Oh well she fell asleep on her while on public transportation. They're practically married at this point per yuri law.
Also, were those bus benches on the airplane?
A moment of silence for our friendly fellow who decided on a supporting role in a GL story and his future frustration from attempts to bring sausage to a peach party.
According to that photo on page 30, Sensei was Nozomi back in high school. Ijima-san better watch herself or Mizore is going to beat her down with an oboe.
The anklet ghost complaining about the wrist placement puts her on the same level as the "bloody fingers" skeleton asking for a bandaid or the cannibal who complains that a clown "tasted a little funny."
Normally I'm not a fan of excessive use of white space with the long strip format, but this author is really good at using it as a narration tool.
Thanks for the translation!