Characters: hiroshi and kageko
"hm. Woke up fast, didn't you?" she said as she was sitting next to me, laptop in her lap. The pictures, shown but not explained in a video; with no explanation. "I don't know what's going on, still. Who drew them?" I asked, her eyes switching between me and the bright screen. "an artist. A friend of the artist maybe; for a better understanding for the people who don't really understand the method of punishment and failure. But I, have passed that test thankfully" she explained, staring at me contently. Did she know what I was going to say? "what was that? Got something to say. Say it now" she added, making me blush a bright red. "uhh, umm…" I trailed off, her head tipped to the side. What was I doing, just tell her! "k-kageko-san?" I asked, she was standing up stretching. "yes?" this was too hard. Hard to talk to her, just say it! "umm. D-do you love me?!" I blurted out, kageko's face a shade of deep red. Why did I say that? I hope I'm not in trouble…". . . . .as a friend" she simply answered, like I didn't even answer the question at all. How is that so? "and only as a friend. Who else is going to protect you when I'm gone?" she hugged me tight, I felt my face grew red. She let go and kissed me on the cheek, a feeling of unusual warmth came over me. "you should get some sleep, asahina. You need it more than I do" she said, taking her newly crafted bow staff with her and shut the door behind. She loves me? As a friend?! Well, I guess that's good; for now.