Amused, Akira heads obediently into the changing room. None of the shirts have fastenings, but the fabric is stretchy enough to make up for it. Soon, he walks out to show her the beige sweater, which fits him pretty much perfectly.

"Is it supposed to be this snug to the skin?" he asks, tugging on one of the sleeves. "Not that I'm complaining; it's quite comfortable. It's just a little strange."