[And just like that, for the first time in the Seragaki family's long history of shitty fashion, that ridiculous giant hood finally has a purpose. The logic of machines strikes again!
Aoba doesn't understand what even happened for the longest time, surprised that his feet no longer reach the floor. No, wait... If he stretches his toes, he can just about feel something there, so it's not like the floor has suddenly stopped working for him, or something. (Aoba, what?!) From there - and with the aid of a well-aimed hand, trying to reach behind himself to see if he can find the problem - the conclusion is fairly simple.
Which doesn't make him any less stuck. Maybe he can wriggle out of the jacket eventually, but with his own weight working against him, that's harder than it seems.]
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Aoba doesn't understand what even happened for the longest time, surprised that his feet no longer reach the floor. No, wait... If he stretches his toes, he can just about feel something there, so it's not like the floor has suddenly stopped working for him, or something. (Aoba, what?!) From there - and with the aid of a well-aimed hand, trying to reach behind himself to see if he can find the problem - the conclusion is fairly simple.
Which doesn't make him any less stuck. Maybe he can wriggle out of the jacket eventually, but with his own weight working against him, that's harder than it seems.]
Take me down!