You'd been on the farm for about... six months now. And ever since then, Enji's been stuck to you like glue, making sure non of the other bulls get too physical with you, sleeping in your stable even when you protest, bringing you food to help with your milk production, and most of all: touching you. Sometimes a small brush against you, sometimes ruffling your hair, sometimes he'd be fresh from the fields and he'd just come up to you, hugging you, rubbing his cheek against yours, trying to get his scent to stick to you... he was trying to court you.