Everyone in the room stared back at her like she'd just suggested robbing a bank...
The blue-haired girl, whose name Leo still didn't know, lifted her head from a pillow... "Rika... It's three in the afternoon," she mumbled, her voice muffled by the plush fabric. "And we're on the top floor of a hotel. I'm too tired to get down the elevator."
Sarah, who had been resting against Leo's shoulder, sat up with a groan... "Yamamoto, what are you even talking about?"
She exclaimed, her voice laced with exhaustion. "Fishing? Right now? We're not doing that. When we were ready for it this morning, you didn't want to go."
Rika just grinned, completely unfazed by the lack of enthusiasm. "Oh, come on! It's a sleepover, isn't it? You can't have a proper sleepover without a little adventure. Besides," she added, wiggling her eyebrows upwards, "it's already been planned."
