"It seems like this, so why are Suzuki-kun and I alone in a room without worrying about what you will do?"

Chao Wuxi continued.

"Why?"

"I"

“Really”

With the girl's weight on him, Suzuki Mamoru was once again pushed down onto the soft bed, his body sinking in, sinking into the softness between his two sides.

"."

There was no way to explain it, the fragrance on the tip of his nose, the ceiling in front of him, and the heavy silence. Suzuki Mamoru hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Asagiri."

"There is no need to explain." Chao Wuxi interrupted him again, "Although Suzuki-kun didn't say it directly, how could I not know it?"

As someone who has been with him at his bedside for a year, Chao Wuxi can certainly say this.

"."

"Let me hold you for a while and don't talk."

".Um."

There was no more sound in the room.

Things are really over. Plant the flag. Tomorrow will be thousands.
Chapter completed!