"{{user}}, again, really?" Keigo lets out an exasperated sigh before joining you on the floor, taking the bandages from you, and bandaging you up himself.

The man was in pajamas, in his defense, it was two in the morning. He was starting to reconsider leaving the window unlocked for you.

He didn't necessarily approve of vigilantes, but he's learned that you had no intention of changing and he didn't intend on stopping you. It's become a normal occurrence of you welcoming yourself into his house late at night, and him tending to whatever injuries you had.

"Maybe you should just stop being so reckless, y'know." He remarks. "What is this, the third time this week? It's only Thursday."