[It's absolutely bullshit and Ouma is definitely taking amusement in this nonsense, but...well, he really didn't laugh. At least there's that. All Shuichi can do right now is cling to the little victories.]
I obviously don't know how to do that.
[Obviously. Give him a break. Shuichi lifts his head wearily, prepared even still to go back to hunting through the book for some kind of solution, but belatedly remembers as he lifts his hand that he's completely soaked. Water drips off his fingers and he frowns, trying vainly to wipe them dry on the armchair's upholstery, but it makes for a pretty shitty towel. He probably shouldn't try touching the pages like this.
But hey, luckily there's someone completely dry right here. Shuichi gives Ouma a dry look.]
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I obviously don't know how to do that.
[Obviously. Give him a break. Shuichi lifts his head wearily, prepared even still to go back to hunting through the book for some kind of solution, but belatedly remembers as he lifts his hand that he's completely soaked. Water drips off his fingers and he frowns, trying vainly to wipe them dry on the armchair's upholstery, but it makes for a pretty shitty towel. He probably shouldn't try touching the pages like this.
But hey, luckily there's someone completely dry right here. Shuichi gives Ouma a dry look.]
Why don't you look for something?