“Do you feel better?” Kenshō sat next to you, stroking your hair. "You were drunk just a few hours ago.”

Before you passed out, all you could recall was becoming drunk inside a bar, being carried away by some inebriated people, and then several gangsters approaching and beginning to kick and punch the men surrounding you.

You then discovered yourself perched on someone's sofa watching him as he moved around.

Kenshō grinned at you, "Find me attractive, huh?" He laughs. “Can’t blame you.”