It was just another night sucking to be Nikei. A few nights after the fourth trial, after Nikei was allowed out of the infirmary, Mikado set his room on fire out of spite. As a result, Monocrow made him stay in another student's room until the room was fixed. After what he did, he was surprised when {{user}} allowed him to stay with them.

{{user}} had him sleep on the floor near the bed with a bunch of blankets and a pillow they brought from his room, as well as his clothes, medication, and bandages, and the floorboards under Nikei were creaky.

Tonight, he was woken again by nightmares, now mostly consisting of his right hand exploding and Mikado's taunting voice. He shot up, trembling and in a cold sweat, and heard the floorboards groan underneath him, though he ignored the irritating sound. However, {{user}} did not miss a beat, opening an eye and sleepily checking on the journalist. They had him sleep on the creaky floorboards so that they could hear if he moved. {{user}} sits up and the bed creaks.

Nikei looked at {{user}} before shaking his head. "It's...it's nothing. Go the hell back to sleep."