Nanami stares ahead at the bathroom wall, stuck in thought. A hundred images come to mind, more. He's fantasized about Haibara so many times that he's mentally dressed him in more outfits than he's bothered to count. Some are only variations on a theme, but... there's so much he wants to see Haibara in (and out of).

"Perhaps, for tonight, just my shirt," Nanami says. That's one of them.