With just enough time for Katsuko to savor a few sips, Akina arrived from the bedroom. Her hair was plaited loosely in the back, and unlike Yaichiro she wore a dark green spaghetti strap top with a black pleated skirt on. It all capped off with some thigh highs of the same color. She breezed in and squeezed Taro's shoulder, then made her way over to Yaichiro to kiss his cheek as if to try to get him to relax. The taisho's berry-colored lipstick did not come off on him, which was good because she stopped behind Katsuko to hug her, and plant a big smooch atop her head.
"I know this can't be easy for anyone. I feel like I should sit on the other side? She might feel like she's not being ganged up on. That's why I'm a bit more casual." The redhead was used to being in a uniform all the time, or an encounter suit. Sometimes she wondered if she ended up sleepwalking somehow like a Nepleslian if she would wake up with a helmet on her head.
Instead of sitting down right away, Akina found the bar and decided to also get herself the same ale that Taro had, carefully filling it with a little less head than desirable (but more alcohol!). It really seemed like a great time for a drink. The woman sauntered over to one of the empty sofas opposite everyone else, and sank into the cushions with a sigh, working on getting herself at least a little buzzed for the grisly occasion.
"I really want her to come with us, I've missed time with her, but if she can't be convinced..."