Yuya hums, considering that. "Maybe I can just ask for a contract that's less than a year?"

That seems like a more likely solution, there's no reason the contracts have to be a year and a day, that's just what she chooses because she's not trying to enslave them all. There's also no point in pretending that Yuya's not considering this for himself, because at the current rate he's going to leave before all of his friends. And that doesn't sit right with him, given everything.

His gaze rolls up to the ceiling as he mentally counts down the weeks. "I still have... almost seven months, I think. Seven and a half? If I ask, I bet we can figure out something."