[When the shampoo is fully rinsed from his hair Akechi raises his fingers to grab a few strands, feeling the softness of it. It's most likely going to be a mess in the morning unless he ties it or something like it. Frowning against his knees, he gives Akira a small nod.]
The white one without a label. How good are you at braiding?
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The white one without a label. How good are you at braiding?