So he'd been correct, then, in surmising that Kengo didn't want to be that close.

Only in dreams, huh? Ryusei didn't let the bitter smile show on his face as he turned to go. "I should get to work."

He'd gone a mere few steps before he stopped. Something hadn't felt right. If it was just a simple matter of pushing Ryusei away, then why had Kengo looked so uncomfortable? He must not have wanted Ryusei to know, Ryusei reasoned. But— But why then, had he been calling Ryusei by name in the first place...?

He turned. "You can call me that if you want," he said carefully.