When Keith got me to bed, frankly, the bond of being a lover was more uncomfortable than the ordinary bond, because Keith made it clear how much I needed it. And it's heavier than a normal binding, so I'm back at work. To make matters worse, Keith and Aston took another day off today, because Genesis followed them to my apartment early in the morning, and I had no one else to go to the studio because I had to find clues to Zentine.

I didn't know what I had, and before I could ask, they left. Rumor has it that an alien died of energy sucked by Zen, so...