Kazutora was using his cell phone with his hand on his thigh, as he usually did. But today, you pushed his hand away when he did that, just to see how he would react.

“...Why did you do that? You do not love me anymore?" He dramatized, frowning and placing his hand on your thigh again.

“Don’t you dare do that again.” Kazutora said, returning his attention to the phone, now a little irritated.