Miko and Kazuhiko had more than a human lifetime worth of shared experiences, so she could definitely understand what he meant when speaking about the fun nature of the current rush of her life. "It is definitely more fun than hectic. And oddly enough every experience is helping me manage myself a bit better... which is kind of a miracle really," she stated honestly. She'd been off the rails basically since her fall from Aincrad. Even so, she'd been learning to manage her impulses, figuring out how she felt about herself and even making more friends, it was kind of odd if she was being honest. Whatever the case, she could let Kazuhiko know when she was ready to take advantage of his weaknesses, "Aye, sir♪~" she said in a voice that was ever so lightly teasing. Much to her own happiness there also wasn't a question about the nature of A-shirts, which she appreciated. 'Hm, I should make sure Soma gets some too,' she thought given she'd been close enough to have a light inspection of that young man's physique. Whatever the case, it seemed that Kazuhiko was fine with cargo pants due to the extra space it would allow his hobby. "You know what, I should have expected that one... but given my own oddities I understand the need for space. As long as you're happy Charlie~" Miko mentioned. At the same time, Angelica had been mentally understanding the limitations of human storage. "Right, I meant to ask, why are pockets on these shorts so small. Like my phone doesn't fit," she asked but that was a whole conversation which would lead to a massive gathering of the women of this world.
Ah, but now was Anya's time to shine. She'd been figuring out that she couldn't just listen to some people's thoughts, it made her quite dizzy. Still that very obvious thought from Miko after the A-shirts caught her attention. While Emirie picked out comfy sweatpants for Soma, Anya pointed to a package of maroon colored A-shirts. "Sou ka, that's a pretty good choice, very nice, Anya-chan!" she praised the girl, but her mind was still working. She could have had the same kind of hyper-hearing as Emirie's mother, but she also could have been mentally extrapolating the need for two people to have the same types of clothing. Or there was also a more magical option, she'd have to observe more to be sure... but she was betting on the latter considering the interest of Soma in the young girl. At the same time, Konomi was being told about her apprent demand for progress. "And I thought my bosses and professors were slave-drivers..." she mumbled. Still, if progress was the name of the game without her just being subject to more sex she supposed there was at least a goal in mind she could work on. "But, I guess with a clear goal, it's less terrifying than it could be..." she finally said.