The hat is a bit of a weird fit on his head -- somehow both too small and too wide, and he can feel bits of his ruffled hair poking through the ear holes. Still, he'd be lying if he said there wasn't kind of a charm to it. Or a novelty, at least.

He'd started poking bits of his hair back down through the slits, but then he notices Mickey stuck in his hoodie. A beat of laughter breaks out of Ichimatsu; he drops to a knee and reaches out, rather unthinkingly, to grab the collar and stretch it so that one of Mickey's ears can slide through before the other.

"That's not gonna work, mouse. Think more like a NEET... don't try to force it."

So long as Mickey allows him to, Ichimatsu will help him get the whole thing over his head.