In theory, a cool beauty who was incredibly domineering outside and looked colder than the snow mountains at the poles should have a simple, plain, unassuming room.
But Yugito Nii was clearly not that type, or Moriyue would not have been so shocked.
From the outside, Yugito Nii's room looked utterly ordinary. Like the simple houses around it, it followed a rough, wild style—but the interior decorations were a whole different world, the contrast so stark it was astonishing.
The room's main color was pink. According to research, pink was the most relaxing color. In a room covered in pink, people would unconsciously unwind, and a joy from nowhere in particular would leave them deeply relaxed.
Yugito Nii's home was exactly like that. After she brought Moriyue into this fairy-tale-like room, the burden she carried on her back seemed to loosen, and her entire body visibly relaxed. Even her steps became more casual.
She did not put Moriyue in a cage for some so-called "bomb disposal plan." Instead, she casually set him down on a floor cushion and muttered a sentence that seemed meant for Moriyue, yet also seemed meant for herself.
"It's been a tiring day. Make yourself comfortable. I'll get some food."
Her soft footsteps gradually faded away. The door was right behind him, and he could leave whenever he wanted. Yet Moriyue did not want to leave now. His feline curiosity had won out—he wanted to see just what she was up to.
While she went to get food, Moriyue casually wandered around the room. The most numerous things inside were all kinds of animal plushies. They had been cleaned until not a speck of dust remained. It was clear that maintaining that condition required long hours of careful effort. Yugito Nii must really like these things.