creatures."
"I don't know Kunimi, but what Azusagawa said... I don't think he would say 'I will never be friends with you again'."
"Would a high school student say a friendship breakup statement like this like an elementary school student?" Futaba rolled her eyes.
"It's not the words that matter, but the ideas."
Because he has few friends, Sakuta places great importance on each friend, which is very similar to Ryuji.
Futaba remained silent, of course she knew what kind of personality this pig-headed teenager Sakuta had.
Should dja say that she is the one who gets the best of everything herself or something else? As a friend, she should still have this kind of trust.
Futaba glanced at Ryuji who was waiting outside the door and thought about this.
At least there was someone by her side now.
"I think you should convince me," Futaba opened her heart.
"So you are the same person again?" Ryuji glanced at the bathroom, but of course he could only see the door blocking his view.
"Don't look over here, you idiot!" Futaba's face turned red.
"Only the outline can be seen."
This is already bad!
Futaba squatted back in the bath as if she was angry, exhaling and making bubbles in the water.
"I don't think it has recovered yet."
She can still feel things like this now. If another Futaba comes back, she at least get a little taste of it...
"In the end, I had to do Futaba's other ideological work. I'm not good at parenting," Ryuji sighed.
"I think you enjoyed it," Futaba hummed.
After Futaba finished showering, she changed her clothes and came out.
"Let's sleep in the living room today."
If she was in the bedroom and Ryuji was in the guest room, she would still feel uncomfortable.
It's not that she still has psychological burdens, it's just that she is afraid of the harassment messages in the afternoon.
"Your house is well secured, there is no way a thief could sneak in."
Despite their complaints, Ryuji and Futaba put a blanket on the living room floor together.
As for Futaba... She took over the couch.
Even though the sofa was huge, she didn't want to share it with him. Ryuji thought depressedly.
It was a new experience for Futaba to have the opposite sex sleeping next to her, even though there was a coffee table between them.
"Hyakki, are you asleep?" Futaba asked while lying on the sofa.
"Sleep."
"Don't repeat the same behavior twice," Futaba said helplessly.
"Sleeping early and waking up early is good for your health," Ryuji opened his eyes and asked, "So why can't you sleep? Do you want to listen to a bedtime story?"
"Don't treat me like a child," Futaba frowned, "And after saying those words, do you think I can sleep?"
"Okay, what do you want?"
"I don't know either," Futaba shook her head, "Didn't you just talk about telling stories? Why don't you try it?"
"Do we still want to talk about the results?"