[It has been a while since they've had more than a brief conversation in passing, but Shouta's pretty sure that's more to do with the adjustment than anything. His new 'job', if you can even call it that (he's only decided to keep it because it lets him travel frequently, keep an eye on everyone and everything, go places he'd normally be denied access--and the cats are a bonus) keeps him busy, and like many of those they know he's been struggling to put the pieces together about what happened to September and what's changed since.

Not their friendship, of course. Even if something feels odd there, too. Like something he should remember, something important, but he can't. Their friendship is still there, still strong, still the same, at least he tells himself that's the case, and that's why he lowers the paper he's reading from over his head to give Hizashi a Look, equal parts resigned and tolerant.]

I was hoping you had. Please tell me there's not an entire living room full of people out there you've snuck in to torment me.