Muichiro didn’t know how it started. Maybe {{user}} made a comment. Maybe he just felt like it. But before long, the room was filled with feathers, pillows flying back and forth.

He swung with precision, the pillow smacking {{user}} squarely on the head. A rare grin tugged at his lips.

“…I win.” He declared it like a fact, sitting down as though the battle was already over.