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"Sorry for the intrusion," Nico mutters flatly as she takes off her shoes in the doorway, knowing full well that even if there was anyone in that labyrinth of a mansion but her and Maki right now, her voice would never be able to reach them. She follows Maki inside with her hands shoved into the pockets of her cardigan, head tilting left and right as she takes in her surroundings like it's her first time seeing them. There are so many pieces of overly-elaborate decor that Nico doesn't think she's ever going to remember them all.

Oh, but she definitely remembers that giant piece of armor on the wall over there. She always gets the feeling like if she gets too close it'll topple over and trap her underneath, so she subconsciously leans towards the opposite wall every time they pass by it.

"Seriously, Maki, no matter how many times I come to your house, it's just way too big," she grumbles, only to catch herself the next moment.

"-- But of course, once Nico's become a super idol, she'll have a mansion like this in every prefecture!" She strikes her signature pose and smile. "Teehee."

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Maki huffs and crosses her arms in front of herself. "This moment was so nice and you had to go and do that."

The self-satisfied smile on Nico's face finally shrinks back down, its place taken by an unexpectedly serious frown. She pulls back a couple inches, just enough to be able to establish proper eye contact again.

"You keep saying I ruined it, but I was being serious, you know," she mutters lowly, sounding actually a little sour. "I want to make Maki smile. Is that bad?"

When Maki feels Nico turn to look at her, she turns as well, and only then realizes just how close they are to each other.

Now Maki feels a little guilty for taking Nico's joking around so lightly. Their faces are so close that Maki's voice comes out soft. "It's not bad... Just, be serious sometimes."

"Or maybe Maki shouldn't be so serious all the time. If you're going to keep that frown as your default expression, you'll get wrinkles on your brow, you know?" She pokes a finger right between Maki's eyebrows. "Right here!"

Maki flinches at Nico's poke, though it's not that harsh. "Well, Nico-chan could stand to be a little more serious when discussing serious matters."

You want something to flinch about? Well, she'll flick your forehead, too. "As your senior, I don't need to be hearing this sort of talk from you!"

Maki really flinches this time and brings up her hand to rub at her forehead. She uses her other hand to flick Nico on the arm. "We agreed in u's that we were all on the same level, Nico-chan."

Nico's shoulder twitches. "That's got nothing to do with it! Have you never heard of respecting your elders?"

This time Maki can't help but laugh to herself. "But it's hard when you still look like a grade schooler."

There's that twitch again, though there was no physical prompt to it this time. Nico's cheeks puff out and deflate. "Then what does it say about you for wanting to make out with a grade schooler?!"

Maki's eyes grow wide and her cheeks, which had almost returned to a normal color, flush instantly again. "Huh-- bu-- I don't-- It's not--" She has no idea how to respond to that.

Nico's smirk is so toothy and wide, you can practically hear the victory trumpets going off in her head. But of course, just because she's won doesn't mean she has to let it off here. She's got Maki in a pretty good spot right now!

And so she slips back into cutesy-mode, this time pushing it even farther than normal, if that's possible -- eyes wide and full of youthful innocence, bottom lip sticking out, and her thin, short fingers wrapping pleadingly around Maki's sleeve.

"Maki-neetan, teach Nico all about love, okay...?"

Maki stares at Nico with abject horror and disgust. Then finally pulls her arm back and holds Nico back with one arm. "Gross! Stop that!"

"But Nico's a grade schooler, so she can't help it," she whines nasally behind Maki's arm. The obvious translation: take that back.

Maki all but growls still holding Nico back. "Alright, alright, I take it back!! Nico-chan is not a grade schooler! I'll never say it again just please stop!"

"Gehe." Nico's cackle holds no trace of childhood naivete, and she seamlessly slips back into her usual snot-nosed know-it-all demeanor. "Maybe Maki should start thinking a little more before she speaks, hmm?"

Maki turns away dismissively. "I will if you also think a little more before you speak."

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"Like I said, I don't need to hear this--"

Nico sighs and rolls her eyes. This clearly isn't going anywhere. And for once, there's other things she'd rather be doing than sit around arguing with Maki for an hour. "Are you gonna play something else or not?"

Maki sighs loudly, making sure Nico can hear her exasperation. They really were exhausting sometimes, the both of them.

She thinks better of continuing it though. When she plays again it's a classical piece she's memorized; soft, not too complex but lovely. Nothing she has to sing to.

Nico is quiet as she listens. While she has no problem butting into Maki's words mid-sentence, talking over her, and getting into too-loud back-and-forths with her, there's this sort of aura about Maki when she plays that's something like sacred. It's the only time she wouldn't even think to interfere, only patiently waiting until the piece is over.

"Hmmmm," she makes a rather ambiguous noise that could sound like appreciation. "I've never heard you play this kind of stuff before. Is that what you usually do?"

Maki rests her hands on her lap, back a little straighter, her usual body language after playing something classical. "Usually, for my lessons or recitals, or my parents' parties."

Playing music has always helped her think and calm down. It seems to have the same effect on Nico. She thinks about how their shoulders brushed together from time to time as she played.

"They'd probably give weird looks if I started playing Start Dash."

"Yeah, it probably wouldn't work in one of your stuffy rich-people concerts." Nico catches herself a moment too late -- right, saying 'rich people' makes her sounds poor in comparison -- but hopes that if she doesn't say anything about it, Maki won't, either.

"Well, I like Maki's original songs best, though."

Maki's too distracted by Nico's last statement to really bother with the first. "Thanks." She clears her throat and straightens again. "Anything you'd like to hear now?" She pauses for a moment, thinking. "How about Nico-chan sings this time?"

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"Huh, me?" Nico's surprise at the offer makes her reply pretty dumbly, and she hurries to recollect herself.

"Well, if Maki insists, I don't mind," she huffs with her same old self-assured smile. "How about, hmmm... Dancing Stars on Me?"

"Eh? Thank one..." Maki's a little surprised by the song choice. It's not one of their usual repertoire. She hasn't played it in a while either. She fiddles with the piano a bit, finding the right key and recalling the song, but finally she catches the song and starts to play, nodding along to the beat in her head.