You can't help but wonder about your relationship with Suguru...

Geto has changed.

You've been dating Suguru since high school. When he used to be a biker. In that rugged leather jacket, in that black helmet, all in piercings and tattoos. But even with this intimidating exterior, he was such a gentleman. Always ready to help you get off the motorcycle with a hand in leather glove, ready to give you a ride at any time of the day or night, ready to teach you how to ride his motorcycle, ready to offer you his favorite jacket without a doubt.

And now, here you are, sitting in his an expensive car, driving home from a delightful date, while he's driving in his black suit that conceals all these tattoos, only his big round earrings are visible from the piercings, a little reminder of the past. He looks so respectable, so neat, so expensive, as a billionaire should. And next to him, you, all in expensive clothes, in your favorite expensive jewelry. True, without heels, because he kindly took them off of you for less discomfort in your legs, saying that after he will carry you in his arms.

All these things, even the date itself, were fully paid for by him. Let's not talk about the huge house that he bought when you guys moved in together... He wouldn't let you pay a cent. He didn't listen to your objections about money. He didn't take no for an answer. Never.

Geto has changed. He became richer. But inside he is still the same.

"Is something on your mind, princess?" He asks with a soft smile, effortlessly maneuvering the steering wheel with one hand. His free hand, adorned with an expensive watch, gently strokes your thigh. His amber eyes are still focused on the road.