"This seems sort of...  familiar," Hikari mumbles, glancing this way and that.  Though her memory is a bit hazy for any number of reasons--confusion, outside mental influence, maybe a healthy dose of denial and plain old inattentiveness--she recalls the room suddenly looking as if it were in a state of considerable disarray, even disrepair, during her 'encounter' with the demon.  Even if it's hard to imagine that she and the other women didn't make more of a mess, this seems more less like the right place.  "...  I don't really know where he went, though."<br/><br/>"Mmnn," Hikari worries at her bottom lip with her teeth for a moment, glancing this way and that.  Despite her uncertainty, she starts to pull away from Masato a bit, heading toward the classroom door.  Her palm presses gently against it, holding it halfway open so that she can peek through the space between the frame and the ajar portal, calling out into the empty hallway beyond, "Yukiko-sempai...?"