"Hisana?"
"Hmm?"
"Would you still love me if I would grow a beard?"
"That's a stupid question, Byakuya-sama. Why would you want to grow a beard?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"It would look ridiculous."
"Well, would you still love me if I would look ridiculous?"
"Of course I would."
"That's good."
"Hey Byakuya-sama?"
"Hmm?"
"Will you promise me something?"
"What is it?"
"Please don't grow one."
"It would safe me the trouble from shaving."
"Trouble it is, huh. Well, then let me shave you."
"No, it is okay."
"It would prickle while kissing."
"Shaving?"
"No, a beard."
"If I would already have had a beard when we met, would you have returned that first kiss?"
"Hmm.. I think I would have giggled pretty bad."
"You did, anyway."
"Yeah, well, that was different."
"How?"
"Well... you were suddenly so very close... I was all nervous."
"And if I had had a beard..."
"...I might have slapped you away."
"That is ridiculous."
"The image of you with a beard, as well."
"Can we just try?"
"No."
"This beard will cost us our marriage.."
"Yeah.. let's not risk that, shall we?"
"Let's not, indeed."
"I'm tired."
"Go to sleep."
"Hmm, yeah.. good night, Byakuya-sama."
"Good night, Hisana."
"I love you."
"Yes, I get it. I will shave first thing in the morning."
"Now I love you even more."
"Good night."