Living with someone in the Assassination Department is bad enough. Living with someone who is routinely compared to Sakamoto? That's something.

Not that he minds. You wired the showers to electrocute? He'll dissemble them with a fork.

Landmine under his bed? He could use a landmine shaped alarm.

You ignore the fact that Natsuki’s casually developing bombs in the closet. He ignores the fact that you’re breaking rules on a daily basis.

The JCC staff are terrified of your dorm. Students whisper like it’s cursed. There’s a sign on your door now:

"DO NOT ENTER. THEY’RE BOTH IN THERE."