I hate you. Idiot!
If I told you I loved you, maybe I wouldn't have to hurt you.
… maybe we wouldn't have to fight.
If I told you I loved you …
… as always.
… like this …
… You'd prefer it …
You're right … This isn't like me ….
Mokou!!!
If I do that, then surely my feelings, too, will reach—
Mo—
Mokou …
Am I going to kiss this stupid face?
What's wrong? Does it hurt somewhere?
This isn't like you. What happened?
Just this one time, you can ask me for advice.
I won't hate you, …
… even if you ask something stupid.
It's because of you …
… that I'm suffering this much.
Wha— what …? Why are you moving closer?!