This would be the first girl to officially visit his room. Karuizawa Kei's visit last time had been a sudden attack, so it didn't count.
The room wasn't messy; if anything, it was a little too bare.
Aside from the standard furniture provided by the School Administration, he owned very few personal belongings. There was a laptop on his desk, with a Water Heater beside it.
"This really is too bare..." Shimizu Akira said, stroking his chin as he looked around.
Since he couldn't cook, he didn't even have the most basic kitchen utensils.
A few cases of mineral water were stacked in the corner. Beside his neatly hung uniforms, there were only two casual outfits in his wardrobe.
Come to think of it, this place was almost identical to the single-person dorm room he'd lived in when he was a working adult in his previous life.
He rolled up his sleeves and started tidying up. He smoothed the wrinkled sheets, then put the scattered stationery away in a drawer.
As he bagged the trash on the floor, he took his phone out of his bag and glanced at it. It was already 6:40.
"Right, I should look into what sort of person Shiina Hiyori from Class C is." Shimizu Akira slapped his forehead, finally remembering the important matter.
Since she'd already started investigating last month's "rental surveillance" incident as a "detective," he had to find a way to keep the truth from coming out, as one of the people involved.
Although the two of them had crossed paths once in the library last month, they'd been no more than strangers who happened to meet.
They'd exchanged fewer than ten words in total, yet the girl had left a deep impression on him.
Shiina Hiyori felt like a literary girl