"And," The girl continued to add, "Since we are friends now. I would be quite sad if my friend got hurt."
"Friends?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, I know we did not make it official or anything, but after everything we've been through, that makes us automatically friends, right?"
(Author: ~everything they've been through~
Event 1: They tried to kill each other when they first met.
Event 2: he accidentally touched her boobies.
Event 3: she made him do hard labour.
Event 4: He soaked himself in the rain to fix the roof for her.)
"Right. Friends. Haha." He played along not to blow his cover, but deep down, he felt dreadful to be branded as a friend.
[Should I just tell her who I am now?] He thought since he had been yearning to hold her in his arms and longing to kiss her lovely pink lips.