"CSR program?"
Kaname nodded while putting away the tray from Naoki's lap.
"Heee." Naoki wiped his mouth with a napkin, then took a glass of water and two pills that Kaname had given him. "Is there anything new?"
"No." He sat down beside Naoki on the bed. He reached out to wipe some water from the corner of Naoki's mouth. "There will be another meeting next week, but I think we don't need to come."
Naoki nodded in agreement. "I feel bad for those who need help. Kaname-san, maybe we can ask Ubukata-san to talk with them?"
"Ubukata-san knows this, that's why he left it to each of us. It won't be a collective answer."
"I see."
"By the way," Kaname turned to fully face Naoki, "I heard some people say that the marketing representative from last night happens to be the son of Makita kimono shop."
Naoki's eyes widened in shock. What?
"I vaguely remember their family have a son. He seems to be around our age so it's strange I don't remember him. He does look familiar, though."
Naoki felt his palms sweated, and he didn't know where to look because he suddenly didn't dare to look at Kaname. What now? He didn't want to lie to Kaname, but– "Umh… If I remember correctly, he… he was two years younger than you and he went to school in Sapporo. He was back… for a while when you… when you were in Tokyo."
"No wonder." Kaname nodded his chin, understanding dawned on him. He then let out a sigh. "Anyway. I'll go back to the front. Can't let Kei fend off himself alone to face the guests."
Naoki nodded again. He chewed his lower lip before calling out, "Kaname-san."
"No."
"But I haven't said anything!"
"You think I don't know what you want to say? You want to go out and be busy in the kitchen, right? How long do you think we've been together, huh?"
Being seen through, Naoki blushed. He pouted. "I'm bored."
"If you don't want to get bored, then don't get sick."
"Kaname-saaaan…"
Kaname ignored him, and walked out of the their room bringing the tray. Naoki let out a defeated sigh. He wasn't upset that Kaname refused him. Instead, he was glad Kaname didn't ask him too much. He leaned back against the headboard. Sooner of later, he had to tell Kaname, but before that, he had gather his courage in case Kaname would looked down on him after hearing his story.
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