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As Agasa finally stopped in front of his house, an exhausted sigh left his throat. He stopped the engine, got out of his car and closed the door more loudly than he usually did. He had been on a meeting with other inventors for the last two weeks, which proved to be a rather disappointing affair. Most of them presented totally useless things no one would ever need, some of them were total amateurs without any technical knowledge. And as if that wasn't bad enough, his car refused to drive far from any gas station when he drove home. He should have been here by morning, now the sun was already setting.
He glanced at Kudou's house, thinking about going to Subaru-san to thank him for looking after Ai-chan, but he was simply too tired. The man was considerate enough that he'd understand. Maybe there was even some soup left in the kitchen. At that thought his stomach started grumbling. Hopefully there was some soup. He hurriedly got his luggage out of the car that started him disappointing more and more, then walked towards his house.
"I'm home", he called as he entered, but if she was in her laboratory she probably wouldn't hear him anyways. Maybe she wasn't even at home. Maybe Kudou had got her involved in a case. Again.
He left his luggage at the door, not caring that Ai-chan might be angry about it and immediately headed for the kitchen. No pot on the oven. Maybe there was something in the fridge? As he opened it, his face fell. Nothing in there but a few vegetables. Could this day become any worse?, he thought and sat down on a chair. That trip was a waste of time.
