Len noticed Miku's dwindling visits. Not that he missed her. She was annoying, he would never miss her.

He quietly trod to the last room of the floor.

Len thought it wouldn't hurt to check up on her though. But, reminder: he didn't care. He was only going to check if annoying weird miku was still alive or something. He at least owed her that, he mused.

He opened the door slightly and peeked.

Len decided not to go anywhere near the last room of the second floor ever again, lest he wanted to see a madwoman in (what seemed like a certain blond ninja's) orange jumpsuit doing hand signs and yelling rasengan on the top of her lungs.

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notes: like who doesnt love nart amirite