The door. Quickly, stop everything, take the Switch out, return the screen to how it was, shove the Switch in his pocket—
He breathed a sigh of relief when he looked over his shoulder and saw that Utahoshi wasn't approaching. He took another minute to wipe any evidence that he'd tampered with the settings on the console, and then poked his head out. "Utahoshi-kun? I thought you were with Kisaragi-kun."
In his pocket, Ryusei's hand tightened around Meteor Switch. He really should have been more careful. Barred the door, maybe, put a bell in front of the locker. It wasn't simply a matter of being discovered; he'd lose everything if he was exposed again.
No, calm down. If Utahoshi had seen anything suspicious, he wouldn't keep it to himself. Ryusei had to rely on that judgement of Utahoshi's character. For now.
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He breathed a sigh of relief when he looked over his shoulder and saw that Utahoshi wasn't approaching. He took another minute to wipe any evidence that he'd tampered with the settings on the console, and then poked his head out. "Utahoshi-kun? I thought you were with Kisaragi-kun."
In his pocket, Ryusei's hand tightened around Meteor Switch. He really should have been more careful. Barred the door, maybe, put a bell in front of the locker. It wasn't simply a matter of being discovered; he'd lose everything if he was exposed again.
No, calm down. If Utahoshi had seen anything suspicious, he wouldn't keep it to himself. Ryusei had to rely on that judgement of Utahoshi's character. For now.