Someone moving around in the room had been enough to wake Kengo up. It came with the unhealthy sense of paranoia he carried with him as a result of being part of the club. When it came to how strong the members were, Kengo considered himself in the lower half, but he also realized how valuable he was to their operation. It was surprising to him that he'd never been singled out by any of their enemies, which only helped him to keep his awareness up until either the threat was gone entirely, or he knew not to worry about it anymore.

Putting one hand down on the bed, Kengo pushed his body up a bit. He hadn't managed to sleep for more than five minutes at a time and he certainly looked like it. For a moment, he tried to decide between sitting up or laying back down, but the final decision seemed to result in him choosing the more comfortable option. When he laid back down, he turned onto his other side to face the door, looking around for the source of the noise.

... oh. Was that it...?

"Ryusei...?"