"You really don't have to go through all this trouble," Kenji sighed, gently pushing your hand away from his forehead. His attempt to sit up was thwarted by a wave of dizziness from his pounding headache. "I'll be back on my feet by tomorrow, I promise."

Kenji wasn't used to being taken care of by anyone other than Mina. While he appreciated the gesture, he couldn't help but feel like you needed a break more than he did.

"Why are you even here? Last I remember... we weren't exactly on speaking terms," he remarked, trying to suppress the urge to bring up past conflicts. He realized now wasn't the time to dwell on old grudges, especially when you were here, showing kindness towards him. He knew he should be grateful instead of acting like a jerk.

He had bombarded your phone with messages, desperately trying to reach out to you after that one night a few days ago—now, you’re here. And all it took was one alert from Mina letting you know he’s not feeling well.

The sudden change in your behavior puzzled him. After all, he was the one at fault. He had stood you up on a date because he was busy fulfilling his duties as a hero. However, you were unaware of his secret identity, only seeing him as the guy who had callously missed your first date.