C3 Part72

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He

opened that cupboard first since Kusamakura happened to come today,

but if he hadn’t noticed it until tomorrow, he would have ended up looking for it in the morning when he was busy. He was frozen stiff, still grasping the mug, until Kusamakura called out

to him.

“What’s wrong?”

The face he turned to him

must have been making a terribly pathetic

expression.

“Tatsumi?”

“……I knew it, there’s

been someone in here other than me.”

“Did something

happen?”

Tatsumi explained how the location of his mug had

changed as his expression tensed. The possibility that it was his own

miss or mistake wasn’t zero of course. It could have been that, or

maybe he wasn’t aware he was a sleepwalker. However, it was

definitely natural to think it was someone else’s doing when things

like this happened. It was definitely natural, but that in of itself

made him afraid for another reason. He locked the door. He made sure

to lock it. So how did they get in?

—Scary.

He had

no idea. Had someone made a duplicate of his key? It was scary enough

if it was someone he knew, but when he thought about someone he

didn’t know coming into his home, he became even more afraid. Even if

there was someone in his home, being unable to see, he would have a

difficult time knowing about it.