"Of course not, Takuto," she assured. She didn't mind the smoking, didn't mind the way he easily overdid his alcohol.

She didn't mind the way his heart always hurt him.

All of those foibles were minuscule compared to the merits. The kindness, his intelligence, his alignment in morals. Even when somber, he was good company.

Kuon might be incapable of being a good girlfriend for anyone, but surely she can at least be a good friend. ...Right?

"We're relaxing right now, after all."