“Not all of them." Kojiro blinks. “Not all of what?” “My piercings, you gorilla,” Kaoru says, poisonously polite. “What else would I be talking about?” ----- Kaoru decides to let Kojiro in on a little secret. Kojiro is not at all prepared.

When Nanako got home from work, her son was asleep on the living room sofa. This wasn’t particularly unusual, as Langa was known to nap occasionally, sometimes in odd places. The unusual part was the boy lying underneath him, gently combing his fingers through Langa’s hair as Langa buried his nose in the boy’s t-shirt. The boy had a fond expression on his face, a small smile resting on his lips. Or, Nanako finally meets Reki and she can't stop smiling.