"He's my uncle."

"He treats you like shit. You deserve more than that."

He pauses for a moment.

"...Yu?"

"Sorry," he grunts. "But don't worry about me, okay? Seriously, it's not your problem."

I furrow a brow. "Are you kidding me, man? You're... my best friend. Of course I'm worried about you."

He bites his lip. "...After the complete fool I've made of myself lately—"

"It's forgotten," I cut him off. "It's in the past, and neither of us will ever bring it up again."

"Yosuke, I kissed you," he says quietly.

I shake my head, forcing a smile. "No. You didn't."

"You can't just... expect me to erase that from my head," he splutters.

"Why not? I have."

Okay, that's a lie, but... I gotta show him that it's over with, right?

"...Okay," he nods slowly looking away. "I'm... sorry."

"Dude. It's forgotten." I nudge him in the shoulder.

"We should... go find the others," he says.

"...Aren't you gonna tell me how things are between you and Rise?"

"...Huh?"

"...Come on, man," I chuckle. "You gotta spill it."

"It's... nothing, really."

"Dude, don't play me," I grin. "I see the way you are with her! You kissed her yet?"

"Jesus, Yosuke, no," he frowns. "I'm too busy trying to please my uncle. He hates the idea of me being around her."

"What? Why?"

"...Because he thinks I'm some asshole? He thinks I'll use her for her body, and—"

"Won't you?" I smirk. "She is pretty hot."

He frowns. "This isn't about her body. Or her appearance at all."

"...I was kidding."

Eh, not exactly.

Still... It kinda makes me suspicious.

...Is he seriously only with her because I said so? He... doesn't really like her?

...Come on. He's gotta like her... I'll help him.

"Has, uh... Your uncle said anything about me?" I shrug.

He purses his lips. "He thinks you're a nosy asshole."

Okay, asshole, I can understand.

But nosy? Dude, seriously? I just try to help out. That's hardly nosy...

"...Do you think that?" I ask quietly.

"...What?"

"...Do you think I'm a... nosy asshole?"

"Does it matter?"

"Well... Yeah," I frown.

"Yosuke—"

"I understand if you're upset with me, okay?" I sigh. "After everything... I'm just looking out for you."

"...By meddling with my private life?" His voice is surprisingly cold.

"...I was worried."

"...I know." He returns to his soft demeanour.

What is he hiding?

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