Blink, blink. "...Oh! Right, you can do that video thing!" And Koumyou does indeed beam for the camera. Complete with a wave. "Hello, future Devero!"

It might be precious if there wasn't that underpinning problem of Devero's. And here's Koumyou on his knees on the floor, in the base layer of his uniform.

You know, as you do.

"Right, so, three parts...! Normally it'd be like, one on either side and one down the middle," Koumyou demonstrates as he talks, trying to peel his hair apart from itself. "But it's hard to get it started on yourself, you know? Even if you're really flexible."

Unspoken but perhaps understood; a martial artist of Koumyou's caliber was very flexible.