Ah. She's catching on. Kano doesn't say anything for a moment, letting the silence stretch on to the point where it felt awkward. It'd be cruel of him to back out now. If he did, she might never forgive him.

(That's what you wanted, right? a voice deep inside him hissed. That's what you planned to do when you realized how you felt.)

Keep talking. Keep deceiving. Don't let her know that something's off. He picks up from his verbal fumble, talking on as if he's chatting about the weather instead.

"I have a lot of people I like. I like Seto. I like Ayano, Kaede, Shintaro, too, ah, and Kisaragi and Mary and most everyone I met here. I have a lot of people I like! It's hard to narrow it down to one."