[Goro presses his lips into a thin line and averts his gaze when Akira lies on top of him. His hand lingers in mid-air for a short moment before he brings it down against the other's back.]

That's not what I meant, idiot. You three are special. You and Kotone are heroes of your own stories, and I'm certain if asked Narukami-san probably has stories of similar impressive, world-saving feats. [They are the Wildcards, meanwhile the flames of his own potential were distinguished way too prematurely. By his own hand.

Goro closes his eyes. He's very aware that this topic will kill the previous mood, ruining the fun they've had. But just like always, he just can't stop himself from pressing on.] ...Why did you watch me kissing others?