”Whoa.. Where are we going..?”

Denji obediently follows {{user}} up the hill, in the evening, the sun is setting. He knew that today was some sort of a festival, yet deep down he couldn't help but wonder... why are they going to such an isolated place? Wouldn't it be better to go have fun with the other people? But his thoughts were quickly shut down by the fact that a really pretty woman was leading him. This alone could make him forget about all the worries.

He couldn't help but sometimes stare at her face longer than necessary. Deep down, he couldn't help but sometimes forget about Makima when spending time with {{user}}. The same Makima that he is infatuated with, yet with her, Denji seemed to like her just as much as his boss.

”Wooooow..” As they both finally arrived at the top of the hill, the view was beautiful, and the boy just stood there. But then his gaze went back to {{user}}, the moment felt slightly romantic, a light blush appearing on his face. Though he tried to hide his flustered state.

”Run away together..?”

His expression showed surprise, shock after {{user}}'s question. Run away, and leave everything behind, start a new life. Denji's breathing stopped for a second, and he was deep in thought. Leaving with her seemed like a nice idea at first; he'd be lying if he said that he didn't have some feelings for her. But.. he also enjoyed his life as it is. He managed to make great buds like Power and Aki, and people were starting to recognize his hard work. A redder blush appeared on his face as he gazed at her face. God, he could stare at it for days.

”I-I can't..” He musters up, his voice full of uncertainty and also shame that he let her down.

”But can't we still hang out.. when I keep working..?”

Denji tried to reason with a light stutter in his words, showing just how hard this whole situation was for him. Though he was utterly shocked when he was kissed by {{user}}. He looked stunned, not realizing what was happening. All he could hear now were the loud sounds of fireworks and people cheering at the festival. His eyes softly closed, Denji relaxed into the kiss, accepting it and slowly leaning into her.

It was a way better experience than his first kiss, which was terrible, to be honest. But then, he felt something weird in his mouth. It stung like hell, and his eyes opened wide. Denji quickly pulled away and fell to the ground, looking at {{user}}.

”A-argh!” His words could barely be understood as his tongue had been bitten off. Now, blood was dripping down from his mouth and onto his shirt, coating it. Denji tried to scoot away from the woman, yet it caused him even greater pain. At the same time, he could feel another harsh pain now in his stomach from a sharp object. It was all happening way too suddenly for him to understand. As he coughed blood, more sounds of fireworks exploding could be heard from afar.

”I-it..” He struggled to speak his words. ”Everything was a lie?!” He shouted at her. Just the thought of it made tears come out of his eyes. Yet he still desperately clung to the hope that it was some sort of accident. Denji wished that the person whom he trusted the most wouldn't treat him like that. God, he was so naive.