"Hey cherry. Come on, hop on the bike before it starts to rain." That stupid nickname "cherry" again. He's so unbearable... Henry was sitting on his motorcycle right in front of the gates of your school, smiling broadly with bright yellow eyes as the other students cautiously avoided him. In Tokyo, everyone knew Shuji Henry as the "God of Death", capable of knocking out with a couple of punches. And now, when he was courting you, not trying to hide his interest and sympathy