Kakashi didn't know how he made it home. Passing the neighboring balcony, he didn't see the usual glimmer of light; it was pitch black, and utterly terrifying.
Back inside, his apartment felt emptier than ever. It wasn't even a large place, so why did it feel so vast?
This was the tablecloth Momoko had bought, claiming she couldn't resist pink rabbits. There was still a bottle of sparkling water she'd won in a raffle in the fridge, since she couldn't fit any more at her own place. And that lounge chair—she'd broken it last time, so she'd bought a new one by way of apology...
Chapter 290