someone help Hiromi

Satoru: I thought you were my father figure!!

Kayo: I've never actually been in a snowball fight.

Yashiro: Satoru, I wanted to have a private word with you. Pardon the intrusion.

Sachiko: Satoru is at that very special age when a boy only has one thing on his mind.

Yashiro: You're expelled.

Just ONCE, I'd like to have a childhood memory I DON'T have to repress!

Kayo: We have fun, don't we, Fujinuma?

Satoru: I'm pretty sure you've worn that suit for four days in a row.

Yashiro:

*thinks about Yashiro killing Hiromi just to get the feds off his trail as they would assume that the killer thought Hiromi was a girl, as those were his usual murder victims, thus forcing the police to infer that the killer was someone that did not know the kids well*

Satoru: *presses two pieces of bread to either side of Yashiro’s head* What are you?

Yashiro: so i got a comment today that ive been swearing in class.