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The apartment's windows let in the golden rays of the rising light. Oliver slowly opened his eyes, the remnants of sleep still clinging to him. He glanced around the room, only to find Alexander and Theodore still lost in slumber. Letting out a soft sigh, he realized that the two men must have been deeply affected by the previous night's indulgence in whiskey.

With no immediate urgency, Oliver decided to freshen up and prepare himself for the day ahead. He made his way to the bathroom, feeling grateful when his eyes fell upon a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo neatly placed on the counter. It seemed that even in this unfamiliar world, basic amenities were provided.

Oliver wasted no time undressing and stepping into the shower. The warm water cascaded over his body, washing away the weariness that had settled upon him. As the droplets danced upon his skin, his thoughts drifted to Satoko and the Kiyomizu Sisters.

Oliver thought to himself, "Oh, Satoko, how I miss you," with a hint of sadness in his voice. He recalled the countless memories they had created together, the laughter they had shared, and the moments of vulnerability they had opened up to one another. Satoko's artistic talent had shone through when she had drawn him as an anime version for his birthday, a gesture that touched his heart. She had also blossomed under his encouragement, transforming from an introverted girl to a vibrant and confident individual. The thought of her absence weighed heavily on Oliver's mind, and he longed for their reunion.

As the water droplets slowed to a trickle, Oliver emerged from the shower and reached for the towel. He studied his reflection in the mirror, his gaze filled with determination. What have we done wrong? Where could the Kiyomizu Sisters be? he pondered, searching his own reflection for answers. Frustration and concern etched lines upon his face, a testament to the weight he carried on his shoulders.

Gathering his resolve, Oliver proceeded to dress himself in the fresh clothes he had washed the previous night. He meticulously ironed each garment, his mind focused on the task at hand. He couldn't help but wonder where Alexander and Theodore were in their morning routine as he buttoned his shirt.

Curiosity piqued, Oliver decided to investigate. He ventured into the room where his companions still slept, their peaceful faces barely betraying the night of indulgence they had experienced. He let out an exasperated sigh, a mix of annoyance and amusement escaping his lips.

With a mischievous grin, Oliver devised a plan to rouse his slumbering friends. He made a series of noises, imitating the sound of an alarm clock, hoping to jolt them awake. The room suddenly filled with groans and mutterings as Alexander and Theodore gradually emerged from their slumber, blinking their eyes in confusion.

Oliver couldn't help but laugh at the sight before him. "Good morning, sleepyheads," he greeted, his voice filled with playful amusement.

Alexander rubbed his eyes, his voice still laced with sleep. "What's all the commotion about, Oliver? And why do you look so fresh?" he inquired, his curiosity piqued.

Oliver couldn't resist a playful grin as he explained his morning routine, emphasizing his independence. "Well, my friends, I found complimentary soap and shampoo in the bathroom," he declared, pride evident in his voice. "I took the liberty of washing and ironing my clothes as well."

Theodore, now fully awake, emerged from the bathroom, his appearance fresh and rejuvenated. Oliver shared a knowing look with him, acknowledging his friend's diligence and thoroughness.

Theodore glanced at his companions, a mixture of amusement and fondness in his eyes. "Well done, Oliver. It's good to see your resourcefulness," he commended, a warm smile tugging at his lips. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll freshen up as well."

As Theodore disappeared behind the closed bathroom door, Alexander groaned, realizing the inevitable. "So, I suppose I'm in charge of breakfast?" he grumbled, accepting his newfound culinary responsibilities.

Oliver couldn't help but chuckle at Alexander's predicament. "Yes, my friend, it seems that way," he teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

As Alexander busied himself in the kitchen, Oliver's mind wandered to their mission, to the search for the Kiyomizu Sisters. He pondered the magnitude of their quest, the weight of responsibility they carried. The memories of the sisters and their unique personalities danced through his thoughts, filling him with a sense of urgency and determination.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Alexander emerged from the kitchen, a triumphant smile on his face. The aroma of freshly cooked food filled the air, enticing Theodore and Oliver to the table.

With anticipation bubbling inside them, they took their seats, their hunger demanding satisfaction. As they savored each bite of Alexander's culinary creation, their taste buds danced with delight. The camaraderie and shared meal served as a reminder of the bond they had forged in their journey.

Between mouthfuls, the conversation turned to their plans for the day. Theodore's voice resonated with determination as he outlined their next steps. "We need to explore this world to understand its intricacies and find any leads that might help us locate the Kiyomizu Sisters," he stated, his voice filled with purpose.

Oliver nodded in agreement, his eyes alight with enthusiasm. "Indeed, Theodore. We must trust our instincts and follow any trails that may lead us closer to Satoko and her sisters," he added, his voice filled with conviction.

Theodore's gaze met Oliver's, and a silent understanding passed between them. They were united in their pursuit of the truth, each fueled by their unwavering resolve. The fate of the Kiyomizu Sisters rested in their hands, and they would not rest until they were found.

The meal drew to a close, their hunger satiated and their spirits replenished. They rose from the table, a shared determination radiating from their very beings. As they stepped outside into the warmth of the morning, the sunlight embraced them, casting a hopeful glow upon their path.

Theodore, Alexander, and Oliver walked side by side, their conversation filled with anticipation and excitement. The air buzzed with possibilities as they ventured forth, ready to immerse themselves in this alternative world.

Unbeknownst to them, their journey to the mall for necessities would not only provide them with practical items but also open doors to new clues and encounters that would shape their path. The Kiyomizu Sisters were out there, waiting to be found, and the trio's unwavering determination would guide them toward their destination.

In the face of uncertainty, they relied on their bond, their unbreakable friendship, and their shared purpose. They came forward with assurance because they were determined to find the truth and bring the Kiyomizu Sisters back to the world they belonged to. Little did they know that their search would take them into unfamiliar alleys, test their bravery, and create stronger relationships than ever before.