Kousei let Len keep the expensive piano key guitar since he knew how much the blond boy loved it...
(Y/n) had spent ¥1,000,000 that day.
She stares at the bill, sweatdropping while Len kept playing his new gift.

"Man, I can't stop playing music on this thing! Thanks again for buying it for me, (Y/n)"
（*＾ワ＾*）

"Of course Len...anything for your happiness"
(^^ゞ

Though it still cost a lot of money...at least Kousei didn't force me to pay the actual price.

As the two walked home, they walked pass a malt shop, to which Len walked back to after seeing a banana split replica behind the glass window.
His blue eyes sparkled as he pressed his face to the glass.

"(Y/n), what's that thing? It says here on my sensor that it's called a Banana Split Sundae...made with vanilla ice cream, chocolate fudge and bananas..."

(Y/n) smiled as she wrapped her arm around the boy's shoulders, poking his cheek as she explained it to him.

"Why, it's the greatest dessert you would ever want to have! I used to eat it back when I was young! I'll let you try it, come on!"
(*^▽^*)

She then drags the boy inside, excited to have ice cream with a friend once again.
She really missed this place...she wouldn't go to it unless someone went with her.
Unfortunately, she didn't have anyone at the time, not even (F/n)...
She walks up to the counter and smiles at the server.

"One Banana Split Sundae please! Oh and maybe one box of the Banana Nanas too!"
（＾ω＾）

After receiving the delicious desserts, (Y/n) approached the table where Len was sitting patiently at, playing that special instrument of his.
She sat by him and ruffles his blond hair.

"Here Len, try it!"
(＾▽＾)

"Sure!"
（＾_＾）

Just as Len was about to eat it, he stops himself. This puzzled his creator.

"What's the matter Len?"
(✿☉｡☉)

"It's not poisoned, is it...? My sensor doesn't detect anything"
（°o°；）

"Oh! Of course it's not poisoned! Otherwise, we would be dying right now"
(^^ゞ

Len nods, then slowly takes a bite of the sundae...his eyes widened with surprise, for this new food he tried tasted amazing.
He licked his lips, humming in response.

"It tastes so good (Y/n)!"
(*^^*)

"Heh, of course! Best stuff in Tokyo! Though Mochi is better"

As the two laugh at (Y/n)'s humor, the scientist didn't notice the person walking through the door, who had (F/h/c) and (F/e/c).
(Y/n) looks and gasps...
It was her old friend, (F/n).
(Y/n) felt sick to her stomach, how could (F/n) be here now?
She tugs Len's tie, whispering in his ear as she closely watched (F/n), who was ordering from the counter.

"Len, we have to go. Now..."

"Huh? But why (Y/n)? Aren't you enjoying this-"

"Len, please..."

She desperately stared into Len's eyes, which Len then realized that her emotion was now scared, terrified.
He nods, then grabs her hand, quietly taking her out of the malt shop.
After they walked a few feet away from the shop, Len looks at (Y/n), who was nervously twiddling her fingers.

"Is something wrong (Y/n)? Why are you twiddling your fingers like that?"
(。･o･｡)

"O-oh it's nothing, don't worry about it Lenny"
(^^;)

Len knew that she was lying right on the spot.
His sensors can also tell whether or not the person was telling the truth.
Unfortunately his creator was keeping it to herself and didn't want his help.
...He wanted to change that.