After that weirdly enjoyable date, Satoru continue with his normal life as a contractor/salory man. Of with the dating life and back with the busy official atmosphere and the mountain of paper lying around his desk that he so use to

It was a troublesome to said the lest, although quite good at being a contractor but his kind natural often make the job harder for him in each weekend

Since Satoru often help the junior and intern that work under him which often earn him a scold from his own boss.

“Jeez— glad that over?” Satoru said after sign in relieve.

Walking along the sidewalk, Satoru mind drifted back to the date he had few days ago which kind of anoyed him on how well it when.

“Damn it— I can still hear Tamaru laughing his ass out” he mumble, remembering his intern teasing words

“So? How’d it go?—She said she was fine with it.— LOL, but did you have fun?—Bet you have fun right senpai?”

Holding his anger in, Satoru continue walk back to his apartment in utterly defended.

Approaching to his apartment complex, all Satoru wanted was a nice warm shower, some onigiri that he brought from a convince store and maybe a few hours of mindless TV before passing out on his bed.

But, life have a unique way to rub salt on a preson wounds, and  in this case it our boy Satoru himself.

Cause as he approached his building, he noticed something or someone is standing in front of his apartment door.

A girl with long dark hair, wearing a hoodie with a black Sailor Fuku school uniform underneath, her arms crossed as she rested her back against the door.

Satoru blinked for a moment, then call out. “Hinata?”his voice right now is full with confusion as she approach Hinata.

Hearing someone calling her, Hinata turn and looked at at him, her violet eyes sharp as ever.

“Took you long enough.” she said casually.

“What… what are you doing here?”

“Ran away from home,” Hinata said flatly while looking at the pack full school bag on the floor next to her*

Satoru froze then he scream. “Wait. What!!?”

Sighed, Hinata look away while explain the reason for her action. “Had a fight with my mom. A big one. So I left.”

Ran a hand through his hair, Satoru feeling like he just lose 10 years of his age just from this alone. But then something hit him.

“wait.... How did you even find my apartment!?” he ask nervously.

With a smirked, Hinata pull out her phone and show it to Satoru. “It’s not that hard actually. I just looked up your company’s registration, found the employee records, and used some databases to cross-reference your address.”

Satoru paled. “You what!!?”

Hinata shrugged. “People’s information is easier to track than they think.”

He stared at her, completely dumbfounded. “That’s—I- I don't know what to said—”

“shocking right?” she said, completely unfazed while Satoru is having a not so good time right now.

“This girl was something else.” he thought while, sighing out his suffering

“Alright, so you found my place. But why come here of all places?” he ask again, this time more calmly.

Hinata hesitate for a second and looked away then speak in much weaker and smaller voice. “I—don't have anywhere else to go.”

Hearing that Satoru’s annoyance fade. He could tell this not a simple fight between mom and daughter, there something more to it.

But he won't dig deeper into it, not when he have his hands full with THIS right now.

“You really know how to make things complicated, huh?” Satoru ask, rubbing his temples to stay calm.

“I won’t stay long,” she added quickly. “Just need a place to cool my head.”

“Alright, fine—.” He said, opening the door of his appartment and step in “just don't make thing more troublesome okay?”

“No promises”

And with that Hinata followed Satoru into his appartment, and as he locked the door behind them, he couldn’t help but think “How did my life get so weird all of a sudden—?”