Shirakawa Sawahei was momentarily dazed, as if he had returned to the scene where he lay on Tsukimi Sakurazawa's lap during forest school. Back then and now, almost nothing had changed, except the subject of his worries had shifted from Black Hearted Lolita to the cute little Ise Yu.
He sighed heavily, covering his brow with his hand and said, "There's nothing more to consult about... Tsukimi, you can't help me with this."
"Who says that! How would I know if I can or can't if you don't tell me?" The whiny little monster retorted in dissatisfaction, "Shirakawa, we're good buddies, right? Helping a friend solve problems is basic isn't it?"
"But you really can't help... It's mainly my own problem."
"That, Shirakawa, why have you become so wishy-washy... you weren't like this before, you know."
Shirakawa Sawahei was silent for a moment, then chuckled lightly, "What was I like before?"
