“Oh… I see,” Mitsuhide tries to conceal his true feelings with a lighthearted chuckle, but it ends up coming out strained and painful as your words echo through his ears, reaching his brain again and again. You’re a good friend, Mitsuhide-san, I’m sorry.

The more he thinks about your rejection, the more he regrets admitting to it. He’s never been in love before, and now with his heart completely in tatters, he definitely isn’t up to just staying friends.

“I’ll see you in the morning, little mouse.” Mitsuhide turns to leave. He feels like all the times he used to tease and taunt you are now coming back to bite him.