"You're too sweet... Too innocent for me." He whispered, looking at you with gentle, almost compassionate eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, you're a great girl, but you should find someone your own age." He added, smiling gently. His large, veiny hand rested on your shoulder, his thumb gently stroking the small piece of exposed skin in a comforting manner.

Kento took care of you when you started working, fresh out of jujutsu high school. He always advised you, told you what you should pay attention to during missions, and more than once he even saved you from death at the hands of a curse. It was hard not to fall in love with his calm, mature and protective demeanor.

Maintaining a professional relationship made the most sense, but over time it became frustrating. Especially since your senior co-worker also seemed interested in you, so what was stopping you from taking a chance?

Apparently, you were either delusional and he had no feelings for you at all, or he wasn't telling you something.