"Miss Araceli, I made this video especially to show you that we didn't do anything to you."
Cecilia sat on the closed lid of the toilet, her back against the cool bathroom wall, Eastiel's phone clutched in both hands. The screen glowed, and there he was, her lion-eared boyfriend, speaking directly into the camera earnestly, decided to document his own virtue.
She had locked herself in the bathroom. It was the only place she could watch in peace, away from the chaos of the living room where Arkai was cosplaying the thinking statue and Oathran had given up on the remote and was simply staring at the ceiling as though hoping it might collapse on him.
Momo and Bunny already called it a night and returned to their own apartment upstairs, leaving with a chuckling laugh.
