"Ha ha..."
"Why are you even laughing?"
Strangely, Renji's face brightened. "It's good you got rid of it," he said. "I don't actually smoke. So you don't have to worry so much."
"Liar, you had supplies and did that the first time we met at the bar," Ginnan said. Judging.
"Oh, you still remember that?" Renji asked happily. "I only smoke when I'm really depressed. But not everyday. And I'm not addicted either."
Ginnan's eyes gleamed instantly. "Correct..."
"Hm, before we left for Milan I was really depressed," Renji said.
Ginnan didn't want to ask why. He knew Renji's problems were sometimes beyond his control. That's why he smiled faintly. "And no when you travelling with me?"
"Hm, that too," Renji said. "I'm more interested in living a healthy life and getting lots of sleep when I'm done with work."
"And being a pervert too, so need sex a few times a week," Ginnan retorted.
"Haha, yes, that's true."