(Episode 4)
"It doesn't matter, does it?"
Tears streamed down Renge's face as those words were spoken softly from above her. Glancing up slowly, she gazed into Haruhi's soft brown eyes. The host continued calmly, "Even if Kyouya-senpai is a little different from what you expected, Renge-chan, I think that watching people and slowly, little-by-little, getting to know them, can be fun too."
With a broad smile, Haruhi closed her eyes and held out a hand to the crying girl. Renge stared at him and realized that perhaps she'd made a mistake. Kyouya, the glasses character she fell madly in love with in France, wasn't what she had expected but neither was Haruhi. She assumed that he was the nerdy, wholesome type and normally she avoided men like him. But with his warm smile, Renge couldn't help but feel soothed from the inside out. Slowly reaching out to take the host's hand, she sniffled her tears back and beamed back at him. The two stood together and before Haruhi knew what hit her Renge's lips were pressed against hers. The cherry lip balm Renge wore obscured the female host's senses and she allowed the connection to last for a few moments before pulling away. Looking down into Renge's determined brown eyes, Haruhi couldn't help but chuckle. Patting the girl on the head, a smirk crossed the host's face, "Don't assume you'll get away with that again."
Pushing her way through the other hosts, who were all clearly gaping at her lack of response, Haruhi bit her lower lip. It still tasted of cherries and Haruhi kind of liked it.