You have a fully furnished apartment and apparently a bus pass... Shouldn't you be doing some sort of work to ensure you keep those?

[Then again, he has a feeling down that route lies a whole lot of things he doesn't want to know about.... Well, it's too late. Sighing as he gets the oatmeal ready, with little berries included, Chikusa focuses on what's in front of him.]

[That includes the tea, apparently, as soon as the kettle whistles, and he sets out some mugs.]

I don't remember giving you permission to just help yourself to my pantry either...