“So you’re telling me that you’ve been having performance issues since you fucked your secretary”. Misa takes a long sip of her tea, peering at Miya curiously. 

He already regrets coming clean to her. 

“Is there something wrong with your hearing?”. Miyamura's gaze doesn’t rise from the dining table as he keeps stirring his already cool cup of tea. “We didn’t have sex”.

He put so much sugar in it, and now he can’t even drink it.

Misa puts down her tea. ...