"For You, A Thousand Times Over"

Do not smoke. 

Even if the worlds we live in are different, even if our nationalities, income or race is different - by simply getting on an airplane you can go from Japan to England, and a man kissing a man isn't necessarily considered a crime.

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~ SPOILERS AHEAD ~

"Aware of what?"

"That you are in love with Richard."

Without warning, my chest felt like it had been violently opened.

No. No, no. No, no, this couldn't be. It couldn't. Just because you keep thinking of the same person every single day, just because you lose your breath and your heart begins to throb when you get a fleeting glance at their face, because you have a dream of them almost kissing you every night? No, that can't be.

I mean. It can't be. I mean. Just no.

I'm lost. I can't come up with any persuasive objection.

"You're making him out to be an existence as complete and beautiful as a crystal. Moreover, by saying 'He wouldn't do anything like that', you're projecting your own ideals onto him. How should one call this fever-dream-like condition? There is no other way to call it but 'love'."

Richard and Seigi are out eating together. Seigi’s worrying about Richard, a lot.

Seigi: Let’s say I won’t make any pudding or milk jelly from here on out and that I’ll keep mistaking the amount of sugar I should add to the royal milk tea, will you fire me then?

Richard: That’s the first time I hear such a lovable threat.

Richard: People who deal with gem stones hold a great responsibility when telling their customers that ‘It’s real’. That’s because an expert is confirming the stone’s quality to an amateur. That sort of thing somehow resembles words of love between two lovers.

Seigi: …because it’s a question of mutual trust, huh?

Richard: Today you’re quite good at guessing these things.

Seigi: Are you saying that I’m normally a blockhead?

Richard: Why? If anything happens I'll just call the police.

After Richard finished eating Seigi’s pudding and thanked him for it:

Seigi: For a moment there, didn’t it feel like we’re a married couple?

Seigi: This is awful. It's worse than your typical melodrama. While the heroine's crying in the streets at night, a dashing good-looking guy comes to her rescue and the theme song starts playing. Are there any cameras in here?

Seigi: Check.

Richard: Huh? My clothes fit the dress code. Is there a problem related to my clothes, my hair or any dirt?

Seigi: No, no problem. The most beautiful man of the world is standing in front of me, as always.

[Guys. This is gay but it gets worse.]

Seigi (showing him a photo): Can't you explain this to me?

Richard: Have you heard of digital search engines?

Bonus:

Seigi: I'm begging you! I am just really not good at western languages. I'll treat you to the drinks, so please...

Richard: Who is the person who smiled while they told me they'd remembered my complete name?

Bonus :3

Rough translation of the novel version of this scene(because I really like protective Seigi)

I looked straight into Shin’s eyes, who was so angry you could see the veins on his forehead. Compared to a Dojo instructor, he wasn’t scary at all. But that’s probably because I had a much scarier expression on me.

“I apologise. I really, really have no idea what’s going on, but I’m very sorry.”

“This has nothing to do with you, back off.”

“You talk a lot.”

I took a step forward and grabbed his arm. It wasn’t so hard that he couldn’t shake me off if he really tried, but he probably wouldn’t do that. It wouldn’t look good for him.

“Stop giving my boss a hard time. He is the nicest guy I know in the world. I don’t care if he brings in misfortune or whatever else you say. Even the name that you mentioned, I don’t care about that. I like it when he handles jewelry, so if you ever get in the way of his work again, I’ll get angry. It’s best if you go home and eat something sweet.

“You’re so enticed by him, you’re a fool losing your head to him without knowing how poisonous he is!”

“I don’t really get it, so here.”