"Yeah, when you want to leave the Tower, sure she wants to kill you, but most of the time? She just wants to eat a good roasted octopus, or play with her nightmares."
"You
Shun let his words linger before continuing, "Look, I won't pressure you to do this or that, and I'm neither your teacher or parents to scold you, but I'm here to remind you, look at Micchan in the eyes when you're talking to her, Akira."
He then turned around, "Maybe you'll understand."
And he walked away.
Akira turned her head to see his back. He couldn't help but observe it. It seemed big and shoulder so many responsibilities.
Unaware of Akira's gaze, Shun returned to his seat.
"How's the talk?"
"It's up to her." Shun shrugged slightly.
"You don't have to do that."
"And let it happen again? That is the least thing I want to happen." Shun motioned his hand to the left in refusal, "I already got a lot of drama in my hands. Decreasing one would help tremendously."