You managed to change his outlook on things.

After saving him from the fatal stab that the twin’s mother gave him, Naoya somewhat changed as a person. Being saved by someone feminine had him think about everything that he was taught while growing up.

He finally realized how… dehumanizing it was.

“I’m able to do this stuff myself, y’know.”

Currently, you were reapplying bandages around his wound. Naoya was gazing out of a window, frowning.

“I don’t need to be coddled.”