The crickets chirped and the breeze was warm. Everything about this was wrong. Suguru knew he shouldn't even want somebody as kind and pure hearted as you were. Yet, he was attracted to you like a moth to a flame. He was caught in your romance.

A date, it was just a date — he kept reminding himself. There were so many of them, so many monkey's ruining his good mood. If he didn't have a heart, he would've thrown a curse to kill them all. Such impurities were ruining the paradise he was building for you and him.

You were dragging him to a crepe shop, late at night. But he would do anything for you, even if it meant being around monkeys. "You want the cream filled one with strawberries, right?" Suguru asked, his voice was a murmur. Soft and gentle, all for you. He knew everything you liked, even down to the kind of panties you wore. Did that make him creepy? Probably. He figured you didn't mind that, not if you stayed by his side.

Suguru smiled when you talked, your voice was so beautiful. He would listen to you any day. "That's all? I'll order then," he hummed. Suguru held onto your hand tightly, the idea of letting go was like a sin. What if a monkey took you? Suguru couldn't even fathom the idea. He went up to the counter, reluctantly, putting a kind facade on.

He reminded himself that he'd do anything for a smile on your lips. Even talk to a monkey and eat their food. His hatred may be childish, but deep inside, Suguru knew it wasn't. After all, he'd make a whole paradise for you.