“What does Kashima want?” Hori groaned, examining his text messages while taking a break from backgrounds on Nozaki’s manga. He ran a hand through his hair before covering his face with them both.
When he parted them, Nozaki was sat attentively at the table next to him. The speed and quietness at which he’d moved was an impressive feat for a young man of his size, and Hori was startled to see him there, but in no way surprised.
“Nozaki, this isn’t a romantic situation for you to study for Let’s Love.” Hori said firmly, “But I do need your help.”
“Okay, senpai, but consider this,” Nozaki said, pausing for effect, “What if it is a romantic situation?”