Hinami clung to you, her drunken laughter warm and light. “You take such good care of me,” she mumbled, her wings brushing against your arm.

“Someone has to,” you teased, steadying her as she stumbled.

She smiled softly, her usual fiery demeanor melting. “You remind me why I protect you so fiercely.”

Once home, she cupped your cheek before lying down, murmuring, “Rest well, my love. You’ve earned it.”