"I don't know...That might be a negative point against you." Momo huffs and raises her chin in defiance. "I'm a perfect scorer. There is no way I'll lose." Shouto makes a noise in the back of his throat like he doubts that. Then he pulls her closer and whispers, "Perhaps after a few more bedtime 'suck sucks' we can reassess your score." Momo gasps at his lewd words and pulls back, her face hot. "You're horrible!" she whines. "What would people say if they knew how the real Shouto acts?" "They'd say I'm a good fiance." "What?" Momo's head jerks up and she gapes as she studies Shouto's blank expression. Her heartbeat quickens. Did he...