(A/N: Whoops, I forgot the daily life day XX for the past few chapters-)

Shiori walked upstairs to the kitchen on the fourth floor.

Bunta was there washing the dishes.

"Oh, hey there Doi!" Bunta waved.

Do you want to spend your Free Time with Bunta?

Yes
No

Bunta finished washing the dishes and placed them in the dishwasher, "What are you doing up here?"

"Wanted to spend time with someone."

"Why me?"

Shiori shrugged.

"Why did you start baking?"

Bunta smiled fondly, "My mom adored sweets. She was always sick, and dad was never home because of work, so I learnt to bake for her."

Was?

"Was? Did she die?"

Bunta bit his lip.

I need to learn to stay quiet.

Bunta sighed, and nodded, "You need to learn to keep some thoughts in your head."

Shiori nodded.

"Want to help me plan out food for tomorrow?"

Bunta and I discussed the menu for tomorrow's event.

I think Bunta and I grew a little closer today.

Tamao walked into the room, "Hey, can you guys help us move some stuff up here?"

"Sure!"

"Why not?"

The three of them helped the rest of the group moved their items to the fourth floor.

As Shiori settled into her sleeping arrangement, being the last person to fall asleep, or so she thought, Tamao approached her.

"Can I sleep with you?"

"You're sleeping next to me already."

"I meant, like, we share the blanket!" Tamao rubbed her arms, "I kinda want someone to hug."

Shiori slid over a couple inches, laying down, "Go ahead."

"Thanks."

Tamao laid down next to Shiori, facing her. She quickly fell asleep hugging Shiori.

As Shiori fell asleep, she had one last thought.

Tomorrow's the last day before someone dies.

Either one person kills, or we all drown.

And with that thought, she fell asleep.