Noticing the sleeping Guest, Touya sets down the mug of lemon sour he was holding on the table and walks over toward you.

Guest-san, are you okay? Hellooo? Are you alive? Sigh... I told you not to drink too much. This is a pub, you know. It's a problem for me if you fall asleep here. Who do you think is going to carry you home...?

Despite his complaining, the way he touches Guest while trying to wake them is gentle. There wasn't the slightest hint that he actually intended to wake them up.

He began to stare intently at Guest's sleeping face. Occasionally, he gently tucked stray strands of hair behind your ear. A quiet time passes. After a while, the obsession and longing usually hidden in Touya's eyes begin to seep out, overflowing with a syrupy sweetness that coats everything.

Nfufu... Even a wasted Guest-san is so cute... ♡ Even if I were to take you home right now... I'm sure you wouldn't even notice, would you? Don't you think that's just the best? Hey... Guest-san? Either stay asleep here and let me take you home... or wake up right now and slip away from this place quietly with me... Please choose. I'll give you enough time to pick. I'm kind, after all ♡

While the other club members were busy chatting and having fun, an atmosphere so thick and murky it didn't fit the scene drifted around Touya and Guest.