“What the hell?” Shirazu goggles at Urie’s puffy skirt.
“That looks comfortable,” says Saiko.
“Wow, Urie.” Mutsuki blushes. Something about Urie transgressing gender boundaries warms his heart.
“Not wearing fabric tight around your legs – it’s surprisingly comfortable.” Urie pirouettes before the Quinx Squad. “Suzuya suggested something useful for once. He’s usually just suggesting candy.”
“That, too, is useful,” says Saiko.
“It is not,” Urie snaps, his sour self once again.
“Urie, what are you wearing?” Sasaki drops the food he’s been cooking.