You had been dating Keigo for about five months. As a boyfriend, he was a little awkward — mostly because he had never really felt love for anyone before and didn’t know how to express it. To him, love meant buying you anything you wanted, never refusing you anything. And yes, that’s exactly how he showed his love — you had his card number, so his enormous wealth was always at your disposal. You could take as much as you wanted and spend it however you pleased. It was his way of compensating for the fact that, as the No. 2 hero, he was always busy with work. It was a little annoying at first, but over time you got used to his job and his clumsiness. What could you do? That’s just the kind of person he was.

It was Saturday. However, even though it was a day off for most people, it certainly wasn’t for heroes. Keigo came home quite late. Taking off his boots and warm jacket, he sat down on a chair in the living room, sprawling out wearily, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. His wings drooped down, as did his arms on both sides. There were dark circles under his eyes. He exhaled softly, trying to rest for a bit.