Always Running Out of Time | Kousuke
It was early evening when she knocked at the door of Kousuke's room, looking around warily for passers by. It wasn't like she had anything to hide, per se, but she would rather keep their two-person resistance as low key as possible for as long as they could. All else aside, she couldn't be bothered with dealing with the inane gossip that could possibly spring as a result. Keeping a secret from Aku-chan was impossible, especially in this period of exposure, but she'd still rather not broadcast anything.
She began to tap her foot impatiently, sharply rapping on the door. What if he wasn't there? Katsumi really didn't feel like going on a random chase around three islands. But at the same time, she felt as though postponing this meeting any later would be a bad idea. She had to do this as soon as possible, regardless of the practicality.
Fortunately for her, the door opened and she recognised, fortunately enough, that the one opening it was a sprinter and not a gravure idol. Relief flashed across her face before being replaced with businesslike seriousness, However, her wringing of her hands betrayed her nerves, and she spoke with a hasty tone.
"Can I come in? Or we can go somewhere else if you want. We need to talk, Nojima-san, and I'd prefer to do it sooner rather than later."