When Hakuba came back, he was happy to see that Kuroba was still on the room, even if he was giving him a suspicious glare. Kuroba looked like a angry cat, ready to scratch him and run away. He approached his classmate, a glass of water and a small white box in his hands, and offered them to Kaito.

“I noticed the cringe. I wouldn’t be any good at my job If I didn’t.” Hakuba wonders why he always say” his job” when he was talking about he noticing things. It was more like a way of life, really.

“They’re just aspirins. Better than paracetamol, because unlike it, aspirin is a very effective anti-inflammatory agent.”