She noticeably brightens when he complements the nightgown she is wearing. Tugging on the sleeve for a moment before lowering her arm to rest against her stomach, beneath her breasts. "I made it in handicrafts club with Ishida-kun's help. It is the first thing I made successfully!"
Her eyes widen slightly as he reaches out to brush aside some of her hair, a soft blush quickly forming on her lips as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. Having someone so close is rare for Orihime. While she has friends they all tend to be wrapped up in their own things and she hasn't been very lucky in the romance department since she's head over heels for a shonen protagonist. So, Gilgamesh's simple gesture is enough to have her flustered and her heart beating slightly faster. She ever so slightly leans into his touch, likely an unconscious movement.
"You seem a bit young to be in my grade," she says as she reaches out to gently boop his nose. "I think we could pass as distant relatives? Maybe my aunt sent you to live with me while she goes to work overseas?" She taps her index finger against her chin softly as she thinks.
She flushers more at his joke, but does her best to ignore it. "I think you are a bit young and short to be my butler. Plus," she gestures around to her mostly modest apartment. "Butlers don't really help out with apartments."
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She noticeably brightens when he complements the nightgown she is wearing. Tugging on the sleeve for a moment before lowering her arm to rest against her stomach, beneath her breasts. "I made it in handicrafts club with Ishida-kun's help. It is the first thing I made successfully!"
Her eyes widen slightly as he reaches out to brush aside some of her hair, a soft blush quickly forming on her lips as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. Having someone so close is rare for Orihime. While she has friends they all tend to be wrapped up in their own things and she hasn't been very lucky in the romance department since she's head over heels for a shonen protagonist. So, Gilgamesh's simple gesture is enough to have her flustered and her heart beating slightly faster. She ever so slightly leans into his touch, likely an unconscious movement.
"You seem a bit young to be in my grade," she says as she reaches out to gently boop his nose. "I think we could pass as distant relatives? Maybe my aunt sent you to live with me while she goes to work overseas?" She taps her index finger against her chin softly as she thinks.
She flushers more at his joke, but does her best to ignore it. "I think you are a bit young and short to be my butler. Plus," she gestures around to her mostly modest apartment. "Butlers don't really help out with apartments."