“Can you scoot back a little…?”
“I’d love to, but no room.”
“Too tight, no leeway.”
Closets are not designed for three people. Of course it was cramped.
The various soft parts of their bodies were pressed against me. If my lower half engaged, even they would be put off.
We were trying to think of an exit while pressed together. After a few minutes, my back was sweaty and itchy. I tried to scratch and felt softness.
“Pervert Ryouya.”
“S-sorry.”
My right hand had hit Riona’s chest. I pulled it back and tried my left — more problems.
This time my left hand hit Reona’s thigh. Why is lucky-pervert-physics activating now. Lucky-pervert-physics is for protagonists — Mob Character B should be exempt.
“Ryouya-kun, you’ve gotten bold with me and Riona. Oh — were you planning to use this chance to sexually assault us?”
“It was an accident. Also — no one would attempt assault from a closet, under siege.”
“So — outside of a closet under siege, you would try to assault us?”
“Ryouya is also a boy.”
“That was figure of speech, please drop it.”
I was barely managing my body and Reona-and-Riona were having a normal banter session. They might actually be enjoying the situation.
The room started to fill with noise — more roommates were arriving. Escape was getting harder by the minute.
”…Could I just walk out openly? Once I’m out, I make up a reason to clear the room and you guys exit safely.”
“If you came out of the closet randomly, suspicion would guarantee.”
“Don’t do that.”
Vetoed. Fair — kid coming out of a long closet stint would not look innocent.
“I’ll open the door slightly, you two be quiet.”
“Right.”
“Got it.”
Reona slid the door open a hair, looked out, and observed. Then closed it again.
“I’ve seen who’s in there. Leave it to me.”
“What’re you doing?”
“Getting a friend to evacuate the room.”
She pulled out her phone and started messaging. After a bit, the noise in the room died.
“Clear, let’s go.”
“There’s actually no one here.”
I checked through the gap — empty. Saved.
We exited the closet and the room and headed for the elevator. The floor was male-only, so until we’d cleared the floor it wasn’t safe. Mercifully the elevator was uneventful.
“Made it.”
“Crisis over.”
“That was bad for my heart. No repeats.”
“Yeah, evacuating the whole room is logistically annoying.”
She’d looked unfazed, which honestly worried me a little. Another incident or two of this and I would be finished.
”…Thrilling — fun.”
”…My pulse was up.”
Reona and Riona whispered between themselves; I couldn’t catch the words. Probably nothing I needed to hear. Day two of the trip wrapped without further incident.
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