The entire group of Takamagahara, except Saku, Itsuka, and Friend, are in the padded training room once again after their quick baths.
There is an empty chair in front of Aiden. He's wearing rubber gloves and is sitting on a stool with a small side table next to him.
On the table is a tattoo gun, a bottle of black tattoo ink, and a small ink cup half filled with the ink.
The young genius looks at the tattoo gun and steps on the pedal attached to the device in his hand. It makes a "BUZZZZ" noise as the needle moves and stops once Aiden lifts his foot off. He takes a deep breath and looks at the rest of the group.
Aiden: "Since creating permanent art on someone's skin is completely the opposite from the relaxation of how I normally view art, can we keep the designs simple? I won't be able to live with myself if I gave one of you an embarrassing permanent mark. I'm sure once I practice enough, I'll be able to comfortably do cooler pieces for you all."
