77 No Reaction (2/2)

Zuna's pasued in realization, looking at Arius with wide eyes. ”You're... right!”

”Of course I'm right!”

”Yup!” Zuna was about the hurry out when Arius stopped her.

”Wait 'til Saturday.”

”Huh? Why?” Zuna couldn't understand patience.

”Just give Tibet some time to cool down.” Arius sighed helplessly at her energy.

She didn't refute him, simply glancing up at him before calmly saying, ”Okay.”

Arius caught sight of the painting of the girl with rusty red hair. He was reminded again of 'that' painting...

”Hey... do you want to know what she looked like?”

”Huh?”

”In the basement, I have a painting of her.” Arius smiled lightly.

”Eh, I don't really care.” Zuna shrugged.

”I'll go get it if you change your mind.” Arius started walking towards the basement door, forgetting that he didn't have the key on him at the moment.

”Wait... can I have your shirt?” Zuna asked bluntly.

Arius paused, then looked at her for a moment in silence, before saying, ”What for?”

”Someone took the one from before from me! I'm usually a light sleeper, but your scent makes it difficult for me to wake up. So give.”

Arius's hand twitched, 'what the hell?' As if to agree to her request, he gripped the hem if his shirt and lifted it up, while watching her face for a reaction.

No reaction. Other than her reaching her expectant hand out to take his shirt. This wasn't how it was supposed to play out! Casually asking for his shirt? What?

Once she obtained the shirt, she fled the room.

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”You, why are you shirtless?” Eirik grimly asked.

Arius shook his head weakly. Eirik was concerned and confused.