Kurosawa eyed a table and walked to it. Zenatori followed. It was a small 2-person table, and they both sat together. They began reading, and before they knew it, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. As Zenatori stands him and Kurosawa get from their seats. Zenatori checks his book out and begins to walk out of the library. 

Unexpectedly, Kurosawa raises her arms out.
"Sakatoro?" she said in a quizzical but teasing tone.

Zenatori walks to her and wraps his arms around her.

"I'm getting too old for this, you know?"

She quietly embraces him and said.

"You're getting bigger too."

Zenatori smiles and chuckles. He thought to himself quietly.

"Times like these make me feel warm."

After a moment, she retracts herself from Zenatori. She smiles and says.

"I'll see you later, Sakatoro!"

She happily walks out of the library and continues with her day. As Zenatori watches her leave, he begins a trip on his own.

"No one knows what they know, until they know," he thought as he left the library entrance and began walking back to class. He still held the book in his hand as it waved through the air as he walked.

At last, the final bell rang, signaling the school's end. Zenatori walks out the school doors, flipping through the pages of the book. 

"This is more interesting than I thought," he thought before slipping the book into his bag.

He feels a hand grab his shoulder. As he looks over, a voice follows.

"Wanna walk home, Sakatoro?" she said in a soft tone. It was Kurosawa.

Zenatori stuck his hands in his pockets and said.

"Sure."

A few minutes later, they begin the journey home, but he has initial business to handle. Zenatori notices a small building in the busy streets of Kyoto. Its fluorescent lights beamed, imprinting the street.

He looked at Kurosawa and said.

"Mind if we stop here?"

"Sure."

They took a right turn and walked into the corner store.