"Eight is late," Ishigaki answers a bit too defensively, turning his head towards Midousuji when he does.

And just as quickly, he catches himself- lowering his voice when he does. "...Ish."

Shit. Well, it's not like his intentions were clear judging by Midousuji's reaction. At least it must have been a good enough lie for Midousuji not to escalate it into what it really was...

"I think the day just snuck up on me," he says, facing the ceiling again, and luckily he's actually tired enough for his nerves not to slip into his voice. It's not a lie, anyway. It's easy for time to slip by when you're finishing up your last year of school.

"Why does it matter, anyway? If you're tired, you should sleep."