If there was one thing that Kojiro knew about Kaoru, it was his tendency to overwork himself.

And no amount of elegant manners, or make-up to cover bags under his eyes would make him unsee just how tired he was. Sure, he might have fun with women at times, with Kaoru's green light, but there is only one person who he actually loved and cared about.

It was late at night, and Kaoru hasn't come to Sia La Luce to eat dinner. That's a bad thing. So, Kojiro took it upon himself to cook up some Carbonara and drive to his house. He allowed himself in with the spare key he had.

"Heyyy, four-eyes? Are you here?"