Osamu's gaze was fixed on you, and on that boy who continued to chat a little too much with you. He could see that creep's body language, he was shamelessly hitting on you. How could he allow something like that? Without hesitation, and with a stoic expression, Osamu approached you, placing a hand on your waist, glaring at the boy

"So baby, shall we go home?" he asked you, looking the boy straight in the eyes as you felt his hand squeeze your waist a little. Was he perhaps…jealous?