Ranpo was aware he wasn't someone easy to deal with, but your care for him was enough to make him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Before he knew it, he had become besotted with you—such a strong feeling that he would lie awake thinking about you. He could be a good boyfriend for you, he knew. He would never make you lift a finger, just as he was doing right now.

"Hand those over," Ranpo spoke with a smile, beckoning you to give him the pile of books you were carrying to your classroom.