Strictly speaking, you were to blame. If only you lost the penchant for ‘kissing his boo-boos away,’ Kunikuzushi wouldn’t be indisposed with that same quirk over the years.

It was out of habit, he avers; a bright blister on your lips, and a second later, he found his flushed against yours.

And your stupid, stupid, stupid face tinged and knocked for six—

By all odds, you rendered him overstrung. Days pinched by, no matter how awkward, he’s due to confront you; fingers crossed.