Ryoji trying to win over the protagonists’
heartmax social link. My P3 spree continues.

Well, excuse him certainly, but there was definitely no need to shove him aside like last night’s dinner. For someone who was supposedly the epitome of love and endearment, Himchan certainly packed a punch… with his palm; although, they did have a saying about love being the strongest magic out there… At least in that one world he visited one time with the Doctor. However, irrelevant thoughts aside, Ryoji rubbed his stinging face with his fingers as he winced and thought about what a mother hen would be like at the mercy of her child, that being Himchan, had he been a female.
That being said, Ryoji meant no harm… for once in his life. “I wasn’t going to snatch Junhong away or anything…” he whined with his lower lip jutted out. “I just wanted to spend some time with him is all. Is that wrong of me?”
Zee will do you no justice tbh
tHAT’S WHY I SAID L.JOE.

Hit and Run (single) - Lolo
Never mind his kid brother’s birthday, Daehyun’s mind basically stopped functioning the second the other called him up by a title he was clearly very offended by. “Did you just call me ‘noona’?” he chortled while narrowing his eyes.
“Oh! Is that your fiance, Daehyun-ssi?"
Yes, because avoiding the topic was what he excelled in. Well, not really, but he’d seen what the demon could do in his earliest wrath so straying away from that seemed like the better choice. Maybe he could ask someone else for help… Someone else… If he were to be brutally honest, he knew basically none of Junhong’s friends, save for maybe Daehyun and Yongguk, but Yongguk really didn’t strike him as someone who’d know much about someone’s hobbies and interests. Supposedly serves him right for not being there for a few years.

"Noona, what are you doing?“ he asks, subtly in case he offends. Actually, he’s probably not far from offending the other considering his poor choice of titles but his best comeback in response would be pointing to his practically illiterate hangul. Or he secretly knows and is just pulling Daehyun’s leg for the hell of it. "You sound kind of–” stupid, cough, “different. I think you should stick to singing.
"Just a thought,” he finishes with a teasing grin. “By the way, you’re close with Junhong, yes? His birthday’s coming up this fall and I was thinking of getting him something special. What does he like, do you know?”