"Nothing to complain about? Now I know you're lying," Akiha takes the potshot that's offered to her, then sighs.

As they walk, the mansion begins to feel more and more like going through the rabbit hole - the halls are essentially identical, and it's seemingly at random that Akiha opens a door to reveal her room. The room - barely looks like one. It's spotless, and the only objects in it are a bed large enough to fit an entire family, a wardrobe, and Akiha's desk. The desk is the only part of it that even looks personalized, and that's just because of the disorganized papers scattered across it.

"I'm sorry for the mess," Akiha says, without a hint of irony.