"Microwave crap is real food. If I ever get that far with Byakuya-san you'll be the first to know. And we're having a concert in a few months once I can play again. The Vocaloids are having one sooner, though, just not sure when. Sounds like they're having trouble organizing themselves."
Once she was done appeasing the truth gas, hoping that Yuuhi had missed that whole part about Byakuya, Shuro smiled, slid to the floor next to him, and kissed his cheek.
"You're sweet, Yuuhi," she said. Because he was. And it had been a long time since she'd had someone around willing to dote on her like he was.