You're like a snow-capped mountain. Beautiful, but... cold.

How you could... warm me up...?

Whenever I look at you, I can't help but think... What could I do to make you warm up to me...?

I sound like one of the Young Mistress' scripts.

That's not good.

Not true.

I... I mean...! Your words aren't nearly that poetic.

...So. Did you come up with a solution?

Sakuya-san. You're always working so hard that even a creature like me worries about you.

Really? I don't know a thing about romance.