[Hiyori's been having a rough time lately. But if there are two things guaranteed to make him feel better, those would be: 1) shopping, and 2) trying on cute clothes!
Of course, with the resort being the resort, he expected most of the film costumes to be rather tacky and not at all like the costumes he wears back home. Which is why he's so surprised to find one that screams "idol." Is it unnecessarily revealing? Sure is! But it's cute enough for him to try on and strike poses in, brandishing a prop microphone (which also doubles as a sex toy) and winking at his imagined audience. He's gotten so into the role that it's like he's been transported to a stage somewhere. In fact, he feels the irrepressible urge to sing, something he's never done while trying on clothes before. At this rate, he may just feel inspired to give a concert here and now!
Ah, but then some spoilsport has to rudely go and interrupt his solo modeling sesh.
Hiyori turns and frowns at the other boy, hands settling on his hips.]
I don't like your language, or your bossy tone!
[Yes, he had to register his distaste there, even though he's heard much worse in his year-plus of being trapped in the resort. But then he properly looks at Yato, eyes trailing briefly lower as he takes in the full extent of the costume, and his expression turns from one of disapproval to one of sympathy.]
I do see why you'd want to take it off, though. What on Earth possessed you to try that on?
Costume Dept
Of course, with the resort being the resort, he expected most of the film costumes to be rather tacky and not at all like the costumes he wears back home. Which is why he's so surprised to find one that screams "idol." Is it unnecessarily revealing? Sure is! But it's cute enough for him to try on and strike poses in, brandishing a prop microphone (which also doubles as a sex toy) and winking at his imagined audience. He's gotten so into the role that it's like he's been transported to a stage somewhere. In fact, he feels the irrepressible urge to sing, something he's never done while trying on clothes before. At this rate, he may just feel inspired to give a concert here and now!
Ah, but then some spoilsport has to rudely go and interrupt his solo modeling sesh.
Hiyori turns and frowns at the other boy, hands settling on his hips.]
I don't like your language, or your bossy tone!
[Yes, he had to register his distaste there, even though he's heard much worse in his year-plus of being trapped in the resort. But then he properly looks at Yato, eyes trailing briefly lower as he takes in the full extent of the costume, and his expression turns from one of disapproval to one of sympathy.]
I do see why you'd want to take it off, though. What on Earth possessed you to try that on?