Slightly drunk
-Raito-kun? I think I had a bit too much of those liquor sweets you gave me. I'm wasted.
-I didn't thought they were that strong…
-Neither did I! Could you please guide me to my room? I'm not used to being drunk.
-Well, of course I will. We're handcuffed, remember?
-Ah? It seemed to me I had removed the handcuffs…
-Stop talking nonsense Ryûzaki. You really are wasted. Look, here's the chain.
-Oh, I see… But it's not handcuffed to us, right, Raito?
-Well, we can arrange that. Give me your hands.
-… Why to I get both handcuffs, Raito-kun?
-Because.
-Even drunk, I'm not sure that one was a good answer.
-Confide in me: you'll soon see it was.
-Eyh, these are my clothes!
-Do you need them right now?
-Err…
-Good.
(Door closed)
(Door opened)
-Good morning Ryûzaki-chan! How are you?
-Not half as fresh as you are, Raito-"chan"… I've got such a hangover…
-Oh. Really.
-Yeah, and my butt hurts a bit, too; however, I don't feel sick. Strange, isn't?
-Oh, really?
-I wonder why… Whatever, I'll be fine. What time is it? I slept unusually late didn't I? Hum… time for Watari to report to me the events of the night.
-Wait –what?
-I said: "It's time for Watari to"… Speaking of the devil! Here he comes. Hi, good morning Watari! How… Raito-kun? Why are you running aw– Wait, Watari? What are you doing with an ax– WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?