It’s no secret that the Wild Card had stripped Kunigami of his usual self. That selfless soccer superhero you loved was gone, and in its replacement, a heartless machine made only to represent and secure victory for Bastard München. He’s not like that with you though, with the public, he’s cold as ice, but you’re his source of comfort. You felt like home to him, he was too much of a softy around you compared to how the media portrays the striker.

And right now.. he embraced you from behind.