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Kanata, Chiaki types. He backspaces every letter. Rubs his eyes.
Kanata, he types a second time. He hits enter before he can delete it again.
If he can't talk to him immediately, calling his name for attention is enough. He doesn't know what else to say. He needs more time to think about it.
"Did you stab the guy I googled last week just so that I could bring him to my house? By the way, how do you know where I live?"
It doesn't exactly sound like a sane line of questioning.
