I collapsed in bed at the end of another day, between Martial training with Honey, my host club duties, and the business lessons, I was getting to the point where I forgot what it felt like to be well rested. Oh, I almost forgot that Kyoya took me on at least one date a week, though that was the farthest thing from a burden.
When I had gotten home today, Haruhi and I had talked for over an hour about what the other Hosts did to try and help that poor Nekozawa. I could help but laugh as she told me about the cheesy lines they were trying to get him to say so that he would overcome his fear of the light.
'Seriously though, in what world does it make sense that a character makeover will get rid of a deeply ingrained fear that has existed for years? They certainly didn't try that with me, th
