"Huh?" Yuu stared at Kazuki with a growing anger.
"I'm going stop drawing comics. For good."
"But, then our company will fail!"
"That's not my problem!" Kazuki screamed
"Kazuki? Is everything okay down there?" Called out Mizuki.
"We're just fine," snarled Yuu. With that, she stomped out of the room, fists clenched tightly.
"What's wrong with her?" Mizuki ask, making her way down the basement steps. "I can't draw comics anymore, not with everything that's going on right now." "Kazuki? Do you need money? Because if you can't pay the rent, you can always stay with me." The pink-haired girl offered.
"No thanks," Kazuki rejected, shaking his head. "My matters are much more personal." "Oh." Mizuki sighed, and left her friend to his thoughts.
Once he was alone he began to mutter. "Why can't I just come out and say it! ' I love you.' But, no. Things can't be that simple. I have to quit Comic Party, and upset Yuu. It makes me so mad. And sad. I don't think that she'll ever forgive me. Now I have to work a full-time job… Wait a second? Why the hell am I talking to myself?" He sighed. "Mizuki-chan."
"Don't worry about talking to yourself, comrade Kazuki, I do it all the time," bursted Taishi's loud voice.
"Damnit, Taishi! Where did you come from?" The dark-haired boy jumped back, shielding himself.
"One of life's many unanswered questions. Where did any of us come from?"
" Like I'd know. I'm a failure."
"Never said never, comrade Kazuki. For even with your measily salary, you can yet buy a gift for your fair maided, Mizuki."
Kazuki sighed. 'Here we go again.'