Her hands are suspiciously close to something for someone feeling hot...

That is for Zeta to know and for Kobo to find out one way or another—

Heyyyy 👁‍🗨Shiori👁‍🗨 can we have a sleepover ahaha—

Hmm... Poking her right in the nubs—

"Yes! Or anything you want, honestly. Also have I told you that you look absolutely stunning in your sleepwear—"

"I know, and I'm planning to fully use that privilege! I just wanted to compliment you..."

"I think you're far beyond my leve— hey, I'm not a cat! 💢"

"Grrgrrgrr... fine, I won't show off my cute new sleepwear to you anymore. 💢✨" Pout! Huff!

"Hmmmph... 💢✨" She's trying her darndest to not smile. She really is... but she can't help it. Headpats make her so happy...

Unlike Kobo, Zeta has clothes on! Light, but clothed. ✨

"Kob— wait wait wait wait. Put a shirt on! Just a loose one would do! 💢" The agent didn't even bat an eye at what was downstairs...

"There's a time and place to undress and this is not it..." Face in her hand... her ears seem to be getting red. "You got that free-size big t-shirt from my cat day merch, go put that on... 💧"

"Yeah, I get it. You're— I mean, it's hot! Wear something super baggy, dummy..." Turning around. She shall get a shirt for the shaman—

Oh, if only she can keep up with a trained special agent...

Suisei should know better how gruelling some of the regiments are for her to do her job... But sure, if she wants to try. ✨

SIGNED—

Holy fucking fuck

No you!