[ It's scattered pieces of knowledge, like a completed puzzle that had pieces taken out here and there. He can remember the gardener and the counselor, the cats and a few other points of intrigue, but the entire school setting doesn't feel quite right to him. He's certain that the rooms should be in different places.

He frowns at the name. The Sara that he knows of is still a middle school student. He's better acquainted with her father, but even that isn't a close relationship. They're not so close that his mind jumps to assumptions despite knowing the surname. ]

Chidouin-san? I'm afraid I'm not familiar.

[ He gives Komaeda a dubious look. He doesn't like the idea of exposing his back to anyone, much less one he just met. ]

Wouldn't it be better for you to go first? You seem more familiar with the passage than I am.