"Hmm?" Antonin cocked his head, unable to understand what she meant. 'He doesn't care? About her body shape or something?'
"He doesn't care about my presence around him. Whether I'm half-naked, dressed in full garments or staring at him, he wouldn't look back because he doesn't care," Rega muttered, a light chuckle leaving her lips, "even though I'm a murderer who is also his idol, he doesn't care. '"Do I look like I like to make jokes?"' he had said, "put it on now. You can't seriously be worried about changing in front of me, are you? Like I'd do something to you."'
