[Kuroto]
“……”
[Kuroto]
“Jeez, that guy…”
[Kuroto]
“If you’re going to make up an alias, why couldn’t you have told them more normal names? Why did you have to say something so stupid.”
[Kuroto]
“I mean, our aliases shouldn't be all that different from our real names, right?”
[Kuroto]
“Considering we're being chased right now, shouldn’t we do everything we can to avoid suspicion? But then he goes and talks about things like bears and rabbits…”
[Kuroto]
“Well, it may actually have the opposite effect and clear the suspicion.”
[Kuroto]
“But… even though his pursuers haven’t come after us this far yet, they may sniff us out somehow, so we can’t be careless.”
[Kuroto]
“……”
[Kuroto]
“How long am I planning on sticking with this guy…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Huh, Kuroto?”
[Kuroto]
“What, you’re awake?”
[Hanashiro]
“I heard the door open… Did you go somewhere, Kuroto?”
[Kuroto]
“Yeah, I got some medicine. You woke up just in time. Here.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh…? Medicine…?”
[Kuroto]
“Don’t tell me you don’t want to take it.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Sorry, but that's exactly what I'm going to say.”
[Kuroto]
“Seriously, just how much of a child are you?”
[Hanashiro]
“To put it bluntly, I don’t understand how anyone can drink something so gross and be okay with it.”
[Kuroto]
“It’s not really something you drink for the taste. Never mind, just drink it. Then hurry up and get better.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Ugh… it smells kinda gross…”
[Kuroto]
“Don't be stupid, it doesn’t have a smell… here, take this too.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh? This is…?”
[Kuroto]
“I thought it'd be good to ask for this too, just in case. It’s warm juice, for children. Wash it down with that.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Hmph… I guess I'm a child, after all.”
[Kuroto]
“Totally. To the point where I'm not even surprised anymore.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Guh… haa…”
[Hanashiro]
“Ugh, it was bitter, just like I thought it'd be…”
[Kuroto]
“Idiot. Didn’t I tell you it’s not something you taste. What are you doing?”
[Hanashiro]
“I can’t help it if I can’t drink it right.”
[Kuroto]
“Don’t you just lift your head, throw it down your throat, and swallow it down?”
[Hanashiro]
“I told you I can’t do it. The powder sticks to my throat and I can’t breathe. I hate it.”
[Kuroto]
“…Next time you take it, I’ll help you. You should be able to do that much at least.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huuuh, I have to drink it again?”
[Kuroto]
“Tomorrow morning.”
[Hanashiro]
“Ngh…”
[Kuroto]
“Stop sulking. If you’re done, hurry up and go to sleep.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh, I slept enough earlier. If I sleep any more than this, I’ll feel worse.”
[Kuroto]
“What are you talking about? You have a cold. We need to get out of here tomorrow. If you don’t get better, it’s just going to be rough on you later.”
[Hanashiro]
“But I’m not sleepy.”
[Kuroto]
“...*Sigh*, you're something else…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Huh?”
[Hanashiro]
“Woah… wh-what are you doing?!”
[Kuroto]
“It’s fine, so lay down. Even if you can’t sleep, just doing this will change that.”
[Hanashiro]
“Don’t force me down, that hurt, jeez.”
[Kuroto]
“Ooh, sorry about that.”
[Hanashiro]
“You aren’t sorry at all.”
[Kuroto]
“What about you? What’s with this hand? Don’t grab onto my sleeve.”
[Hanashiro]
“I’m doing what you asked, so in exchange, talk to me. You can put away the medicine later, right?”
[Kuroto]
“…Talk?”
[Hanashiro]
“You can sing too, like a lullaby or something.”
[Kuroto]
“…Are you telling me to baby you? Hey. How old are you, anyway?”
[Hanashiro]
“But sleeping alone is boring.”
[Kuroto]
“It’s not a problem of whether it’s boring or not.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Whatever, it’s not like I really thought you would.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I just thought you could stay here with me for a bit.”
[Kuroto]
“…Hm…?”
