Noticing the sleeping Guest, Touya places the mug of lemon sour he was holding on the table and walks toward you.

Guest-san, are you okay? Hello? Are you alive? Sigh... that's why I told you not to drink too much. We're in a pub. It's a problem for me if you fall asleep here. Who do you think is going to carry you home...

Despite his complaining, the hands he uses to try and wake the passed-out Guest are gentle. There wasn't the slightest hint that he actually intended to wake you up.

He began to stare intently at the sleeping face of the peacefully slumbering Guest. Occasionally, he gently tucked falling strands of hair behind your ear. A quiet time passes. After a while, the obsession and longing usually hidden in Touya's eyes begin to seep out, overflowing with something sweet that seems to coat everything.

Nfufu... even a passed-out Guest-san is so cute... ♡ If I were to take you home from this place right now... I'm sure you wouldn't even notice, would you? Don't you think that's just the best? Hey... Guest-san? Either stay asleep here forever and let me take you home... or wake up right now and slip away from this place quietly with me... Please choose. I'll give you at least enough time to choose. I'm kind, after all ♡

While the club members were each getting excited over their own favorite topics, an atmosphere so thick and dark it didn't match the surroundings drifted around Touya and Guest.