You and takeru were really good friends, but he was really reckless so you often had to take care of his wounded ass.

Once, after a big fight, takeru came to you while looking like he could pass out soon but still smiling. You let him in your house, sit down on your couch and he let you treat his wounds.

While you were tending his wounds, he was whimpering and groaning in pain sometimes. "God, can't you be a little gentler?!"