[Hanashiro]
“For some reason, when I’m alone, I start thinking about all the bad things…”
[Kuroto]
“……”
------------------------------------------
>Guess I have no choice
>Stop acting like a spoiled child
------------------------------------------
>Guess I have no choice
[Kuroto]
“…Jeez…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Huh?”
[Kuroto]
“I don’t know what to talk about.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
“Anyway, hurry up and go to sleep.
Once the medicine kicks in, you’ll fall asleep soon after.”
[Kuroto]
“…I’ll be here, too.”
[Hanashiro]
“……”
[Hanashiro]
“…Yeah.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Hanashiro]
“It's strange.”
[Kuroto]
“What is?”
[Hanashiro]
“Even though I’ve gotten sick like this so many times before… somehow, it’s different from before. It’s not painful at all.”
[Kuroto]
“…Isn’t that because of the medicine?”
[Hanashiro]
“That might be it. What good medicine.”
[Kuroto]
“Hey, now…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Thanks.”
[Kuroto]
“For what?”
[Hanashiro]
“This is the first time… anyone has stuck by me like this.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“…Go to sleep… I get it.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Okay.”
[Kuroto]
“……”
[Hanashiro]
“…Hey.”
[Kuroto]
“…Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“Don’t worry about what I said before we came here, okay?”
[Kuroto]
“…What?”
[Hanashiro]
“I just didn’t know what to do anymore... It's fine if you don't remember, though.”
[Kuroto]
“Ooh… that.”
[Hanashiro]
“That was probably... because of the fever…”
[Kuroto]
“I’ll ask you when you’re better.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh?”
[Kuroto]
“I’ll ask about that when you’re better. About your guardian, right? She's why you're doing this.”
[Hanashiro]
“…...”
[Kuroto]
“I’ll ask you about your guardian and your pursuers once you get better.”
[Kuroto]
“…So, sleep for now.”
[Hanashiro]
“Kuroto, all you’ve been saying this whole time is sleep, sleep.”
[Kuroto]
“Of course, because you’re sick. I’ll keep telling you that because sleep has more healing powers than you think.”
[Hanashiro]
“Seriously, all you remember are those kind of things, huh.”
[Kuroto]
“Hm? …Ooh, if you say so.”
[Hanashiro]
“You haven’t remembered anything yet?”
[Kuroto]
“Yeah.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I see.”
[Kuroto]
“Well, getting worked up about it won’t change anything. It’ll probably come back eventually... that's what I think, anyway.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I see…”
[Kuroto]
“That’s why you shouldn’t worry about it, either.”
[Hanashiro]
“…What are you talking about? That’s not gunna happen.”
[Kuroto]
“Well, that might be true.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Seriously, what are you even talking about...”
[Kuroto]
“…Hanashiro?”
[Hanashiro]
“…But that’s good.”
[Kuroto]
“…Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“I’m glad you aren’t that bothered by it.”
[Kuroto]
“What are you talking about? Of course it bothers me. I’m just going to stop worrying about it.”
[Hanashiro]
“Yeah, well, I guess so…”
[Kuroto]
“…Hey, if you’re getting tired, why don’t you stop pushing yourself and sleep?”
[Hanashiro]
“No way, what a waste.”
[Kuroto]
“Stupid. What would be a waste?”
[Hanashiro]
“It'd be a waste. Because time is…”
[Kuroto]
“Time?”
[Hanashiro]
“…No, never mind. I’m getting sleepy, so I don’t know what I’m saying anymore.”
[Kuroto]
“That’s why I told you to sleep.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Got it, I’ll sleep. Good night.”
[Kuroto]
“Yeah.”
[Hanashiro]
“And… sorry.”
[Kuroto]
“Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“…That it ended up like this…”
[Kuroto]
“If you're trying to apologize, then hurry up and get better.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Yeah…”
[Kuroto]
“……”
[Kuroto]
“He’s asleep? He really can sleep anywhere.”
[Kuroto]
“He kept talking even though he was sleepy… What the hell was he thinking?”
[Kuroto]
“…His fever has gone down quite a bit. I guess I don’t have to worry anymore.”
[Kuroto]
“…Well, I better keep an eye on him for now…”
[Kuroto]
“…But how am I supposed to sleep…”
“……”
[Kuroto]
“Jeez, that guy…”
[Kuroto]
“If you’re going to make up an alias, why couldn’t you have told them more normal names? Why did you have to say something so stupid.”
