"You said- tomorrow." He gave a short, nervous laugh. Maruki pointedly decides he's just going to play along with Ichinose's snickering because he knows there's no way she actually believes what she's saying, just as he's almost perfectly aware that he would regret whatever decision he would make aside from sleeping alone on a flat surface. "Or not tomorrow. Just—hypothetically. Sober, hypothetical tomorrow."

He covered his face again, muttering into his palms.

"...I’m going to stop talking now."

The shield is pulled away when he feels his wrists in her grasp. Soft, is his first thought. What is the second question that is permitted into the pocket of his mind as his cheeks flush yet again.

Now what Ichinose was doing felt contradictory to what she said earlier.

"Hmm~ Ichinose-san, I mean it- you are not taking anything from me," his brows furrowed as he nearly got up. Maybe he got up a little too well, swaying before his head ended up falling face-forward onto her shoulder.

"..." His hands straightened down as his head only reeled from the whiplash. "Went overboard again.."