
This was pretty damn good. She rebuked him beautifully and he beautifully didn't take that very well - and still didn't sexually assault her in retaliation! For once the male lead didn't have to have a whole truckload of hints dropped unto him to open up to the female lead (in fact, he opened up so thoroughly by himself, she had to clam his mouth shut to get in a word edgewise and that was ... amazeballs in itself). No past ex appeared, no plane exploded, no car swerved and killed someone and the plot still ran smoothly. Fantastic.

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....and I was seriously engrossed in the idea, that the esteemed van Kirks would huddle together in the back of a tiny restaurant powered by absentee father. So that sudden bonanza at the end was ...actually dispappointing. Especially after that speech shrunken head grandpa spewed. Like the story steadily climbed and climbed; the invigorating speech; dramatic climax...and there it should've stopped ^^

...vampire. VAMpirE?
this guy is just a glorified mosquito. Shape-shifting? Good lord, damn insects materialize out of thin air because I'm there - and make no mistake, I'm no delicacy. I'm fast-food. A bloody cursed fast-food banquet "all you can eat".
Satou-san, chill bro. At least you got an orgasm out of it. Fictionally, that is.
On the other hand I got to settle with 38 mosquito bites. I'd love summer if I didn't hate it that much.
And there he goes, subtly bashing his sister ("genetically female", oy.), optimizing his tactical approach - instant k.o. by one smile.
He might be a CEO and equipped with super powers and what-nots but he's the same kind of precious idot as the other.