"Oh, am I interrupting your busy schedule of being an unlikable bitch with no friends?" Satoru retorts, rolling her eyes. Suguru's quips make her smirk, pleased by the challenge and the invitation that they present, so that she can be just as mean in return.

After some poking around, the books draw her, and she snags several of them, flopping down onto the bed and flipping through one without much interest, then opening the next. "Ooh, is this a diary? Dear diary, didn't make any small children cry today. Wicked witch dreams fail." Satoru skims through a few pages, literally just looking for her own name. "You wanna order dinner or are you full up on Hansel and Gretel?"