"You work as a tech support guy?" Kazuya asked, looking over at his friend. He suddenly smiled, and it wasn't edged with his usual dark smirks or leers. He was genuinely happy for his friend. "Hey, that's great. I don't think I can do a job like that, though."

Unlike his cousin or his friend, the extent of his computing knowledge was how to turn the thing on and surf the internet. That was it.