“Is onii-chan still like that?”
“Yup.”
I peeked at Fuyaha, he’s still sitting on the chair, one hand supporting his head, spacing out while staring at the blackboard. Seems like his soul is already in Las Vegas.
“Onii-chan has been like this since last night.”
“What happened?”
Can it be that, because I transformed into a loli last night, I ran to Fuyaha’s house, then Fuyaha just randomly started shaking. Is he having a rare disease?
No way?...