[Kuroto]
“I mean, our aliases shouldn't be all that different from our real names, right?”
[Kuroto]
“Considering we're being chased right now, shouldn’t we do everything we can to avoid suspicion? But then he goes and talks about things like bears and rabbits…”
[Kuroto]
“Well, it may actually have the opposite effect and clear the suspicion.”
[Kuroto]
“But… even though his pursuers haven’t come after us this far yet, they may sniff us out somehow, so we can’t be careless.”
[Kuroto]
“……”
[Kuroto]
“How long am I planning on sticking with this guy…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Huh, Kuroto?”
[Kuroto]
“What, you’re awake?”
[Hanashiro]
“I heard the door open… Did you go somewhere, Kuroto?”
[Kuroto]
“Yeah, I got some medicine. You woke up just in time. Here.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh…? Medicine…?”
[Kuroto]
“Don’t tell me you don’t want to take it.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Sorry, but that's exactly what I'm going to say.”
[Kuroto]
“Seriously, just how much of a child are you?”
[Hanashiro]
“To put it bluntly, I don’t understand how anyone can drink something so gross and be okay with it.”
[Kuroto]
“It’s not really something you drink for the taste. Never mind, just drink it. Then hurry up and get better.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Ugh… it smells kinda gross…”
[Kuroto]
“Don't be stupid, it doesn’t have a smell… here, take this too.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh? This is…?”
[Kuroto]
“I thought it'd be good to ask for this too, just in case. It’s warm juice, for children. Wash it down with that.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Hmph… I guess I'm a child, after all.”
[Kuroto]
“Totally. To the point where I'm not even surprised anymore.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Guh… haa…”
[Hanashiro]
“Ugh, it was bitter, just like I thought it'd be…”
[Kuroto]
“Idiot. Didn’t I tell you it’s not something you taste. What are you doing?”
[Hanashiro]
“I can’t help it if I can’t drink it right.”
[Kuroto]
“Don’t you just lift your head, throw it down your throat, and swallow it down?”
[Hanashiro]
“I told you I can’t do it. The powder sticks to my throat and I can’t breathe. I hate it.”
[Kuroto]
“…Next time you take it, I’ll help you. You should be able to do that much at least.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huuuh, I have to drink it again?”
[Kuroto]
“Tomorrow morning.”
[Hanashiro]
“Ngh…”
[Kuroto]
“Stop sulking. If you’re done, hurry up and go to sleep.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh, I slept enough earlier. If I sleep any more than this, I’ll feel worse.”
[Kuroto]
“What are you talking about? You have a cold. We need to get out of here tomorrow. If you don’t get better, it’s just going to be rough on you later.”
[Hanashiro]
“But I’m not sleepy.”
[Kuroto]
“...*Sigh*, you're something else…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Huh?”
[Hanashiro]
“Woah… wh-what are you doing?!”
[Kuroto]
“It’s fine, so lay down. Even if you can’t sleep, just doing this will change that.”
[Hanashiro]
“Don’t force me down, that hurt, jeez.”
[Kuroto]
“Ooh, sorry about that.”
[Hanashiro]
“You aren’t sorry at all.”
[Kuroto]
“What about you? What’s with this hand? Don’t grab onto my sleeve.”
[Hanashiro]
“I’m doing what you asked, so in exchange, talk to me. You can put away the medicine later, right?”
[Kuroto]
“…Talk?”
[Hanashiro]
“You can sing too, like a lullaby or something.”
[Kuroto]
“…Are you telling me to baby you? Hey. How old are you, anyway?”
[Hanashiro]
“But sleeping alone is boring.”
[Kuroto]
“It’s not a problem of whether it’s boring or not.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Whatever, it’s not like I really thought you would.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I just thought you could stay here with me for a bit.”
[Kuroto]
“…Hm…?”
[Hanashiro]
“For some reason, when I’m alone, I start thinking about all the bad things…”
[Kuroto]
“……”
------------------------------------------
>Guess I have no choice
>Stop acting like a spoiled child
------------------------------------------
>Guess I have no choice
[Kuroto]
“…Jeez…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Huh?”
