Hozumi hasn’t really stopped being angry, but after his run-in with Aiichiro, he’s realized that... unfortunately... there’s not much he can do right now. He’s still not going to participate in the talent show, or even go to it unless Malice mandates it (which... he feels is possible; he wouldn’t put it past her). So that leaves him with... ...what, exactly?
Sure, he could sleep; lord knows he needs to sleep, honestly, his sleep schedule had been off the rails ever since the motive, but once again, that was easier said than done. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t tried. In all fairness, his caffeine consumption might have been up, but it wasn’t as if something like that had stopped things before.
Despite himself, he finds himself heading to the recently-opened up swimming pool. It won’t solve anything--not at all, but... perhaps Aiichiro is right, to a degree. Maybe, if he relaxes a bit, sleep will come easier later. And beyond the relaxing, maybe if he gets some physical activity in, that’ll help too?
But he can’t help but feel guilty as he once again heads into the changing room to put on the swimsuit he’d found in his closet. He’d harangued the others over doing nothing, and now look at him. Spending his time lounging in the pool didn’t particularly do anyone much good... other than maybe himself. Maybe. That’s... debatable. But when he gets into this, he ends up going in a circle. He should be doing something, but what? Guilt from not doing anything. Rinse and repeat.
He sighs softly as he emerges into the pool area proper, looking around at how... needlessly fancy it is. Who had okayed this? More and more questions that he has no answers for. Another sigh, but... hmm? The lazy river has his attention, and there are inflatable donuts (some literally patterned after the food) there too...
It takes him more time than he’d like to get onto the donut and into the lazy river proper, since he’s still hurting a bit from the fight, but the time in the spa had helped, even if it had had to be with... her. But for now, he’s just going to relax in the thankfully empty pool area. As he slowly begins traversing the area, he finds his eyes drifting shut. Maybe... he could get used to this...
