Takeru was still laughing as Nobara glared at him.
"Naaaah, I'm just kidding."
He pointed at Nobara.
"But I'll give you one, Nobara."
Nobara blinked.
"Really?"
"Yep."
Takeru stood up.
Then he looked around the room suspiciously.
"No one follow me!"
Yuji raised an eyebrow.
"Why?"
"Because I said so."
Takeru headed toward the door.
Nobara called after him.
"Where are you going?"
"To get your shampoo."
He turned around and pointed at everyone.
"And remember…"
He narrowed his eyes dramatically.
"No one follows me."
Yuji held up his hands.
"Okay, okay."
Nobara shrugged.
"Fine."
Takeru nodded approvingly.
"Good."
He walked out of the room.
The door closed behind him.
Everyone remained where they were.
Nobody followed.
Yuji looked at the door.
"Do you think he's actually going to get a crate?"
Nobara nodded.
"Probably."
One of the Shoko's looked amused.
"I'm more curious where he's keeping them."
Kenjaku, who had apparently wandered into the hallway at some point, glanced toward the closed door.
"So am I."
Yuji looked at him.
"Were you planning on following him?"
Kenjaku shook his head.
"No."
A pause.
"…Although I am curious."
Nobara sighed.
"We all are."
Meanwhile, Takeru walked through the halls.
He checked over his shoulder.
Nobody.
"Good."
He continued down another hallway.
Then another.
Eventually, he reached a secluded storage area.
Takeru pulled out a key.
"Let's see…"
He unlocked the door.
Click.
The door opened.
Takeru disappeared inside.
A moment later…
"Yep."
He smiled.
"Still here."
Rows of supply crates sat inside.
And judging by Takeru's expression…
there was a lot of shampoo.