Kokichi! Let’s ask Momota more about what he knows about Chabashira! Maybe that’ll help us find something?
*He asks.
Momota: “Actually, me and Chabashira have known each other since we were kids. I moved in almost like right next to her when I was five, and we’ve always gone to the same schools since, so we see each other around all the time.”
Momota: “Not that we were childhood friends, or anything. We didn’t hang out normally, and we usually got into fights when we did.”
Ouma: “So, the usual, huh?”
Momota: “Pretty much. I think her mom expected her to be some kind of big sister figure or something to me, and it really pissed her off, so the next time she saw me she threw a rock at me, and obviously I fought back.”
Momota: “We’ve come to some sort of understanding so we don’t really get into fist fights anymore, but we still argue a lot.”
*This suggestion seems strangely imperative.
Ouma: “Do you know anything about what happened yesterday afternoon that put her in such a bad mood?”
Momota: “I saw her on my way to the roof-- uh, class after lunch. It looks like she sent a first year girl running. Actually, I think she was crying too.”
Momota: “Chabashira looked pretty fuckin dead inside after that. I didn’t think she’d still be in a bad mood today too, but I guess she took it really hard?”
