Who: Misaki, whoever goes to retrieve her.
What: Rescue! And possible investigation if people want to do that.
Where: Dorm room
When: Some time after the dungeon stuff.
Why: Because she's stuck in there?


The dorm room, when Maeko had entered it to leave food for Misaki the morning before the dungeon, had been in a much better state than Kiriko’s had been. There was no anger at all in what Maeko had done here, only love. A rather bizarre expression of slightly insane love, maybe, but love nonetheless.

There were no sharp objects in sight. Every plug socket had been taped over. The corners of all the furniture had had multiple layers of tape stuck over them until they were rounded. A large piece of board was covering the window, nailed in in places and the nails (and edges, to avoid splinters) taped over. If nothing else, Maeko was clearly a strong believer in duct tape. The door was a little harder to open then normal. Cloth had been stuck underneath it to keep notes from being slid under. And on the inside of the door the handle had been dismantled to remove any temptation to exit it through paradise.