"Yes. I sleep in that bed. My clothes are in that wardrobe. What else do you expect there to be in here? My violin is in another room, and if I want to read I go down to the library," Akiha explains, crossing her arms. Even as she makes a mental note to not take Nico down to the library. Even she's aware of how purposelessly huge that part of the mansion is.

"... I didn't invite you to my home so you could insult me, you know. How would you feel if the shoe was on the other foot?" Akiha clears her throat and continues, putting her hand on her cheek in her best impression of a rich girl from a television drama. Something she's only familiar with because of one of her classmates, since of course Akiha wouldn't watch anything like that on her own time. "Oh, Yazawa, how do you, your parents, and your siblings even fit inside this matchbox? You poor dears," she tuts, voice going so high by the end that Nico's forced to accept that Akiha actually has a sense of humor.

"I can understand your discomfort, but I'd prefer you be upfront about it."