An amused chuckle escaped from Kaito's mouth, and he slid off the arm and onto the couch. He leaned back and began juggling again. "Eh, I didn't feel like using the front door," he said, his voice conveying a tone of faux boredom.

He stopped juggling again when Hakuba told him the title of the novel. He raised an eyebrow, but said nothing about the book. Instead, he merely pocketed his juggling balls (which were gas bombs, just in case) and placed his hands behind his head. "What do you want, Hakuba?"