It seems that Old Zhao has been having a really tough time lately. First, he was kidnapped by Kazama Chihime, then interrogated by a cult of lunatics. Just when a scapegoat helped share some of the pressure, he's now imprisoned, sneakily asking newcomers what time it is...
Fushimi Roku silently mourned for him for a second, then pretended not to hear and continued to remain silent.
"It's the 7th," the young man replied. "Probably around one o'clock, but I don't know the exact time. I don't have a watch."
People in a state of fear always want to say something to ease their anxiety. Even if the young man originally didn't want to answer, he couldn't resist his instincts, wanting to seek comfort within a group.
"The 7th already..."
Zhao Chunshu was very considerate; since the young man helped him out, he was willing to repay in some way. "Newcomer, let me give you some advice: don't sleep in the corner, or your back will hurt a lot the next day, maybe even give you a stiff neck."
