At the bottom of the stairs, Souji glances around. Everything is still where it should be, even the clutter on the kitchen table. It had to be the way it always was when Nanako and Dojima got back.

That dog is still barking. It barks most nights, but lately it seems like it's gotten louder.

"What did you bring?" He tries not to make it sound like a demand. He's not trying to push Yousuke out of the house. His presence is a relief, even if it's awkward after what he saw.