Sanada's yelling is enough to force Jackal out of his Inui-induced stupor. Momo barely touches his shoulder before he knee-jerks awake, wary of being next.

"Not my fault whatever Akaya did while I was unconscious," he muttered.

Momo was about to make a joke but a shift in the air made him look up. Tezuka was striding down the hall with Yanagi, and Inui-senpai was matching Yanagi-san's pace almost too exactly, since Yanagi-san was the only one he could even pretend to hide behind. Momo couldn't clock why until he remembered Fuji-senpai was within striking distance-- which, for Fuji-senpai, was any distance.

He saw Yanagi give Inui a disdainful eyebrow raise, quietly destroying the illusion. He didn't exactly have Yanagi-san's ability to predict what people would say, but if he had to guess, Momo was thinking it was something along the lines of, At least have the dignity to stand by your actions, Sadaharu.

Sanada came out into the hallway next, looking expectant and guiding a red- and bleary-eyed Kirihara.

"Aaah, Tezuka-buchou!" Momo waved. "How's the agenda for the rest of the night?"