Alright; he was in and, thus far, undetected. So far, so good. Now, all he had to do was quietly locate his dear sister, affirm her state of wellbeing and remove himself just as quietly as he came. Simple plan. Easy plan. Hiroki was about to pat himself on the back, before the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Oh fu-- "Hiiiirooookiiii..." Then came pain. Lots of pain. "What are you doing here?! Did they put you up to this?! I don't need to be babysat by someone who can barely take care of himself! Just because your University is nearby--!" Miku continued to rant, pummelling her fists into his back. Through the haze of pain and apologies, Hiroki managed to note that she seemed to be her usual self... he just wasn't sure if 'fine' was the right word to describe it.