[ It's winter, Akashi's now cold-blooded, and there are no space heaters in the sexpocalypse. All of this just means that he needs to find alternate means to heat himself up, and the most obvious one, of course, is using his fellow survivors as portable heat dispensers. Which is why he's made himself right at home in Keigo's cottage for the afternoon, having brought over a book from the library (questionable erotica, but almost all of the books are) to alleviate his boredom while he's mostly stuck indoors — and he stays glued to Keigo's side as he reads, moving more sluggishly than usual as he flips through the pages. ]

... The characters in this book really are quite flexible.

[ Ah yes. His commentary on the fictional smut he's reading is absolutely necessary at this point. ]

Should I read it aloud? This is fairly impressive, in its own way.

[ At least he keeps himself amused... ]