Unexpected Help
When Enomoto showed up at their clubroom, the guy looked like he was racing against time. He pushed the door open as hard as he could as if it became his break from the rush. Then, while hunched back as he scanned the room, he was gasping for breath and sweating profusely. Gone was the invincible and mysterious image that he initially showed me.
Either the importance of his childhood friend was this high or he just really couldn’t trust my word that he had to quickly check. According to what I learned from Shizu as well as the records related to this club, the guy struggled to earn them this safe space. Now that I could simply invade them while using my authority as the Disciplinary Officer, restlessness must’ve been creeping on him. Hence, this behavior.
Well, there’s also a possibility that I was reading too much into it but at the moment, that would be my judgement based on what he’s showing.