Silent blackness pervades the entire rental house, and the curtains reflect the light in the distance.

Everything was as peaceful as if falling into a deep sleep.

Only the "ticking" sound of the hands of the clock in the house can be heard.

and the gentle snort of the girl in her arms.

Hayabusa Kimura looked down at Asuki who pressed his cheek to his chest, and slowly withdrew his sore arm.

The faint white light outside the window fell on the long black and silky hair of tomorrow, glowing with a silvery white glow.

A strand of hair hung down on the girl's quiet sleeping face.

Although Hayabusa Kimura has been trying his best to comfort her at night, Asuka still cries a few times because of the ticket.

A pair of lovely eyes also became a little red and swollen at the moment.

Under the cover of messy hair, it looks a little pitiful.

Hayabusa Kimura reached out and tucked the strands of hair that hung down Asuka's cheeks behind her ears.

Speaking of which, Smoke seems to have always been a very crying person.

is not as cheerful and strong as in the camera, and will always cry because of some sad little things.

I really don't know how Smoke persevered after his debut.

The competition in the entertainment industry should be particularly fierce.

Thoughts fluttered in his mind, and Hayabusa Kimura gently adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position.

Suddenly, he reached out and touched the cold hot water bottle in Tomorrow's arms.

From coaxing his girlfriend to sleep until now, a long time has passed.

Hayaya Kimura took out the hot water bottle and got up and walked to the kitchen.

During the period of tomorrow's smoking period, he would warm up a pot of water in advance every night.

Open the hot water bottle plug and pour out the water inside.

With the faint light coming from the living room window, the ugly cat began to shrink.

It becomes that cute chubby kitten pattern.

After pouring hot water, Hayata Kimura returns to the bedroom with a hot water bottle that has reverted to an ugly cat.

Put it in the arms of tomorrow's smoke.

The plush layer of the hot water bottle and the smoked pajamas should not be too hot.

After doing this, Hayabusa Kimura lay back next to Tomorrow.

There was a small rustling sound around him, and a softness came from his arm.

He bowed his head to a pair of dark eyes.

Asuki gently leaned his cheek against his arm, and a pair of soft little hands wrapped around his arm.

The tip of the nose lingered with the beautiful scent of jasmine on the girl's body.

Hayabusa Kimura's body moved slightly, but it was difficult to move because of Tomorrow's smoke's confinement of his arm.

Looks like......

I guess I can't sleep well tonight.

………………………………

Early morning.

Hayabusa Kimura holds bread in one hand and flips through his phone with the other.

If he had followed the original itinerary, he would have been on his way to Shibuya Ward to watch the offline micro-film release at Station T.

But.

If you don't have a ticket, you don't need to rush there.

Although I have a little regret in my heart, it is actually just a dispensable thing.

Anyway, the ticket was originally given by Mr. Yui Koike.

Most......

I just can't know what the standards of those film critics are.

Don't ask Mr. Koike for a movie ticket.

Hayabusa Kimura chewed bread and had the idea of Yui Koike.

After thinking about it, I dispelled this idea.

He remembered that Yui Koike had said before that the tickets were given by Station T, and several other tickets had already been issued to other students in the directing department.

I asked and there should be no result.

His fingers flicked the phone screen casually.

Suddenly, I saw a rejection email in my mailbox that had been a long time coming.

It was when he was a freshman, and he wrote a book to submit it to the Yuyin Society, but was rejected by the other side of the email.

It was this email that dispelled Hayabusa Kimura's desire to write a book.

As if thinking of something, Hayabusa Kimura put away his phone and swallowed the bread in his hand with milk in a few bites.

"Smoke, I'm going to school in a while."

Hayabusa Kimura walked into the dining room with a plate and said through the kitchen island to Asuki who was sitting on a tatami mat looking at his phone.

Tomorrow Sun raised his head and nodded lightly: "Okay." ”

"Go print out the novel of the script and send it to the publisher." Hayaya Kimura added.

Tomorrow was stunned, and then his eyes bent: "Hmm." ”

"That's right, Hayabusa-chan."

"Huh?"

"The kimono for tomorrow's shoot is still at home, so I'm going back to get it today...... Not at home at noon. ”

"That's right...... Then I'll settle it at school for lunch. ”

Hayabusa Kimura puts the washed dishes back in the cupboard,

"Do you want to go together?"

"Nope."

Tomorrow shook his head, his feet in white socks stepped on the tatami mat.

"Huh?"

"I haven't been back for a long time, so I'll make a bento for my brother and bring it back...... Otherwise, it's not good to go back empty-handed. Tomorrow explained.

Hearing this, Hayabusa Kimura remembered the picnic basket that Asuki brought from home in the cupboard.

Since Tomorrow came to the rental house, it seems that he has brought a lot of things from home.

I don't know what Smoke's younger brother thinks......

"Do you just bring a bento? Want to buy something again? ”

"Don't waste it, just a bento box." Tomorrow smoke very decisively refused.

Well.

It can be seen that it is his own brother.

Hayabusa Kimura somehow came up with such a sentence in his mind.

"Okay."

Looking at Asuki's affirmative look, Hayaya Kimura didn't say anything more.

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he saw Asuka walking over with his backpack.

Hayabusa Kimura naturally took the schoolbag handed by Asukashi and carried it on his back.

After changing his shoes at the entrance, Tomorrow Smoke tidied up the beige scarf around his neck.

I seem to think of something.

Tomorrow Smoke suddenly laughed out loud, and his clear eyes bent into crescent moons, revealing snow-white and lovely teeth.

"What are you laughing at?"

Hayabusa Kimura looked at the girl in front of him suspiciously.

Tomorrow smoked the scarf around the young man's neck, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

"It feels like a married couple, and the wife is helping her husband sort out his clothes and sending him out to work."

The girl's crisp voice came into her ears, making Kimura Hayabusa a little stunned.

His eyes fell on Tomorrow's delicate cheeks, and the golden beam of light outside the window shone obliquely into the room.

Sprinkled on the girl's pink skin, the long eyelashes seemed to glow with a hazy shimmer, trembling slightly.

"What if...... Am I running away from home? ”

Hayabusa Kimura swallowed, looked away, and said jokingly.

As soon as the words fell.

There was a force in the neck.

The soft scarf with Hayabusa Kimura lowered his head too much.

Tomorrow smoked on tiptoe, his lips imprinted on his lips.

A moment of lip parting.

Kimura looked at the petite girl in front of him blankly.

Tomorrow's white and tender little hand patted the scarf hanging in front of him and tilted his head.

"Hayabusa-chan won't run away."

The girl's rosy lips opened slightly, and the depths of her deep eyes seemed to be a fluctuating light.

“…… Hey? Hayabusa Kimura looked at her in a daze.

"Because Hayabusa-chan has been trapped by me, and I can't go anywhere."

In the sun, there was a smile on the corner of Tomorrow's mouth, and the breeze blowing through the crack in the window stirred the hair in her ears.