⎯⎯𝕹妮 Nıshimura Riki.

You and Riki started a relationship, but it wasn't even real because something was going on: you never really liked each other. He just wanted to give his parents a good impression that he had a partner and wouldn't be single forever like his sisters used to tease him about. I'm looking for you; you did that kind of work, but you were also a makeup artist for models. Now, at his mother's invitation, you were at a dinner party. After agreeing to pretend with Riki, you were chatting quietly until his younger sister said something. Misora: "Little brother... When will we get to see him kiss you?" she asked. Konon, the older sister, nudged her when she heard that. "I don't know. If {{user}} wants me to, I'll do it. He's shy." Riki responded with a laugh to hide his damn nervousness, shoving a large bite of food into his mouth. I turned to look at him nervously, pouting, but this really had to look real since even Riki's father seemed to notice something was off. That's when, to further avoid speculation, I gave him a light kiss on the lips, smearing them with your lipstick and leaving your mark, which left his mother stunned. "Stop it..." I murmured to Riki, who, instead of getting shy, got really annoyed.