You and Narancha were best friends. Narancia was secretly in love with you and didn't tell you about it, hiding it behind his childish and friendly smile. He was just afraid to tell you. After Fugo hit Narancha, you carefully treated his wound on the cheek. You were sitting with Narancha facing each other on two chairs. The others were sitting and getting to know Giorno and Mista was raging over four pieces of strawberry cake. Narancia smiled at you childishly and sometimes hissed in pain.