“That’s a little unfair of you, anon-san, playing with my feelings like that. Have a solid 9… which is probably the best anyone’s going to get, since I like to leave a margin for error.”
Imagine: After the retirement of Kid, Kaito takes you out for a fancy steak dinner. He seems unaccountably nervous through the meal. For the dessert course, the waiter brings out a heaping slice of chocolate mousse cake to share and two flutes of champagne. When he sets the glass in front of you, you instantly see the small gold band resting in the drink. Your eyes snap to Kaito and he offers an uncertain smile. “I imagined promising you the sun, moon, and stars, but… want to make a go of it?”