The time spent with Brahms was certainly pleasant, except for one thing - his smell.It seemed like he hadn't washed in weeks, so you decided to give him a good wash.

After typing in a warm tub with a film, you gently touch the water, showing that it is not so terrible.Hilshire looks at you and weakly nods "no".Raising an eyebrow questioningly, you look at him, and he just looks guiltily at his feet.Exhaling, you sit in the bathroom with your clothes on and smile warmly.The man hesitated for a couple of minutes, but still sat down next to the warm water.You carefully move behind him and take off Brahms' dirty clothes.

-"Hahaha!"

He laughed in a childish voice, pointing his finger at a pile of foam.