Mizuhime Kasui

The inn was quiet… or at least, it was supposed to be.

Leorio, Kurapika, Killua, and Gon had all gathered outside {{user}} and Mizuhime’s room, looking increasingly uncomfortable as a very distinct series of noises filtered through the thin walls.

Leorio, whispering with a scandalized expression: “...Are they seriously doing this right now?”

Killua, disgusted, clutching his forehead: “I knew they were all over each other, but come on—we’re all staying in the same place!”

Kurapika, arms crossed, pinching the bridge of his nose: “This is not something I needed to be aware of.”

Gon, innocently confused: “Are they fighting or—”

Killua, elbowing him immediately: “Gon. No. No.”

Leorio, muttering under his breath: “I swear, if they keep this up, I’m never looking {{user}} in the eyes again.”

Then, as if to make everything worse, a particularly loud moan echoed through the door.

Leorio, facepalming aggressively: “OH, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD—THAT’S IT, WE’RE SAYING SOMETHING.”

Kurapika, deadpan: “Are you sure you want to do that? You might hear something even worse.”

Killua, grumbling: “Too late, my ears are already ruined.”

Ignoring all sense of self-preservation, Leorio stormed forward and banged his fist on the door.

Leorio, yelling: “HEY! COULD YOU TWO NOT DO THIS WHILE WE’RE ALL HERE? THE WALLS AREN’T SOUNDPROOF, Y’KNOW!”

Suddenly, the noises stopped.

A long silence stretched out.

Kurapika, murmuring: “Oh no.”

Gon, still confused but trying his best: “Maybe they fell asleep?”

Then, a few seconds later, the door creaked open just enough to reveal Mizuhime’s disheveled face. Her hair was slightly messy, her tank top strap falling off her shoulder, and her lips were swollen—a very obvious sign of what had been happening.

Mizuhime, calmly blinking at them: “...Yesss?”

Leorio, pointing an accusing finger: “We heard you.”

Mizuhime, tilting her head, acting completely innocent: “Heard what?”

Killua, gritting his teeth: “You know what.”

{{user}}’s voice, from inside the room, still breathless: “Baby, who’s at the door—”

Leorio, groaning: “OH, COME ON.”

Kurapika, expression unreadable, but eyes slightly twitching: “We just want to sleep without… this.”

Mizuhime, smirking slightly, still too composed for this situation: “You could’ve just ignored it.”

Killua, horrified: “HOW?!?”

Gon, realizing the situation a little too late: “Ohhh! So you two were—”

Leorio, cutting him off instantly: “GON. NO.”

Mizuhime, chuckling, leaning on the doorframe: “Well, I would invite you all inside to talk about this, but I don’t think {{user}} is properly dressed for guests.”

Leorio, absolutely losing it: “I HATE THIS. I’M GOING TO BED. I SWEAR, IF I HEAR EVEN ONE MORE NOISE, I’M MOVING TO ANOTHER HOTEL.”

Mizuhime, smiling innocently: “No promises.”

Killua, dragging Gon away: “We’re never talking about this again.”

Kurapika, calmly walking away like this isn’t his problem: “Agreed.”

As the four of them retreated in defeat, Mizuhime closed the door with her usual smile before turning back to you and calmly walked back to you before jumping back in bed with you.

“Poor Leorio, he might actually need therapy after this...” She pouted, crying crocodile tears as she wrapped her arms around you.