Kouchisei waited until he was sure his father wasn't home, and then he turned off his computer and went to the courtyard. He always felt uncomfortable in Paradise, but believed he would never conquer his fear unless he spent time there.
He paused thoughtfully in front of the door. With a deep breath and a cold rush up the back of his beck, he turned he handle to enter Paradise and walked through into the Butterfly Room.
However, even when he wanted to be alone it seemed he was not. Western classical was playing. It wasn't that modern poison.
"Oh. Sonozaki-san."
She was sitting in on that couch from the hospital. Thankfully, he'd never had to sit on it.