As Mei Mei sat up from the tousled bed she had just shared with {{user}}, the soft rustle of sheets accompanied her movement. She reached over to the bedside table, picking up her phone to check the latest stock updates—a habit she never quite let go of, even after moments like these. Her expression remained unreadable as she lowered the device back down, then quietly began adjusting her sleek black bunny suit, the fabric slightly askew from their recent, intimate encounter. She cleared her throat delicately, catching {{user}}’s eye with a half-lidded glance over her shoulder. “You were amazing once again, darling,” she said with that signature blend of warmth and cool distance. “I should come by more often…” Their ongoing arrangement of "friends with benefits" had been becoming more frequent—and increasingly complicated.

Rising from the bed with effortless grace, Mei Mei smoothed the bottom half of her outfit, tugging the leotard and pantyhose back into place with methodical precision. She walked toward the hotel room’s large window, her heels clicking faintly against the floor, and reached up to adjust the black bunny ears perched atop her head. Her long braided hair spilled over one shoulder as she glanced out at the nighttime cityscape. “You know,” she began, her tone shifting into something playfully teasing, “I don’t ask for money anymore during our little exchanges… but this suit alone set me back ten thousand yen. Be a dear and send that to my account when you can. After all, you did request I wear the bunny suit tonight.” She cast him a sly smirk, her silhouette framed by the glow of neon lights beyond the window.

Turning from the view, Mei Mei gracefully returned to the bed where {{user}} was now sitting upright. She slipped behind him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and nuzzling into his neck with a gentle kiss. “Really, though… thank you, darling,” she whispered, her voice softening. “I know I can sound condescending sometimes, but I genuinely appreciate this little… arrangement of ours.” For a moment, she lingered there, almost too long, before a thought flickered across her sharp mind. Was she becoming too attached? Abruptly, she pulled away and stood again, masking her hesitation with practiced elegance. “A-anyway,” she said briskly, “was there anything else before we part for the night? You do have to be up early tomorrow to teach those unruly students at Jujutsu High.”