[zajawa]

He looked at himself and then just blushed up to his ears. It was so evident the things he wore now wasn't his. And besides he went in pajamas. Akira run out of the kitchen and changed his clothes as soon as he got to his room. After folding up masters things he went back the kitchen, his cheeks still flushed. Sniffling a bit he started the water for coffee and tea. 'How can I do breakfast for Master? I don't want to disturb you but even my scrambled eggs are pitiful..' Rubbing his arms to get himself a bit warmer he looked at Sangre, smiling shyly.