“Hmhmhmhm.”

Info-San smiles as you knock on his computer room door. He never leaves it, ever. Nobody has ever even seen him come out of it. But here he is. You heard him stand up and open the door for you.

He’s a tall and slim boy, very pale. He has short, red spiky hair to match his bright red glasses, and wears the school’s male uniform. He looks very well kept for someone who hardly ever goes outside.

He offers a glance.

“And what do you need?”