By the time they reach the Sasagawa residence, Chikusa has almost managed to nod off. The fact that Ken’s run is loping and rough hasn’t been a problem at all. They’ve had to sleep in worse conditions, after all, so what’s this to Chikusa? Where there’s a will, there’s a way…. And god knows that Chikusa is at any given time longing for rest and apathy.

Besides. Miracle of miracles, no one has seen them and managed to call the cops on a pair of bloodied boys looking like hell.

After a few moments of them having been brought to a standstill outside the place, Chikusa starts to stir. “...Ken? What are you doing?”