When Ken scurries back into the bushes, he’s immediately greeted with an unhappy look from Chikusa.

After all, Ryohei is loud. It hadn’t exactly been a difficult thing to overhear a bit of what was going on up there. Chikusa would be hard pressed to repeat the whole conversation verbatim, but he knows he’s gotten the gist of it. That’s why he’s not surprised when Ryohei flings himself out of the second story window, landing and rolling with the momentum almost into the wall around the perimeter of the tiny Japanese house.

Chikusa doesn’t say anything. He merely flops onto his side despite his injuries, refusing to speak as Ryohei comes barreling over. “Hey! Don’t lay like that, it’s extremely not good!”