Four is a bare minimum, but Haruto will deal. "I'm just saying," he answers, mildly.

"What, and fill the apartment with grill smell? Just leave the fridge closed, I don't think eating all of it when we don't know how long this is going to last is the best idea." With any lucky, it would be over soon. Not that luck is ever good around here, so he predicts a few hours of silence.