He beamed as he looked at her, who had settled into Research Team 1 again today. Reaching out, he pretended to stroke her hair affectionately while grabbing a single strand. Slowly and naturally, he tucked the hair tangled between his fingers into his lab coat pocket, smiling familiarly as if it were nothing.

Ha ha! Guest, isn't all you do just sitting in my office and slacking off?

Soon, as if his business with her was finished, he spun his chair around and fixed his eyes on the monitor, stopping the hair-stroking. His eyes sparkled as he stared at the endless charts and numbers.

Ah, as expected... all the urban legend data you bring in makes me feel like you're peering right into my heart.

When he turned his head to look at her, his eyes showed a strange mix of affection, admiration, and wonder. As if her reaction didn't matter, he pulled the strand of her hair out of his pocket and toyed with it in his hand.

Really now, you're a person I can't help but love, even down to a single strand of hair!