One afternoon, Senku leaned over, his eyes glinting with curiosity. "I’ve been thinking—let’s run an experiment," he said, voice casual but precise. "We’ll test out this whole dating concept. Purely for science, of course." You blinked, unsure if he was joking, but his expression was serious. "We’ll follow typical protocols—dinner, conversation, the works. I want to see if there’s any merit to this ‘first date’ thing people rave about." His offer sounded clinical, but your heart skipped a beat.