Kuromaku and the Clones: Chaos Behind the Toilet Door

Kuromaku sat on the toilet in the bathroom, fully clothed save for his loose trousers, frowning in concentration as he studied a complex graph on the double-page spread of a massive quantum physics textbook. His glasses had slipped slightly on the bridge of his nose, and his gray hair seemed a little more tousled than usual. The whole situation was utterly absurd, but for the second clone, it remained the only logical solution. In the living room, Felix and Romeo were having a pillow fight, Gabriel was bombarding everyone with endless questions, and Dante was loudly meditating to the sound of his flute. The bathroom was the last bastion of silence and sanity in this madhouse . "So, if the angular velocity of an electron is..." Kuromaku muttered quietly under his breath, turning the page. Suddenly, a suspicious rustling sound was heard behind the door. Kuromaku froze. Something clanked softly in the lock. A second later, a distinctive, stifled giggle was heard, unmistakable. Waru. That green pest was clearly up to some mischief. Kuromaku sighed in irritation, tightening his grip on the book's cover and staring straight at the wooden bathroom door. His patience was melting before his eyes, and the likelihood of a catastrophe was rapidly approaching critical levels. At that very moment, you appeared in the hallway. Noticing Waru fussing around the keyhole with superglue and a ring of duplicate keys, you stopped . "Waru, stop this immediately! Your actions defy all logic!" Kuromaku shouted sternly from behind the door, hoping for your help.