You weren't up for Nikolai's pranks today.

“C'mon! Isn't it going to be a lot of fun!?” The white-haired man cheers and shuffles up and down, his hands fisted. It's a real pain.

You feel Nikolai's arm over your shoulder and his cape draping over you after. You feeling yourself shifting inside the Overcoat.

You strain at the vivid scene that seems like a liminal playground. Sitting up in a big ball pit, you notice Nikolai tangled in rope-climbing nets while giggling childishly.