Saionji, now three inches tall, climbed on top of Komaeda's head and into his hair

"Big bro Komaeda! Your hair is the only good thing about you, isn't it? I'm going to

sleep in it, and make it my house, and you can't do anything about it!" Saionji said, content with herself.

"By all means, go ahead and use it! I'm so glad one of you super high school levels have a use for someone like me!" Komaeda replied, genuinely happy for himself. "If I may, I think I feel slightly less than complete garbage! Maybe- maybe a forgotten banana peel, perhaps?"

"Don't talk like that! You're still complete garbage, you know!" Saionji snapped, slightly upset she didn't get the protest against her actions like she expected. "Now shut up, will you? I'm thinking here."

Komaeda nodded, and even though she couldn't see it she could still feel it, the nod throwing her completely off balance. She gave a tiny cry at the unexpected movement and fell on her back before she could do anything about it.

"You big lug! Don't do that again!" Saionji scolded Komaeda and he quickly apologized. She sighed. Being this small had its disadvantages, but she's going to have to deal with it. Picking herself up, she started wandering through the vast, white cotton-candy like forest that was Komaeda's hair. A small breeze was flowing through, presumably because the tall boy was walking, and it carried a soft, strawberry scent. What, he washes his hair with strawberry shampoo? Saionji thought. At least it smells good. It was sunny out, but the bush of hair left most of the harsh sunlight out while still being warm enough to be comfortable. She can get used to this

Soon Saionji reached a tall tuft of hair sticking out (well they were all sticking out, but this one was taller than most). She circled around it, deep in thought.

"Heh- Hey S-saionji? What are you doing up there? That part's kinda s-sensitive..." Komaeda barely got that out because he was trying so hard not to laugh. He was really struggling with the way his head was moving in small abrupt movements, and Saionji was about to topple over again so she made a quick decision to grab the upright strands of hair she was near...

Hinata has been watching Komaeda for some time now. He passed by him earlier, muttering something about Saionji, and Hinata immediately became suspicious because Komaeda doesn't really go along with anyone, much less Saionji, of all people. Leaving that boy with anyone after what happened in the first trial was just asking for problems, and even worse was that he hadn't seen Saionji in a while. Hinata feared for the worst

Komaeda walked through the sands slowly, and taking care not to move his head much, Hinata noticed. Also, he was talking to himself. Plotting something, maybe. Hinata moved to hide behind every palm tree Komaeda walked past, to try to catch a few of his words and hopefully avoid another incident like the first murder

It's probably not that extreme, but nobody really knows with this guy.

Hinata was surprised by a loud, high-pitched cry of pain coming from the other boy's general direction. His first thought was 'so it's really a murder, isn't it?!" Fear and anger clouded his judgment and quickly he closed the distance between them to tackle Komaeda down before he could do anything else...

But there was no one else around. Huh?

Underneath him, Komaeda groaned in pain

Hinata heard an even smaller voice, this time in anger.

"You idiot! Can't you stay still, for one second?!"

Hinata looked down to look for the source of the familiar voice, and found Saionji, clinging on to a tuft of Komaeda's hair like it was the only thing that separated her from life and death. It probably was though, because even though Komaeda was face down in the sand it was a huge drop for Saionji at her current height. Her tiny face was red with anger

"Big bro Hinata! Don't just stay there! Help me!"

Hinata started to move his hands around Saionji at the command, and picked her up, but he wasn't really paying attention. He was still having difficulty processing the scene before him

'Why is Saionji so small? What's she doing in Komaeda's hair?'

'Komaeda...'

Hinata reached the conclusion that it was all the other boy's doing

"What the hell is this?!" Hinata said. "Komaeda, explain yourself!"

Komaeda lifted his head and spit out some sand from being suddenly pushed to the ground. He couldn't really move his hands since they got pinned down with the rest of his body by Komaeda, so he couldn't open his eyes without getting sand in them

"Hinata-kun, is that you? Ah, it's alright if you want to use me for sitting if you don't want sand on your nice clothes! Even though- it's ge-getting hard to b-breathe...!"

Hinata shifted off the boy and Komaeda immediately rolled on his back, taking deep breaths and using his arms to wipe the rest of the sand off his face

When his eyes opened Hinata shoved the tiny Saionji in his face. "This! Explain this!"

"Hey hey! don't just shove me around! I'm delicate!" after a little thought Saionji added, "And I'll bite your fingers!"