Naegi sighed, walking into his room and scratched his head. He totally couldn't remember what he had been doing a moment before, and when he tried to call Komaru got a disconnected line..? He'd have to ask his parents about it... Maybe she just got a new number, though it was kind of worrisome to think about.
He glanced up once in his room, but stopped in his tracks when he saw Makoto making his bed in a maid dress..?
Wha-M-M-Makoto, what're you...? What're you d-doing in my dress?












