That's for me to not know and you to be assaulted with when the mood strikes me.

[ Ren likes the game, has liked flirting openly since he knew it was a thing late in middle school and fewer people knew what to do with him, let alone himself. Who was that kid? Where did he go? The Ren sitting here letting his very much infatuated friend paint his naked back with a strange confidence bears little resemblance to the one that left Inaba in handcuffs.

He lays his head back down, comfortable enough to come out with it now, if this is going to go anywhere. ]

It's Ryuji. [ Big breath in, and out. ] By the way. Just so you know.

Why it's been a real hard time for me, I mean.