[CycloneKira]

Akira looks at her, looking confused as Yusa eases him into the water. What is she talking about? Her family problems don't bother him in the least. At least, not anymore, it's ancient history now. He can't help but think about how beautiful she is, as she wets his long hair using the bucket.

Then he frowns a little as she seems a little sad, and his thoughts run mile-a-minute, with the alcohol stooping his brain from repressing them.

Why is she sad? Where did the smile go? He wants to see her happy and smiling. Ah, never mind, he'll just put one on her face, then she'll look pretty again. He reaches out to her face and pulls the ends of her lips upwards, in a lopsided smile. He seems satisfied with it, however.

"There, pretty," he says, grinning.