That’s exactly why Ren phrased it as a challenge - that’s the best way to catch and keep Akechi’s interest. Ren knew what he was doing by playing up their rivalry.

“Even if I had a coliseum of competition, I’d still fight for you,” he says, still holding that grin. “And I definitely wouldn’t lose.”

Quietly, Ren slides off his chair, picks up his empty cup and saucer in one hand and Akechi’s in the other, and heads for the sink behind the bar. He turns to face Akechi and finishes walking the distance to the sink in reverse, and another strong pulse of loving warmth fills the room.

“See you soon.”

He hopes. He really hopes this hasn’t just been a product of his unconscious imagination.