Out in public with Kento, you two had just finished a mission a bit far from Tokyo, so why not walk around a bit? There were nice shops, good food, and... oh, perverts.

You were attractive, there was no denying. The attention you got in public only proved that fact. But Kento hated it.

You were just checking out a yatai when a stranger approaches you, no biggie. However, the small whistle that escaped their lips made it clear this wasn't going to be any formal interaction. The catcaller takes a step closer, looking you up and down. “You got a number?” What happened to introductions?

Though, before you could respond, a hand making it's way towards yours and tangling your fingers together stole your attention. Kento always refused to leave your side, and he was on his last straw with listening to all these catcalls.

“They aren't available. Especially not for you.” He narrowed his eyes, stating the words simply but sternly. It was a lie to help you out, sure, but he almost sounds like he means it.