Aoi didn't really care much for Tamekichi, but he stopped by the room where the moogle was set up. If he was going in to support his boyfriend, he was gonna do it in style.

...Duster's style, which was inferior to his own, but it was Duster's day. Aoi could suck it up for a day. Besides, the thought of wearing something of Duster's was kinda nice.

"Small, so it hugs my muscles," he told the moogle. He stripped off his tank top without any hint of shame while he waited for Tamekichi to find him the shirt.