[ The moment they enter his home, she does feel an overwhelming urge to curl up on the nearest couch. As she is, however, she doesn't think she'll be able to sleep like this. She takes off her messenger bag once they're inside, causing the blanket to fall off her shoulders on top of Ryusei, who had crawled off her shoulder at some point pokes her little head out sleepily.
Susato blinks. Not that she minds, of course, but wouldn't she be more comfortable in the garden? ]
S, Sorry about that, Ryu. [ She tosses the messenger bag to the side as she picks up the blanket, then turns to Kazuma. ] A... A warm bath sounds...
[ lovely is what she means to say, but instead there's just a yaaawn. No, she most definitely does not have the juice to warm up the bath herself, but she can try. She will not be a burden. ]
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Susato blinks. Not that she minds, of course, but wouldn't she be more comfortable in the garden? ]
S, Sorry about that, Ryu. [ She tosses the messenger bag to the side as she picks up the blanket, then turns to Kazuma. ] A... A warm bath sounds...
[ lovely is what she means to say, but instead there's just a yaaawn. No, she most definitely does not have the juice to warm up the bath herself, but she can try. She will not be a burden. ]