Chapter 91

When Sakuragi woke up, his head throbbed. He had never drunk so much in his life, and he wasn't accustomed to the aftereffects of a hangover. His memory had cut out completely after leaving the restaurant. While brushing his teeth in the bathroom, he tried his hardest to recall how he’d gotten home, but nothing came to mind. What was even more bizarre was that his bed had been made, he was wearing pajamas, and—if his intuition was correct—he had even washed his face; all that was missing was the shower and the actual brushing. Still, considering how many teammates had been at dinner, it was normal for someone to have helped him, so he didn't dwell on it. After finishing his morning routine, he checked his phone, let out an "Oh," and scurried to the door. When he opened it, Ms. Fujii was sitting on the porch looking at her phone. She looked up at the sound, smiled, and said, "Good morning, Hanamichi." She had expected Sakuragi to be out late, so she had intentionally arrived a bit later than usual, but it turned out she was still early.