Avie scoffed.
Of course Night and Leader-sama had discussed it with her. Like...three hundred times already. "Night, I know. Stop treating me like a little kid." With a pout, Avie crossed her arms, huffing. It didn't particularly bother her that she wasn't allowed to go out alone. She didn't like being alone anyway.
Plus, the crime rates in Arentia were pretty scary. Sometimes Avie wondered if the guards of the tourist town did anything else besides guard. It seemed that the only time that the crime rates went down was directly after NINE had settled into its crowded streets. They remained at a remotely low level, but still. It was nice to know that if the small pinkette got into any trouble, she'd have either the most influential assassin in the business, or one of the deadliest killers to back her up.
Koios made her laugh; he always did. Especially when his jokes were at Night's expense. Avie would never know why, but seeing the usually stoic man riled up and embarrassed amused her. Especially because he'd never admit that he was embarrassed, and it wasn't too obvious to tell with the face-mask covering his face. However, Avie could always tell he was embarrassed by the pretty red blush that would spread from under his shirt to his uncovered shoulders. Then Avie knew he was blushing.
Avie hummed in satisfaction upon seeing the red tint in Night's skin at Koios' words. "Come come, Night. I have an extra bra or two you could wear." With a skinny, delicate finger Avie poked Night's prominent pectoral muscles. "However, you're getting so fat, your boobs are becoming bigger than mine."
Avie rose from the bed, taking the large hand of her companion and waltzing out of the room with the white-haired assassin stumbling behind her. A swift push into their shared bedroom was all it took for the usually poised assassin to fumble inside, tripping over whatever clothes had been left on the bed since the morning. "Come on, silly, protective idiot. We're taking a nap."