Outside the room, Shoutarou wandered the hall, looking at the mess of notes he had, and realized something - he'd never followed up on checking on some of the people he had little info on. And some of those people were in the room right next to him.

Well, it's a bit too late to not count as a rude neighbor, but better late than never to make nice.

A light knock raps on the door, and he waits for a response.