"Are you really going to pack my things?" Zein asked the esper as the elevator went down to the seventh floor.
"It's just your clothes, isn't it? It's not like you know how to pack them, anyway," Bassena shrugged, grinning as he saw the guide roll his eyes.
Well, it was true; Zein wouldn't know the right way of packing his three-season worth of clothes Reina had been providing him as the price of being her 'muse'. She had even promised to send him her spring collection and another set of tailored suits for the beautiful scenery Zein provided on his birthday. Funnily enough, Zein only accepted the gift when Raina promised to throw in some combat uniform.
"I told my apartment manager to arrange a moving team, so they'll be here in a bit. I should at least watch them, shouldn't I?" Bassena continued, smiling joyfully. It seemed like he was truly excited to have Zein finally moving in for real. "Ah, about your box--"
