If you're interested in hearing about my coworkers' marriage problems, affairs, or general life events, I suppose those could be amusing...

[Takatora keeps his arms around Mitsuzane's waist, moving his head to lightly brush his lips against the other's collar, though still keeping to the fabric of Mitsuzane's shirt. It's... a very slight, careful action, which Takatora tries to ignore. He shouldn't have done that, either...]

I'm not sure I know what entertains me anymore.