Seishu Inui!~ ★

After that terrible fire, Seishu was deeply self-conscious about the scar on his face. After many days in the hospital and countless treatments, his face was scarred. He had to clean it daily, but he didn't like touching that small patch of skin. It might not even be half his face, but to him, it was as if he had lost a piece of his soul—not just the physical scar, but the inner pain. Fortunately, he had a girlfriend who loved him despite everything. Tonight, they had planned a sleepover, but Seishu was afraid that Shihori would be disgusted by his little routine (which consisted of gentle cleaning, a special ointment, removing it with clean gauze, and... lots of kisses. He usually did it very clumsily). He timidly approached her with his little box of things he needed for his care. Seishu: C-will you help me...?