As his eyes cleared, Densuke saw that it was not rope keeping on the couch.
There were holes in the armrests, big enough to keep him there. He tried to pull his arms and legs out , but either there were some specially-made handcuffs keeping him there, or the couch was another of Kyoko Morooka's inventions.
He looked around the room once again, hoping that someone had appeared.
No such luck.
"Figures.... I try to be alone with Chiharu and I can never be alone with her, but when I need someone to free me, I'm all by myself," Densuke grumbled.
"Ah, you're awake...." Said someone entering the doorway.
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