[Kuroto]
“I don’t know what to talk about.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Kuroto.”
[Kuroto]
“Anyway, hurry up and go to sleep.
Once the medicine kicks in, you’ll fall asleep soon after.”
[Kuroto]
“…I’ll be here, too.”
[Hanashiro]
“……”
[Hanashiro]
“…Yeah.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Hanashiro]
“It's strange.”
[Kuroto]
“What is?”
[Hanashiro]
“Even though I’ve gotten sick like this so many times before… somehow, it’s different from before. It’s not painful at all.”
[Kuroto]
“…Isn’t that because of the medicine?”
[Hanashiro]
“That might be it. What good medicine.”
[Kuroto]
“Hey, now…”
[Hanashiro]
“…Thanks.”
[Kuroto]
“For what?”
[Hanashiro]
“This is the first time… anyone has stuck by me like this.”
[Kuroto]
“......”
[Kuroto]
“…Go to sleep… I get it.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Okay.”
[Kuroto]
“……”
[Hanashiro]
“…Hey.”
[Kuroto]
“…Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“Don’t worry about what I said before we came here, okay?”
[Kuroto]
“…What?”
[Hanashiro]
“I just didn’t know what to do anymore... It's fine if you don't remember, though.”
[Kuroto]
“Ooh… that.”
[Hanashiro]
“That was probably... because of the fever…”
[Kuroto]
“I’ll ask you when you’re better.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh?”
[Kuroto]
“I’ll ask about that when you’re better. About your guardian, right? She's why you're doing this.”
[Hanashiro]
“…...”
[Kuroto]
“I’ll ask you about your guardian and your pursuers once you get better.”
[Kuroto]
“…So, sleep for now.”
[Hanashiro]
“Kuroto, all you’ve been saying this whole time is sleep, sleep.”
[Kuroto]
“Of course, because you’re sick. I’ll keep telling you that because sleep has more healing powers than you think.”
[Hanashiro]
“Seriously, all you remember are those kind of things, huh.”
[Kuroto]
“Hm? …Ooh, if you say so.”
[Hanashiro]
“You haven’t remembered anything yet?”
[Kuroto]
“Yeah.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I see.”
[Kuroto]
“Well, getting worked up about it won’t change anything. It’ll probably come back eventually... that's what I think, anyway.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I see…”
[Kuroto]
“That’s why you shouldn’t worry about it, either.”
[Hanashiro]
“…What are you talking about? That’s not gunna happen.”
[Kuroto]
“Well, that might be true.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Seriously, what are you even talking about...”
[Kuroto]
“…Hanashiro?”
[Hanashiro]
“…But that’s good.”
[Kuroto]
“…Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“I’m glad you aren’t that bothered by it.”
[Kuroto]
“What are you talking about? Of course it bothers me. I’m just going to stop worrying about it.”
[Hanashiro]
“Yeah, well, I guess so…”
[Kuroto]
“…Hey, if you’re getting tired, why don’t you stop pushing yourself and sleep?”
[Hanashiro]
“No way, what a waste.”
[Kuroto]
“Stupid. What would be a waste?”
[Hanashiro]
“It'd be a waste. Because time is…”
[Kuroto]
“Time?”
[Hanashiro]
“…No, never mind. I’m getting sleepy, so I don’t know what I’m saying anymore.”
[Kuroto]
“That’s why I told you to sleep.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Got it, I’ll sleep. Good night.”
[Kuroto]
“Yeah.”
[Hanashiro]
“And… sorry.”
[Kuroto]
“Hm?”
[Hanashiro]
“…That it ended up like this…”
[Kuroto]
“If you're trying to apologize, then hurry up and get better.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Yeah…”
[Kuroto]
“……”
[Kuroto]
“He’s asleep? He really can sleep anywhere.”
[Kuroto]
“He kept talking even though he was sleepy… What the hell was he thinking?”
[Kuroto]
“…His fever has gone down quite a bit. I guess I don’t have to worry anymore.”
[Kuroto]
“…Well, I better keep an eye on him for now…”
[Kuroto]
“…But how am I supposed to sleep…”
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