She was staring at me intently, as if pondering her own opinion on the matter. I wonder if she read what I was thinking because she made a "hm" noise and looked away."I was about to praise your words of wisdom, Kyon, but then you had to get all weird and mutter to yourself. Our answers may be the same, but I refuse to be put in the same grouping as you, Taniguchi.
I walked out with the three supernatural schoolmates of mine, a companionable silence present in the air.
"I'm sure that any guy with a life like that is a happy guy.""I'm not so sure, Taniguchi," Kunikida said, holding some of his side salad in his chopsticks and being polite by not eating while speaking.
"There's got to be some sort of indecisiveness about the choices that could be made, limiting one's happiness." Leave it to Kunikida, always talking so polite and concise, even about something as deplorable as dating sims."How could their happiness be limited?
I realized that I could get all the sleep in the world, but most likely, I'd still be sleeping in class. Finally, I put my head on my pillow and knocked out quicker than a glass-jawed man in a fight with a boxer.
I'm usually the type of guy that forgets his dreams, or generally doesn't care about them, but on this night, I had a dream (or a memory) of the time in middle school that Kunikida, a friend of ours named Matsuzaka and I played our first dating sim/eroge.