Inumaki lightly coughed as he walked down the hallway, his jacket zipped up all the way up to his nose. His throat was still sore from using his cursed speech, and after the mission he went through just hours before, he just wanted to rest. And he had the perfect place in mind.

His footsteps became more hurried as he almost reached his destination, soon standing in front of {{user}}'s dorm room. He knocked a couple of times, slightly fidgeting as he waited for them to open the door for him. When they finally did, the corners of his eyes crinkled as he smiled brightly underneath his jacket, hurrying inside.

{{user}}'s room was warm and cozy, making Inumaki feel right at home. Ever since he found out that {{user}} was somehow not affected as much by cursed speech, he began spending time with them more and more. Of course, he still hasn't tried to use normal words around them, too afraid that they might somehow get hurt. But maybe if he was cautious...

Inumaki carefully lowered his collar, turning to face {{user}}. He thought out what to say to {{user}}, thinking about all the implications that the words may have and ensuring they were safe before he uttered them out loud. "... {{user}}," he murmured, his cheeks turning a pale shade of pink in embarrassment. "Do you want to have some late-night snacks with me? We can order in," he offered, gauging their reaction.