Aoba:

Following the destruction of Platinum Jail, as I promised, I accepted Noiz’s request for a Rhyme match. But, once we were done with Rhyme, Noiz disappeared. Even though I desperately searched for him I couldn’t find him. He didn’t make contact. Without knowing where Noiz had gone, three months passed. I was sure that Noiz would never return. Just when I was about to give up, he suddenly appeared before me. What’s more, he was like a completely different person. In order to take responsibility for the various problems that surrounded him, Noiz had returned to his homeland. I was dumbfounded. He turned to me and said this, “I’ve come for you.”

After that, a lot happened. I decided to go along with Noiz to his homeland, Germany. That wasn’t just to visit, but rather to live in Germany. My determination to go to Germany didn’t waver. However, the day before our departure my feelings were a complicated turmoil of hope and anxiety so I didn’t sleep very well. That kind of thing seems like it should be obvious, but anyway I’d never been in an airplane before. And in the first place I’ve never even left Midorijima. But I’m not alone. I’m sure it’ll work out somehow. Noiz is with me, so I’ll be all right. When I thought of that, I desperately closed my eyes.

At last, our departure date came. We set out for Germany from the airport in Platinum Jail.

~interlude~

Aoba:

Haaah…we finally arrived.

Noiz:

You’re too nervous. What could have completely worn you out like that? You were seated comfortably, and you could stretch out your legs easily. The seats reached the space of the aisle too. There was plenty of time to sleep too.

Aoba:

Can I not be stuck with a certain someone who’s completely used to flying in planes? Geeez, seriously…a steel lump like that flying through the sky…it’s seriously intense! I can’t sleep when I’m freaking out about when it’s going to fall out of the sky!

Noiz:

A steel lump…just what era are you from? But honestly, you were really tensed up from stressing out inside the plane. That was pretty fun.

Aoba:

It wasn’t fun! Geez. I was even wearing my suit. Now it’s all a mess. But we sent our bigger luggage on ahead so at least that part’s easy.

Noiz:

You don’t want to walk around with more than what’s necessary?

Aoba:

Yeah. Somehow you just seem like that kind of guy. Even still…(he sighs) It’s obvious, but this place really feels different from a Japanese airport. Outside is it hot like it is in Japan? The climate’s not that different?

Noiz:

It’s dry here, so it doesn’t feel that hot. But around this time it can be a little unpredictable. Sometimes it gets cold all of a sudden.

Aoba:

Huuuh…is that right? Then, I’ll have to be careful about what I wear. Then–ah–that’s right. I’ve gotta start Ren up, since you’ve gotta put AllMates in sleep mode on planes.

(he takes Ren out of his bag and starts him up)

Ren:

Good morning, Aoba.

Aoba:

Good morning, Ren. Did you sleep well?

Ren:

Yes. Did you enjoy your first travels in the sky, Aoba?

Aoba:

Ah–uh–well…something…like that. I’m really more exhausted though.

Ren:

It certainly seems so. Due to your temporary stress your blood pressure has risen.

Aoba:

I’ll be better after a good night’s rest. Ah, hey Noiz. What about your AllMate? Are you gonna wake them up?

Noiz:

After we get home. They’re noisy.

Aoba:

Noisy…didn’t you give them that setting? You’re really not a straightforward guy…

Noiz:

Hm? What?

Aoba:

Nothing!

Noiz:

For now let’s take a taxi to my place.

Aoba:

Yes~ Ah–by “my place” do you mean…your parent’s place?

Noiz:

No. Where I’m living alone.

Aoba:

Aha, I see. Understood!

(they set out)

~interlude~

Aoba:

Whoa…

Noiz:

What is it?

Aoba:

Ah, it’s just…it’s just all the latest cutting edge high-tech stuff…

Noiz:

What are you talking about? It was like this in Platinum Jail, right?

Aoba:

At least Platinum Jail was exclusive to rich people only.

Noiz:

Was that how it was?

Aoba:

That’s how it was, anyway at least for an average Midorijima guy like me I’m not familiar with this at all.

Noiz:

Hm…well, it’s fine so come inside.

Aoba:

Ah…mhm.

(they go inside)

Aoba:

Whoa…there’s even more inside…you’re living in a crazy place.

Noiz:

I looked for a place where I wouldn’t have trouble shopping or getting around. This was just the best place for it. I don’t care about the design, as long as it’s not too weird anything’s fine.

Aoba:

Anything’s fine? Then…you’re all right with this? (he sighs) I don’t get the world out here, Ren.

Ren:

The definition of “the world” is too broad. I cannot judge by my reference settings which prevents me from answering.

Aoba:

I see.

Noiz:

Anyway, your room is here. Come with me.

Noiz:

This is your room.

Aoba:

Ah…we kind of saw something like this before. Right, Ren?

Ren:

Yes. We’ve seen something like this before, Aoba.

Aoba:

Something this spacious with this bed. I bet I could even crawl under the bed~ right?

Ren:

There certainly seem to be traces of you exploring a room like this one before.

Noiz:

What are you muttering about?

Aoba:

Ah, well you see…do you remember when we stayed in that hotel in Platinum Jail before?

Noiz:

Yeah. You were pretty surprised then too. But this isn’t a hotel. This is where you’ll live starting today.

Aoba:

Ah–yeah…that’s right, isn’t it…I’m living here from now on.

Noiz:

You don’t like it?

Aoba:

That’s not it! I just…can’t believe it’s real…

Noiz:

You’ll get used to it soon. You can use your room however you’d like. If there’s any furniture you need just let me know and I’ll buy it.

Aoba:

You’ll buy it–I don’t want that! I’ll buy it myself.

Noiz:

Why?

Aoba:

Why–? Isn’t it obvious, I don’t need you to depend on you that much since you’re already letting me live in your house.

Noiz:

What about money? What will you do?

Aoba:

Ah–uh…that’s…I’ll work and earn it.

Noiz:

Isn’t that unreasonable? You just got here. You can’t just start working tomorrow.

Aoba:

Nngh…uh…that’s…true, but…

Noiz:

For now why don’t you depend on me.

Aoba:

No way. I won’t. I’m borrowing it. Once I can find a job and pay you back, I’ll do it.

Noiz:

Hmm. Well, that’s fine too.

Aoba:

Nngh, damn…

Noiz:

Then, it’s fine if you change first, but come back to the main room.

Aoba:

Got it.

Noiz:

You’ll wear your suit again, so put it away.

Aoba:

When?

Noiz:

When we go to my parent’s house.

Aoba:

Ah–your parent’s…house…which means…that…meeting with…your parents…

Noiz:

Yeah.

Aoba:

Geez…I’m really doing it. Meeting them.

Noiz:

What?

Aoba:

Ah, nothing nothing! Anyway…I’ve been thinking this’s strange for a while…how did you know my size?

Noiz:

What do you mean, how? Because I touched you.

Aoba:

Eh–isn’t it weird to know it from that?! You wouldn’t know it usually!

Noiz:

Not really. If you know the size of your hand then you can calculate it, right?

Aoba:

No way, no way, no way. You wouldn’t know that normally!

Noiz:

If I was wrong then I’d just have it remade.

Aoba:

Keh–it’s stuff like this that means you’re rich…

Noiz:

Later then. (he leaves)

Aoba:

Hah…I said I understood it but there’s a lot of surprising things here…hm… This is my room, huh… It really doesn’t feel real. Whoa…there’s a closet in my room.

Ren:

It’s completely different from your room in Midorijima.

Aoba:

Yeah. Well, I’ll get used to it eventually…anyway, let’s get changed.