"Please don't put me on a high pedestal, Centorea-chan. I'm just a young delinquent..." His breathing quickened as he failed to calm her down, not focusing entirely on her words, his nose gently touching hers, "you, on the other hand, are a formal girl that deserves a lot of good. Someplace to live. Someone to..."

... Tomoya failed to think of more things to say to her, and as he pushed his lips for a kiss, his hands held her human waist to caress it.